When I met Don through a friend, I never imagined what it would lead to. He lived in a neighboring town that I visited sometimes. He had an athletic build, smooth, clean shaven with blonde hair and blue eyes.

I saw him when I pulled into a shopping plaza one evening. I drove up to him to say hello. He got into my car. We decided to go for a drive.

He never stopped talking about sex for a minute. He said he needed to take a leak and asked me to drive down a side road in a rural area out of sight.

It turned out he didn't need to take a leak at all. Instead he pulled his erect cock out of his pants and asked me to suck him off. I hesitated to do it at first. I made him promise not to tell anyone at his high school if I did it. He agreed. I went down on his hard-on.

Then he said he would suck mine and we would be even. He asked me to slide my pants down to my knees like him. I ejaculated in his mouth right away. I am sure he did this with someone else.

We met almost every week for a couple of years after that. He would always use the code phrase, "You owe me," when he wanted oral sex. He had the best cock I ever sucked. I loved the feel and taste of it. He would moan sometimes while I pleasured his cock saying my name out loud. He liked to shove my head down with his hand once in awhile and try to choke me.

I still have vivid memories. I remember looking in his eyes one time while his knob pressed against the roof of my mouth. He said he had a piss hard-on. He said he always wanted to piss in my mouth so bad. I thought we might do that another time but not in my car.

One time while I sucked him passionately, he asked me who I was thinking about. I wouldn't tell him about someone else I liked. Ironically, he mentioned the guy's name in a conversation we he had later. I didn't even know he knew him. I guess he could read my mind just by sticking his dick in my mouth.

He mentioned wanting to take pictures. I told him no way. I am pretty sure he would show them to his friends. I am certain he had already told some of his friends that I sucked him off judging by the way they looked at me.

One night we parked on the side of the road on the back roads at a specific spot he suspiciously gave me directions drive to. He lay back in his seat. I went down on him sliding my tongue over his knob. For some reason I thought about his joke about biting into a hot dog and finding veins in it, probably because I could feel the veins in his extremely hard cock against my lips.

All of a sudden a flash of light went off. I spit his cock out. As his cocked slapped against his body I asked him where that flash of light came from. He said a car drove by with its lights on. I couldn't see any vehicles anywhere. Later on, I realized he must have photographed me with his bag hanging out of his mouth.

Eventually, we drifted apart and stopped meeting. Quite a few years have gone by. If I ever see him again I will remind him, "You owe me."

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