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Threeway on the Freeway (mm)
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Threeway on the Freeway
fiction by Steve Rider
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Copyright © 1992 Stephen A. Rider, all rights reserved.
I was on Interstate 80, maybe fifteen miles East of
Fairfield, CA heading towards Sacramento. Up in the high, flat
country with the golden grass in the summer. It was hot, very hot,
but I had my windows open enjoying my new state. At 70 half the
traffic seemed to be passing me. I was heading to my sister's house
for the weekend, and in no particular rush since I was three hours
early. I was dying for something to drink, maybe a Snapple, when I
saw the van on the shoulder up ahead.
I was already in the rightmost lane. It was pretty far
ahead. I tapped my brake pedal to kill the cruise control and
started trying to see what was going on with the van. It was an
older Ford Econoline, fixed up as a camper, with a raised roof and
perfectly dull gray paint. The side doors were open toward the
guardrail and nearly touching it. I could see someone standing in
front of the van. I decided to play Good Samaritan. As I slowed
down and got really close I saw a young guy on the shoulder in front
of the van, nice build it seemed, possibly cute.
As I passed the van I saw that there were actually two guys
there, both young, and both good looking. I pulled over in front
and stopped a few car lengths ahead. When I stepped out of my own
van I saw one of them, the guy with brown hair, running toward me.
"Hey man, thanks for stopping"
"No trouble, what's wrong"
"It just seemed to die all of a sudden, and there's a wire loose
around the engine"
"Well, let's take a look at it"
He was maybe twenty three or so, thin, short, small bodied,
Just the way I like them! And he was really very attractive too.
He had an oval shaped face, very dark eyebrows, a deep tan that
looked like it lasted all year. His hair was sort of wavy, every
time a car would go bye it would fly up, and then fall back where
it was before. There was a nice little bit of his hair laying
across his forehead that stimulated me immensely. It would wiggle
with the blast from the cars and it seemed like it ought to tickle
him. I wanted to tickle him.
Out here on the pavement it was amazingly hot. We walked
the short distance to the van and I saw that his friend was all
covered with grease from his hands all up to his elbows. But he
was very attractive too, dirty blond hair with tight curls, a
sharply defined chin, no hair on as much of his chest as I could
see. He was wearing a plain white muscle shirt which had streaks
of grease on it. He was smiling as his friend and I walked up to
him. He had a heavy copper wire in his hands. He looked gay to me.
He was certainly cute, much cuter than his friend who was also cute.
It occurred to me to wonder if they might be a gay couple. As I got
closer I saw that he was holding this wire near the alternator.
"Hi. Loose wire huh ?"
"Yeah, thanks for stopping, you wouldn't have any tools would you?"
"I've got some small tools, let me have a look, OK?"
The brown haired guy introduced himself as Nate, he told me
his friend's name was David, I smiled and told him my name too. We
shook hands and I didn't want to let go. Nate was Mediterranean
I decided, Greek maybe. David seemed to be Nordic or maybe German.
They were both wearing shorts, David's were denim cutoffs that had
once been Levi 501 jeans, Nate had a pair of bright green nylon
shorts on with a tye died shirt. They were both so sweet looking.
The wire was the one that carries the output of the
alternator. It had somehow broken out of the end, which was
still fastened on the back. It looked like there was enough bare
copper to fit back under there and at least make a connection.
The strands of the wire were all black though, corroded, I had a
knife and some box end wrenches in my van. I smiled again.
"Well, this belongs on the back of your alternator here, see?"
"Yeah right."
"I think we can cleanup the wire and arrange it between this
connector and the post and get it to work for you. I need
some tools from my van first."
David walked back to my van with me. He was going on about
what a nice guy I was for stopping, and how much he appreciated it.
He told me they were on their way to Denver, oddly enough he was
going to see his sister too. When he told me they were going so his
sister could meet Nate I was sure. A gay couple. Young, and both
of them pretty. Now I was really happy I had stopped, they seemed
like really nice people. Very much Out too, somehow I felt proud
of them for a minute.
Tools now in hand, we returned to David's van. It was easy
to scrape the wire clean. The nut on the back of the alternator was
a bit more trouble. It was hard to get at first of all, and my
wrench was a short one, not much torque. The wrench jumped off the
nut and my hand brushed against the exhaust manifold, and I got a
burn and a cut at the same time. Nate was horrified. He ran to the
side of the van and grabbed an old towel, and Nate and I took care
of my hand while David got the nut loose.
