We continued to make small talk for another half hour or so until I had to stop and fill up the tank. I managed to find one of those 24-hour service plazas at a major junction and pulled over.

“Shit, this gas is expensive.” I said, pointing out the sign, which clearly read ‘$2.99,’ “sometimes I wish I didn’t drive a damn pickup everywhere.” It was my work truck, I had driven it to my conference since the company would pay for my gas.

“This is a nice truck though,” my passenger said through the open door as I put the gas nozzle into the tank.

“I’ll agree with you there, my company didn’t cheap out on me.” I said, watching the numbers on the pump tick higher and higher. It was a brand new Silverado, black, and it still had the new car smell. Girls gave me looks in every parking lot I drove through, and I would always smile and nod at them. I found it kind of comical because of how unappealing I found them.

I hung the nozzle back up and climbed back into the driver’s seat. It was then that I noticed the slightly pungent but altogether appealing scent that my passenger was radiating. It was the most masculine smell I could have imagined, like that of a farmer who’s been at work all day and returns home to fuck the brains out of his hot boyfriend. I was still really horny, and just thinking about his hot smell was getting me hard. I turned back onto the road and continued driving.

We talked for a few minutes longer when he looked over and noticed the fairly prominent tent in my jeans.

“You know,” he said, “I’d be one hell of a bastard not to repay you for your trouble.” I smiled at him as he reached across the center console and started to stroke my crotch. His hand was warm and big and my cock hardened even more. He slowly undid the button and unzipped the fly. I felt his big masculine hand reach underneath my stiff cock and start stroking it up and down. My cock was getting harder and harder and I looked over and saw that his pants had formed a huge tent as well. I took a hand off of the wheel and reached over to undo his pants. I started stroking his fat cock as he did the same to mine. It was too dark to see but it felt huge; long and thick.

We kept jacking each other off until he bent over and put his head on my lap. He pulled my jeans down and started to lick my balls, taking each of them in his mouth. I heard him take a huge whiff, sucking in my own sweaty aroma. He worked his way up to my cock and put his hot, wet lips around it.

“This is my first time,” he muttered to me.

“Don’t worry man,” I said, completely in ecstasy, “it doesn’t have to be perfect.” I couldn’t even tell; he was sucking my cock like a pro. I put my free hand on the back of his head as he kept sucking. He licked up and down the shaft, eventually taking all of me in his mouth. I felt his tongue wrap around my girth as he gently sucked.