I posted the ad on a whim that night, horny and restless after too many months of just jerking off to gay porn. "First time curious guy looking for car play BJ no strings, safe spot." I was 28, straight-acting on the outside, but the idea of sucking cock had been eating at me for years. Craigslist was the easy, anonymous way in back then. Within an hour a guy named Mike replied. He was 35, local, said he had a big truck and a quiet parking spot behind an old warehouse. "You want to suck? I'll sit back and let you go to town. Clean, discreet."
We traded a couple messages, both confirming we were adults, both horny as hell. No face pics at first, just stats: me 5'10, average build, him 6'2, thick build, thick cock. He sent a dick pic that made my mouth water veiny, uncut, already half-hard. I told him I'd never done it before but wanted it bad. He said he'd guide me slow and dirty.
I drove out there shaking, dick already leaking in my jeans. His black pickup was parked alone under a busted streetlight. I pulled up beside him, killed the engine, and climbed into his passenger seat like we planned. The cab smelled like leather and his cologne. Mike was bigger than I expected, short beard, rough hands on the wheel. He looked me over once and smirked.
"Lock the door. Pants down if you want, but you came to suck so get on your knees."
I did it fast, heart pounding. The seat was pushed all the way back. I knelt on the floor mat between his spread thighs. His jeans were already open. He pulled his cock out thick, heavy, the head shiny with precum. It smelled musky and clean at the same time.
"Open up, first-timer. Lick the head nice and slow."
I leaned in and dragged my tongue over the slit, tasting salt. Mike groaned low. "That's it. Get it wet." I licked around the crown, then down the shaft, feeling it swell against my lips. My own cock throbbed untouched. I wrapped my hand around the base like he told me and opened wide, sliding the head into my mouth. It was hot, smooth, stretching my lips.
I sucked gently at first, bobbing shallow.
"Deeper. Relax your throat. You wanted gay car play, so take it."
I pushed lower, gagging a little when it hit the back of my mouth. Spit ran down his balls. Mike's hand landed on the back of my head, not forcing, just guiding. "Fuck yeah. Suck that cock like you mean it." I found a rhythm, slurping noisily, tongue working the underside every time I pulled up. The wet sounds filled the cab. My jaw ached but I didn't stop. Every time I took him deeper he praised me in that rough voice.
"Look at you, straight boy on your knees in my truck. First time and you're already a hungry cocksucker."
I moaned around his dick, the words making me leak harder. I reached down and stroked myself while I sucked, matching the pace. Mike's hips started lifting, fucking my mouth in short thrusts. Spit and precum coated my chin. I pulled off to breathe, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his shiny cock, then dove back down, taking more.
He lasted longer than I expected. I worked him with hand and mouth, twisting my wrist, hollowing my cheeks. When he got close his thighs tensed.
"Swallow it or pull off, your choice. I'm gonna nut."
I stayed on him, sucking harder, desperate to taste it. Mike grunted, cock pulsing, and flooded my mouth with thick, hot cum. I swallowed what I could, some spilling out the corner of my lips. He kept twitching while I licked him clean, softer now but still big.
After, he tucked himself away and handed me a water bottle. "You did good for a first time. Want to meet again?"
I wiped my mouth, still tasting him, dick aching in my hand. "Yeah. Same spot next week."
We swapped numbers. I climbed back into my car with shaky legs and the best kind of sore jaw. The drive home I kept replaying every wet, dirty detail, already planning the next Craigslist car session.