They were both full of apologies. The cut wasn't that bad
but my hand was dirty, and the blood was dissolving some of the dirt
and it stung pretty bad. Or was it the burn stinging? Nate was
playing nurse and now I noticed that he sort of sounded gay. It
turns out he had been a nurse in the Navy. I explained to David
how to weave the strands of wire around the post and then retighten
the nut.
By now Nate had stopped the bleeding, I had some Aloe Vera
gel in my van so we went to get that for the burn, it was a small
little thing. I told Nate to grab my overnight bag, it was in
there. With all the blood on my one hand we decided he should find
it. He kept pulling out all these condoms, well, I had quite a few,
you never know. We started joking, he found a red one and said it
was his favorite color. I think he knew. By the time we found the
gel and put some on my hand David had started his van already.
Now they were thanking me profusely. Nate was worried about
my hand. He insisted it needed to be washed and bandaged, would I
stop with them at the next exit, they wanted to repay my kindness. I
agreed.
There was one of those modern gas stations that sells
everything at the exit. Nate and I went into the rest room, I asked
David to get me a Snapple. In a few minutes my hand was clean as
new and Nate and I returned to their van. Inside was a fold down
bed. David was there rolling a joint. We all sat down and closed
the doors. His engine was running, the air conditioning on full
blast, finally a cold drink, Nate was wrapping gauze around my right
hand. David lit the joint.
"Have a hit Steve, thanks a lot, you're a really great guy."
"Thanks, you guys are pretty cool too, you know."
"What do you mean ?"
"Well, um, you're a couple right? I admire that."
"Oh, so you understand about that?"
"I'm gay too guys."
They both sort of looked at me for a second. I was sitting
in between them. Then they looked at each other and Nate sort of
blushed. David put his hand on my shoulder.
"You are?"
"I am what?"
"Gay"
"Yes, I'm gay, some people are, you know?"
"That's great Steve. Are you in a real hurry to get to Sacramento?"
"Um, no, not especially."
"Well then, let's have another joint, ok?"
"Sure, thanks, I mean you guys don't owe me anything, I would have
helped you even if you were straight."
Laughter mixed with the tension. We had parked off in a
corner of the lot, near the restrooms, no-one else was really
around. There were curtains on the windows. The doors were shut to
keep the cool air inside. David took off his shirt. His smooth,
almost hairless chest was a sight to behold. Just enough flesh to
cover his ribs, not an ounce of fat. Smooth skin, tan, flawless.
"Your shirt is a mess Steve."
"Yeah, I guess it is."
"Let me help you off with it."
Now Nate took off his shirt. Much nore hair, black hair,
curls, sweat, huge gobs of hair under his arms, very masculine.
His skin was much darker than David's, leathery looking, creases
evenly spaced when he sat down. My Snapple was gone, the joints
were gone, I felt very relaxed. David put his hand on my thigh.
Nate put his hand on my shoulder. David kissed me.
"Have you ever had a threeway Steve?" It was David again.
"Umm, uh, no, no I haven't."
"Do you like us?"
"Oh yes I do, you guys are fantastic."
As if on a cue somehow they both stood up and told me to lie
down and relax. David's face was right in front of mine, he kissed
me again, fully, passionately, he used his tongue. I felt hands on
my pants, my belt was being undone, it was Nate. I started to moan.
Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. Nate told me to
lift up and I did. He pulled my jeans down to my ankles, then I
felt him untying my sneakers, he took them off and slid my jeans off
as well. I had nothing on now but a pair of boxer shorts and my
socks. They were pink socks. The boxer shorts had stripes.
Nate started kissing my cock through them. David had my mouth
occupied already. Time seemed to stop.
I grabbed David's cutoffs and started massaging him. He
had no belt on, with a figure like his he did not need one. I
started to unsnap his fly. He was huge! Inside was a tight pair
of bikini briefs. I was rubbing him through the thin fabric and
he was hard already. Nate took my cock out through the fly of my
shorts. He started to lick my cock. Moaning louder now. The cool
air from the front of the van, David still kissing me, My hand on
his cock, Nate sucking me now, taking it all, I pulled David's
cutoffs down to his knees, he was kneeling beside me, the van
smelled like sex inside. Nate was going faster, I didn't want to
cum yet, I twisted around to pull my cock out of his mouth. Then
I pushed David away a second, long enough to sit up and pull him to
his feet, and finish undressing him. What a beautiful cock he had!
