reached into my grey boxer-briefs and extracted my turgid rod. His slow manipulations began in earnest as I continued to speed down the freeway amongst all the other automobiles and trucks. He reached far into my shorts to roll my heavy balls in his hand, quickly returning to my thick cock. It wasn't long before I felt the rumbling of my orgasm begin.

“I'm going to cum all over my suit, Tom!”

Without a word, he leaned down to take the head of my cock into his hot and ready mouth. My ejaculation came strong and hard, my cum banging against the back of his throat time and time again as he swallowed me to the hilt. I could feel my feet pushing on the gas pedal with each pulse of my climax. I knew unless I maintained my composure as much as possible, we were going to ram into the side of the truck to our left or the Baptist Church van on our right. Without a drop being spilled, Tom lifted his head from my lap, just as the truck was passing by. The man in the passenger seat of the truck looked down at me and had this broad smile across his face. The traveling voyeur turned his head away, I'm sure to tell his buddy what he just saw.

I had to know, though, what Tom was hiding in his own pants, so as deftly as I could, I reached over to the passenger side of my vehicle to undo his grey suit pants while still paying attention to the road. His cock was dewy with pre-cum as my hand slid his cock out of his white boxers. I used the pre-cum to lubricate my piston-like action on his dick. His tool was so thick I could barely get my hand around it. I was pumping with a snug grip and gentle touch. His cock-head slipped in and out of his foreskin with each stroke. Tom lifted his hips a bit and slid his pants down so that I could easily rub his legs, balls and stomach as I continued my ministrations on his body.

“I've always wanted to know what it felt like to have sex in a moving vehicle on the freeway,” Tom said.

He slid his pants and shorts completely off and sat with his back to the window so that I could most comfortably reach his aching rod. Occasionally, I would reach under his balls and slip my finger around and into his furry ass. The sweat that was developing in his loins kept my finger well oiled. I would return to masturbating this strong hairy man and finally, as I sensed his intense need for orgasm, I began my final rhythm to bring him to climax.

As he got closer, his breathing began to become ragged and heavy. His left leg lifted and rested on my seat. I continued pumping on his organ from the base of his cock to the tip of his cock-head. His hips began bucking against my hand and his own hands reached between his legs to cup his balls. I took his boxers, which were on the hump between us and covered his cock as his cock began spewing his semen so that his jism wouldn't soil his clothes. His grunts were loud and intense as his foot pressed against my hip in his sexual frenzy. With his head thrown back and his stomach flexing and releasing so violently, I knew Tom was having