On long road trips I always got so restless. That was the main reason why I wanted to fly but Mark, being the penny pincher that he was, insisted we make the twelve hour drive to his parents. We had only been on the road for three of those hours when I had already grown tired of my cd’s, books, magazines, and everything else I had brought to keep me occupied.

I looked over at Mark. His shirt was halfway unbuttoned to ease the heat, strands of brown chest hair peeking out. It filled my head with deliciously naughty thoughts. I wondered what he would do if I placed my hand on his thigh. Gently, I did so. He looked over at me and gave me a half smile, not thinking much of it. I let my hand rest there for a while as I contemplated what to do next.

Some time went by before I moved my hand up just enough to get his attention. I shifted closer to the driver’s side. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to him. I rested my head against him and let my fingers graze his inner thigh. He let go of the steering wheel and put my hand on his crotch. I felt his cock begin to harden in his jeans. I gave it a squeeze and began to rub it until it was completely hard. A wet spot appeared where the head of his cock was pressing up. I brought my head down and began to suck on it, tasting his salty juices through the fabric.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he unbuckled his pants and slid them down to his knees, letting his seven-inch cock free for me to take. I started by licking the shaft up and down like a large lollipop. A drop of pre cum slid from the tip of his head down his glistening rod and onto my lips. I sipped his salty drops and pressed for more, sliding my tongue in the slit of his cock and sucking all the pre cum out of him. I was so horny for him. I engulfed his cock down to the root. The car swerved almost out of control but he regained control as I continued to bob up and down on his thick shaft.

As I sucked on his cock I took his nut sac in my hands, I could feel it heavy with cum. I rolled his balls around in my hand, squeezing him slightly. The harder I tugged the more he swerved. After several minutes of sucking and tugging I felt his balls tighten in my hand. His hands grasped the steering wheel and with force he let it rip inside my mouth. Blast after creamy blast shot out of him and down my gaping throat.

Completely satisfied I sat back up and kissed him on the cheek. He was all smiles as he struggled to pull his pants up and drive at the same time.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Thanks for what?” he asked, a perplexed look on his face.

“Well, for being such a penny pincher.”

He laughed and pulled me to him, kissing my forehead as I rested my head on his shoulder.