Now I stood up and moved over to Nate. His green shorts had
a snap in the front, and a zipper. I pulled them down. He had no
underwear on, he had an uncut cock. Longer and thicker than David's
or mine. Precum glistened around the end. I asked them if we could
all lie down on the bed, we all fit. Nate was against the paneling,
leaning on his side, facing me. Then me, and David between me and
the edge of the bed. We kissed and hugged and stroked each other
for a few minutes. I came up for breath and saw my jeans on the
floor behind David.
"Excuse me David, let me reach over here a second"
"Sure"
I fished my keyring out of my pocket. I got a condom out of
the little pouch. Laying down again now, between these two hot guys,
I reached behind me and handed the condom to Nate. He understood.
They had made a storage compartment in the wall of the van, Nate
reached in there and got something. He started to spread it on my
ass, it felt cool but his touch was warm. I was kissing David
again. Nate pressed his cock against me from behind, my favorite
position too. I pressed back against him, feeling him start to push
his way in. I pressed harder. David had his face firmly against
mine, his tongue and mine making circles in each other's mouths.
My right arm wrapped around David, pulling him closer, our chests
together now as his lover thrust deep inside me. I shook with joy.
Nate suddenly worried he was hurting me, he asked if he should stop,
I heard him clearly but I wasn't about to speak with his lover's
young face merging with mine. I reached around behind me and pulled
him tighter against me. He understood.
Kissing David was very nice but I wanted more. Nate was
nibbling on my shoulder from behind. He had his hand on my cock.
He was stroking me. David finally let me breathe for a second and
I asked him to move up. He did too, he put his crotch right in
front of my face and it wasn't there for two seconds before I had
his cock in my hand. I started to run my tongue around in circles
on the head of his cock while Nate, behind me, started pumping into
me faster and faster.
I took David into my mouth, slowly, salivating, making him
wet, until I had all of him. My nose was buried down in the pubic
hair at the base of his cock. Smell of his manhood, deep in my
throat, Nate fucking me from behind. I started to move my head up
and down on him. Faster now, bringing him close. He was moaning
and so was Nate. Suddenly David pulled away from my mouth, he
stood up.
"Steve, would you like to fuck me?"
"Yes!"
He reached over Nate and I and grabbed a condom. It felt
great as he rolled it on me. Then he lubed himself and laid down
again in front of me. Nate was still pumping away in my rear.
David eased back against me as I reached down to guide my cock into
him. I entered him slowly, but easily, not a virgin, nice ass,
nice guy, I was ready for this. I let Nate set the pace, as he
would push into me I in turn thrust deeper into David. Soon the
van was rocking side to side with the rhythm of our three bodies.
Nate couldn't take it any more, he was biting me, my shoulder, my
neck, I could feel his teeth as he went faster and faster. I paused
inside David to let Nate get his release. Each thrust he made I
pushed back against him, I wanted as much of him inside me as I
could get. Faster now, harder, biting me harder, I felt his climax
as his whole body started to shake. He stopped, but he stayed
inside me, fingers holding his condom, I turned my attention back to
David.
Reaching around David now, my hand on his cock, I started
to stroke him while fucking him hard. I licked the back of his
neck. Wetness now on the head of his cock, was it my saliva or his
precum, the smells inside that van, David's curly hair against my
nose, his small little ass taking me inside, it was all I could
take. Hard and deep, a final thrust, juice spurting out of me, then
David shot his load with me, all over the blanket, white, sticky,
lots of it too. I grabbed his right earlobe with my lips, sucking
it as I shot more and more of my cum. So deep inside him, warm,
tight. I felt Nate pulling out of me. I collapsed between them,
two gorgeous guys, hunks, men.
A few minutes passed in utter silence, then we got up, and
cleaned ourselves, we had fun handing each other various items of
clothing, joking, telling each other how good it had been. We
kissed goodbye and then they left.
I got to my sister's house right about on time.
"Hi, how was your trip?"
"Oh, wonderful, really great!"
"What do you mean ? What happened?"
I told her the story, she called me a slut. I smiled again.
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