A literotic sexstories: Road Guard by Nightowly ,
An “at work” story that’s just a little different
Road Guard by Nightowly 2021
In a younger, randier life it didn’t take much for me to swell to embarrassment. Hell, as teenager boys are, sometimes it took nuthin!
I was working with an asphalt crew, paving city streets. Wrapping up for the day included cleaning the paver and tools, maintenance, and keeping people off the hot asphalt until it had cooled enough to withstand the traffic. As the new laborer with the lowest pay (16), I was often chosen for this.
One of these evenings, as dusk was settling, I was parked crossways at the end of the subdivision, blocking off the road. Sometimes this took a couple of hours. Sitting there in the summer heat with my door open, crossways on the edge of the seat, I was talking to two of the neighborhood girls who were curious. They were asking a lot of questions, and generally pestering me.
Like most of the crew, I was shirtless. The girls were similarly dressed for summer, with thin blouses and shorts.
I thought at first that this wouldn’t be long, but the bolder of the two took several opportunities to crowd me, rubbing either her hip or ass into crotch as she turned to leave. Each time, the bulge in my jeans would grow.
Then she’d go to the other girl and whisper to her, while that girl looked over her at me. About every 3rd or 4th time, the second girl would gather the courage to follow her lead and also come over to talk to me in very close quarters, and rub me as she turned to leave.
This went on for over an hour, my dick growing, then shrinking, then growing again as the girls got bolder & bolder and became pretty obvious about watching my crotch. Me…I was just trying to be nice and stay out of trouble by not pissing them off, and not encouraging them. Holing up in the un-air-conditioned pickup was not an option.
Eventually darkness and supper forced the shy red headed girl to leave, leaving the blonde who said she would be right behind her. As soon as Red left, Blondie approached me head on, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me full on the lips while rubbing her flat chest on mine and the front of her thin shorts into my bursting crotch. I have to admit, when I saw it coming, I widened my knees and scooted forward some.
I hugged her into me firmly, but only so long as she wanted to be there. My hands pushed on her bum to increase the pressure even more.
She broke off and I reached under my waistband to rearrange my dick so it had some breathing room; “I need to go, but can I see it before I do?”
“See what?”
“You know, your … cock.”
“You’re very nice, and I like you, but if I did that I would likely be in a lot of trouble and lose my job. We’re not supposed to do these things at work.”
“I’ll never tell. And I don’t even know your name. But I want to see if it’s like my brother’s. Please? I promise I won’t ever, ever tell anyone.”
“That’s your honest promise, right?”
“Yes.”
“Swear?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, then.”
I didn’t do anything.
“Well?”
“Well, you gotta go get it if you want to see it.”
Nervous, now. Not so sure she wants to do this. But looking at her face I see that she’s thinking she might be missing an opportunity that might not come back for awhile…
“What do I do?”
“Unbuckle my belt.”
She hesitantly reached up and slowly unbuckled my belt.
“Unsnap the top of my jeans.”
More surely now, she reached up and unsnapped my jeans.
“Very slowly, pull my zipper down all the way.”
Hesitation here. Looked at me…Then reached up again and pressed her whole body into me in a more forceful kiss full on the lips with a tight hug. Separating, she hesitantly pulled my zipper down.
“Pull back the edges.”
Again, the hesitation, but she did it.
“You still sure you want to do this?”
“………yes……”
“And you’ve promised to tell nobody, right?”
“Yes.”
“Now you have to reach into the front flap of my underwear and grab it and pull it all the way out.”
Her head jerked up from looking at the bulge in my underwear to look me in the eye. “But I just wanted to SEE it.”
“That’s the only way you’re going to see it, Sweety. You have to reach in and bring it out. But I promise you, when your hand is on it, it’ll grow even more, and I’m sure you want to see that, too.”
“Okay.” Her little hand reached in, finding my dick, and pulled it out. And as she did it grew more than even before with the freedom and the touch of a pretty girl.
She looked entranced as my cock bounced rigid in her hand. She gripped it tightly a little longer than I thought she would, but soon let it go. There it stood vertically and proudly out in the open while I deliberately made it bounce up and down. Luckily, we were still shielded by the pickup door and her standing in the door opening. The darkness was a big help, too.
“My hand is sticky.”
“Well that sometimes happens. It’s normal…it’s not pee, and it won’t hurt you…here wipe it on my jeans.”
She stood there a while, totally engrossed in my engorged member.
“That’s not quite like my brother’s.”
“Is he your little brother?”
“Yes.”
“Well, we’re all different. And his will change as he grows. If you do this to him when he’s ready for you to, it might look more like this.”
“Do you want to touch it more? It would feel really good for me and I could show you a couple more things.”
“I don’t think so, it’s time for me to go.”
“Well, thank you, Sweety. I’ve enjoyed our time together.”
And off she bounded into the night.
I lost my cover, and it was time to go, so I packed Dick into his man cave and drove home to my supper and my mom & dad.
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