The Car Wash

Even to my nineteen year old self, there was still something oddly magical about watching cars as they went through the wash on the little rails with the bubbles, foam, and brushes. It was almost hypnotic. The carwash was busy as hell this morning though so I just sort of stood there watching the cars slowly trolly past. It was going to be at least 10-20 minutes before they got to my car so I was just chilling while enjoyed the show. Then something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.

Though it wasn’t really a something rather a someone. A man who was rough and ready with tattoos on bare muscled arms revealed by a tight wife beater teeshirt. Despite my conservative church upbringing and my mother’s fire and brimstone tactics, I knew deep down I was far more drawn to men. Especially men like this, guys from the wrong side of the tracks. The polite young women from church my mother encouraged me to court did nothing for me. But just looking at this man in the darkened hallway at the carwash did strange things to my insides.

I thought I was being subtle in my staring. Slowly my eyes would wander from the scuffed leather of his boots, up the tight faded jeans to the faded silver of his belt buckle. My eyes did linger on that especially intriguing bulge as well. Then up to his tanned face, weatherworn and angled with a few days growth of beard. With the short hair flecked with grey, if I had to guess, he was probably at least twenty years older than me. I so wished I had the courage to actually say something to him, not that I have any idea what it would be. I was still the shy virgin waiting for the right girl, marriage and happily ever after.

Then as I made another long gaze from his boots to his , he caught me staring at him. He gave his pouch an ever so subtle squeeze and he winked at me. My heart leapt up into my chest, beating faster than it ever had before. Feeling my entire body blush like a shocked old maid, I panicked. I quickly turned and made a beeline away from him, finding solace in the tiny bathroom room at the end of the hallway. I flipped on the light switch and shut the door behind me. Taking deep breaths I tried to calm down. Out there was every dark dream I had ever had come to life just a few feet away, but I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t face him, even as my dick sprang to life as I pictured him in my mind.

I was splashing some cold water on my face when the door opened a moment later. I had forgotten to lock it. It was him. Seeing him reflected in the better light, he was magnificent. After locking the door, he leaned back against the door while massaging that intriguing bulge I had wondered about. I could see the outline of his cock through the faded denim. There was a near feral look of hunger on his face while I stood there in mute shock.

With him leaning back against the door, I was trapped. Slowly he unbuttoned his jeans as I drank in just looking at him and being this close to him. I found it tickling some hidden part of myself I had kept deeply buried. With his jeans fully open, he pulled out his cock.

Fully erect and sticking almost straight out from his crotch, I thought it was beautiful. And I was lost. I had no idea what to do or even what I wanted to do, other than escape to safety but I had an inkling of a feeling that was not really an option. This man had plans for me.

“Well, don’t just stand there.” He said softly as he stared at me as his dick bounced in front of him. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

“A… I…” I stuttered, completely blanking out on what to say. I was literally frozen like a deer in the headlights. The only things I were aware of in that tiny room were him, my pounding heart and my own hardening dick. While I may have been at a loss, it apparently knew something I didn’t.

Standing still in shock was apparently not the reaction he expected so he closed the space between us. Up close, I could feel the heat roll of him in the tiny room and the scent of him filled my lungs, spicy rich and so very male.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I want. What you want.” He said roughly as his eyes held mine.

“I’ve never…” I answered, my voice fading off to a whisper as I dropped my gaze from his face. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look straight into his eyes. Just a few inches away, his dark eyes burning with an intensity I had never seen before. I found it incredibly exciting.

“Then it’s time you learned.” His voice a gentle whisper. I nodded my acceptance, letting this man take charge. My dick twitched in anticipation.

“Now get down on your knees so you can learn to suck dick.” His said. With his hand on my shoulder pressing down, I dropped to my knees in front of him.

Finding myself just inches from a hard cock was a new experience for me but I was finding it was not an unwelcome one at all. Actually, it was an incredible turn on with my own cock now rock hard and trying to escape my khakis.

Wrapping my hand around his cock, I was surprised at how hot it felt in my hand. Under the smooth skin I could actually feel his pulse as I slowly jacked him off. Then a glistening drop of liquid appeared at the tip. Mesmerized by that single drop, my tongue came out to taste it. The sweet salty taste of that drop ricocheted through my entire body. Opening my mouth I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick as I started to suck.

With a hiss of approval, he ran his fingers through my short hair as I sucked more and more of his cock into my mouth. The taste, scent and feel of his cock in my mouth was probably the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me in my life. I knew at that moment I was a cocksucker. I eagerly tried to take more and more of his dick into my mouth.

“Watch your damn teeth!” He growled out.

Pulling off I muttered an apology before very gently taking him back into my mouth.

“Use your lips to cover your teeth.” He instructed.

Just as he said, I took his cock back into my mouth. Slowly and carefully, I started sucking more and more of him into my mouth. His hands came up around the back of my head and I felt the pressure as he pushed himself deeper into my throat. I gagged just a bit at first, but didn’t give up.

“That’s it boy, just relax your throat and let me fuck your face.” He said as he started to slide his dick deeper into my throat. I did my best to follow his lead as his cock slid in and out of my mouth and down my throat. There were no words to describe how right it felt to have this man use me for his pleasure. I used my own hands to anchor myself to him, feeling the firm muscles underneath his jeans. I just wished we were naked in a bed somewhere so I could explore his entire body with my hands and mouth.

Finally, his gentle thrusts got me to take his entire length and I found my nose buried his crotch. I wished I could stay there forever. After a few more thrusts, his breathing became short as his tempo picked up and I realized he was going to shoot his load straight down my throat. My reward for a job well done. His fingers became almost painful and this thrusts grew rough to the point I was only along for the ride. Finally, his cock grew large and he wedged himself all the way in, with my nose crushed against him. I could barely breathe.

Then I felt the first pulse of his cock and then another as he filled my belly with cum. Finally as the pulses became weaker, he pulled out enough for the last few shots to fill my mouth. The wonderful salty bitter taste was rich and delicious, I wanted more so I kept sucking.

“Careful now, it’s really sensitive after I shoot.” His voice gentle. I very gently licked his cock head and shaft clean of any remaining cum. After a moment, he pulled me up and into his arms for a gentle hug.

“Good job, but now let’s take care of you.” He said before turning me around in his arms to face the mirror. Being held by him felt so right, so wonderful. Watching his reflection as his hands roamed over my chest and abdomen had me close to shooting on even before he reached down to pull out my own rock hard cock. Just the touch of his hand on me almost had me shaking with excitement.

“I’d love to fuck you but we don’t have time here. Slide my dick into that tight virgin hole.” His voice whispered in my ear as he pressed himself against me. One of his hands wrapped around my cock as another reached up under my polo shirt to tweak a nipple. I was so turned on at the idea of him fucking me and the sensation of him wrapped around me and touching me I exploded after only a two strokes from his hand. My mouth opened in a wordless gasp as my cock exploded and spurt after spurt of my seed covered the mirror.

As my breathing returned to normal, we did our awkward best to clean up a bit in the small space. There was so much I wanted to ask him, or to let him know I wanted to see him again. Then with a quick kiss on the cheek and a “thanks kid” he was out the door.

Alone again in the sterile hallway, the cars still motored down their little rails and the foam jets still did there work but now they seemed not quite as magical. In that little restroom in the darkened hallway of a carwash, my world had changed.