I was almost to the city limits when I came upon this young, slim, but well proportioned, good looking guy, who was hitchhiking. He looked to be about 18 or 19 years old and had shoulder length sun-bleached blonde hair, was about 5'8" tall and looked from a distance like your typical Florida surfer boy.

I pulled over and he jumped into the car flashing me an incredibly cute smile saying, "Thanks" as he slammed the door behind him. I asked where he was headed for and he told me Hollywood, which was about ten miles ahead, or halfway to Miami.

I said, "no problem" and pulled back out into the light traffic. I introduced myself and he told me his name was Chris. He seemed a bit shy, so I took the initiative of striking up a conversation. Chris offered polite answers but didn't really expand beyond supplying the precise information requested.

Before long, Chris started to relax and became more conversational. I would get glimpses of his exceptionally handsome face from the headlights as we passed oncoming cars. "God this kid is cute!" I thought to myself. The oncoming cars kept lighting up his face but the street lights would light up his lap as he sat in the seat next to me. My eyes kept flashing from the road, to his face, to his crotch, depending on the angle of the light.

My first glance toward his crotch caused me to emit a controlled gasp, and a wave of excitement tingled through my whole body. There was an outline of a huge shaft which had slipped down the leg of his jeans. It rivaled that of my boyhood buddy whose nickname in school was "Big Dick." This had nothing to do with his name which was Don, or his 5'7" height or weight of 155 lbs. It was a tribute to having the largest dick in the school of 1100 students and was fully ten inches when hard. He wasn't afraid to show it either, he was pretty proud of it but that's another story.

Chris told me he had been living with his father in Daytona, but they didn't get along too well so he left, and thumbed to Hollywood to live with his mother for a while. He said that he had been in Fort Lauderdale looking for a job. The more I looked at that beautiful face of his and that overstuffed right pant leg the hornier I got. I could think of a job I would like to offer him right away but I got the feeling that was not what he had in mind.

We were getting close to Hollywood, and if there was going to be any chance of this being anything more than me giving this guy a ride home, and a missed opportunity, I knew that I should give some sort of hint or something.

I decided to dive into this subject with both feet because if I didn't he would soon be out of the car and on his way. I swallowed hard, composed myself and then sort of matter-of-factly mentioned that there was quite a bulge there in his pants and he must be hung like a bull.

I thought that I had blown it, when in the lights I could see a look of shock come across his face which was gradually replaced by a look of total embarrassment. He gave a nervous sounding giggle and stuttered that he had been told that before, but never by a guy. I asked if he would mind if we fooled around a little. There was dead silence for what seemed like a full minute. I thought he was about to get real pissed or demand that I pull over and tell me to let him out of the car. He looked straight ahead so he would not have to look me in the eye and his shaking voice said,"What do you mean, what would I have to do?" I suggested that we jerk each other off (I really wanted a lot more, but I didn't want to push it and scare him away) as this opportunity I was offering was obviously uncharted territory for him.

He smiled slightly and said, "I don't know, I never did anything with a guy before." I continued to be as persuasive as I knew how. Finally he agreed to let me jerk him off if I would give him ten bucks, but he said he did not want to do anything to me. I decided that ten bucks was the least I could do considering he was out of work and all; besides I wanted to get my hands on that huge dick which lay there in his pants teasing my every sensuality. He also told me he didn't have much time as his Mom was expecting him by 11PM.

The only place which seemed private enough was this open field we drove by, so I swung into the entrance road and drove to the far end, away from the highway, and stopped, turned off the lights and killed the engine.

I reached over and ran my hand over the huge bulge in his pant leg. I squeezed it, learning that this thing was every bit as huge as it looked and it wasn't even hard yet. I could only imagine what it would be like hard. I unbuttoned his jeans and first felt the base of it through his white boxer trunks. I was impressed by it's thickness which seemed as big as my wrist. My excitement heightened and I gave a quick feel through the fly of his shorts then anxious to get my hands on the whole thing I ran my hand over the top of the waistband and slipped my searching fingers into his pubic hair. It was not coarse but as fine and silky as the hair on his head and his skin was as soft as a baby's butt. This was no baby though, this was a guy so hot looking, and so well endowed, that I could not believe how lucky I was tonight, to have this be happening to me. I again located the base of his shaft and managed to hook my finger under the still soft member and worked it back and forth until it finally gave up it's position in his pant's leg which was no easy task.

Suddenly this heavy hunk of meat flopped out and was now laying on his stomach pointed upward toward his chest. I was a little dis-appointed that he was not getting hard but soon I could feel it harden in my hands and he slid his shorts and jeans down around his ankles. This thing was so big and so beautiful I couldn't believe it. It was circumcised and cut an impressive outline against his hairless stomach, his tan line crossed only about half way up the shaft and his balls and shaft were as hairless as his stomach. I began to stroke it and could feel it surge with excitement as Chris started to enjoy what was happening to him. Needless to say my dick had been hard since the moment I saw that bulge 30 minutes earlier.

I had one hand on his throbbing mass and one hand exploring his almost hairless body and he was starting to moan and groan a little which heightened my excitement. I finally went down on his huge cock but I could hardly get my mouth over much more than the head without really pushing down hard. The head was pretty big but only about half as big around as the shaft.

I raised my mouth off of his dick to capture another look at that beautiful face of his and place a kiss on his lips. He didn't really kiss me back, but he didn't fight it either. It was obvious he was full of emotion. He mumbled something which I didn't quite get so I asked him to repeat himself. His voice was very soft and full of emotion as he repeated nervously "Can I do it to you?" I was overcome with joy that he wanted to get more involved and moved his hand onto my already exposed dick. He started to stroke my dick feverishly as I sucked on his dick and also took his balls into my mouth.

Suddenly he pushed my head away from his dick and I was fearful that he had changed his mind about what we were doing. I sat up, prepared to calm his fears but before I could ask him what was wrong, he dove into my lap and practically swallowed my dick in his mouth. Now he was squirming all over the seat, as he moaned and groaned in the delight of sucking his first dick. I had to reach all the way around his waist to grab onto his hot, wet, throbbing prick which was almost touching his chest in his hunched over position on the car seat.

We were pretty wound up in a feeling of total ecstasy and we both tensed up and released each others loads simultaneously onto our stomachs and chests which were now bare. Somehow in all this we had managed to undo our shirts without even realizing it. We continued to stroke each others dicks until we collapsed in total exhaustion, sort of leaning on each other. We must had stayed that way for about five minutes and then I produced some tissues from the back seat and we cleaned each other up. I leaned over and placed a kiss on the side of his face. He turned an placed a nice long wet kiss on my mouth which I gladly returned.

He told me that he had to get going. I said "OK" and we put our clothing back together. He pulled up his pants but I managed to get in a goodbye squeeze before he packed it away. I drove him to the end of his street and he thanked me for the "unexpected experience" adding that he really enjoyed it. I already knew that, and told him that he was one hot dude. He again flashed that cute smile and said, "Maybe we would meet again." I told him, "I hope so," but unfortunately we did not exchange phone numbers.

As I drove away, I watched him start walking down the side street toward where he said he was living. I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to give him the promised ten bucks. I spun the car around, raced back and turned down his street but he had disappeared.

We both forgot about the ten bucks, an amount I would have gladly exchanged for that phone number. I really should not be so forgetful in the future.

In the following months, I would cruise down his street whenever I was in the area, I never saw him again, but I think of him often.

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