Guy picked me up hitching a ride. You guys know I do a lot of hitch hiking, usually shirtless, basketball or running shorts - commando of course, so I get picked up by guys who are interested. When I got in this dude's pick-up we shook hands and introduced ourselves, probably with fake names. He asked if I knew a place to go and based on where we were instead of taking him to my place like I usually do, I suggested an old abandoned factory building I had become familiar with. We went upstairs to an empty room with a window for air, and he took a pack of cigs out of his pocket and offered me one. He lit both and we smoked for awhile, sometimes exchanging some smoke mouth to mouth, our tongues getting the early action. I admired the tat on his arm. He said he made it very clear to everyone that he never fucked bitches. Always men. Real men. Men with tight asses and men with big dicks. He was vers, so we had a lot of fun going both ways. He left big loads in my ass and down my throat. I did the same in his holes. In our talking I told him some of the kinks I was into. He was wearing jeans and he took his leather belt off and proceeded to whip my ass a warm dark red before he fucked the shit out of it. When he was about to cum he wrapped his hands around my neck and squeezed tight and I almost shot my own load while he shot his. We both fucked hard, the way animals do in the wild. There was none of that making love shit. Raw, raunchy, sweaty, rough sex. When we kissed we almost bit each other's lips off. And when he had to take a piss, I covered his dick with my lips and swallowed every ounce of his golden liquid. I enjoyed every minute with this hunk. Maybe we'll do it again. I told him about my toys, my beer, my poppers and weed all back at my place. I'm damn sure I'll see him again!
