For you - 5. Chapter 5

We hit a pothole which reminded me of the state’s highway not being its top priority. From one moment to the next, I was fully awake after being quite dizzy for god knows how long. May usually maneuvered them better, making the ride mostly quite comfortable. He should have become a chauffeur.

In the corner of my eye, I caught Rhys taking a hand from the steering wheel and putting it down his cargo pants for a few seconds, probably adjusting his dick. For some more minutes, we continued driving in silence.

“I’m horny right now.” Him saying that, brought me back to reality.

“You like it all bumpy, huh?” I replied teasingly.

That’s how we reacted back in high school to make the person in question feel even more awkward. Kids are cruel. It is what it is. Interesting to see, however, that now it had quite the opposite effect now that we were all grown up and mature. He just put on a grin, glancing over to my side.

I no further commented on that, and neither did he. Before the silence could last very long, he pulled over, and we turned right to a rest stop. He quickly found a parking lot and turned off the engine once he parked. Yet, he didn’t attempt to leave the car. He was just sitting there as if he was waiting for something. Was this the moment? So this was different from high school, not in that it was meaningless, but because the meaning was opposite of what it was in high school. This was serious.

So I leaned over and reached into his pants, feeling no resistance from him. I brought my mouth closer, and my lips touched his skin.

“Is that okay?” I asked, turning my head upwards, looking for confirmation.

“It is. Go on.”

It wasn’t anything like fireworks like some people describe it, but maybe it was like that only the first time. Unfortunately, I couldn’t remember since I was drunk as hell that night. He pushed my head up and down a couple of times but didn’t moan or anything, but I figured, when they do this in porn, it’s just for the show. I heard that it turns people on, so it would make sense if the other one would fake it because of that. Besides, usually the bottom moans, and neither of us looks remotely like a twink.

Before he was ready to burst, he helped himself out with his hand, while I kept my head down. Prior to today, I had no idea how, cum tastes, and I guess, I read somewhere that you have to eat pineapple for it to taste any good.

After we finished, he went to the restrooms at the other end of the parking lot, where a lot more cars were parked. I waited for him inside the car, but when it took a while, I eventually got out of it and laid down on its hood and felt the night air, my eyes closed.