Roadside Assistance

Ryan’s parents had always told him never pull to the side of the road to pick up strangers. “You don’t know who they are,” or, “They might try to kill you.” He’d long since internalized the sentiment and grown a bit too distant from meeting people he didn’t know. The fear of who the person might be or what they could do to him, outweighed his sense to want to help. But right now he was driving down a desolate highway and a storm was rapidly catching up to him and a biker next to him. There was no way the biker would be able to ride in this weather. 

The biker waved him down hoping that he would stop. A pit filled Ryan’s stomach but at the very least he could pull over. He pulled behind the biker into the shoulder of the road and cracked his window open. The big biker waddled back to his car on the passenger side. “Thanks buddy,” he said pulling at the handle. The door was still locked. “Mind letting me in bud?”

“Uhh… Right,” Ryan panicked fumbling as he hit the button to unlock the door. “Sorry. It’s just uhh… I’m not used to picking people up off the side of the road.”

“It’s alright buddy. No harm done,” the biker pulled his seat as far back as it could go. His tall hefty frame filled the entire seat as he sat down into it. His wide shoulders pushed his fatter arms a little into Ryan’s side of the car. He leaned the chair back and let out comfortable sigh. The rain had caught up to them. Water poured down onto Ryan’s car as sat there with this stranger in the car. “Just made it,” he smiled. “Name’s Don.”

“Err… Ryan,” Ryan grabbed his outstretched arm and shook his hand. “Nice to… Uhh… Meet you,” everything he said still sounded like a bit of a question. Ryan wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do in a situation like this. The rain was coming down even harder now and he didn’t know if he was just supposed to wait it out or drive Don to a gas station.

“Pleasure’s all mine bud,” Don said back. There was a deep chuckle in his voice. Even his hefty belly jiggled as he said it. “Might as well get comfortable… Rain doesn’t look like it’s going anywhere.” The biker pushed his seat all the way back and leaned it down. His large body spread out over the sides and his armpits raised high. “You weren’t doing plannin on goin anywhere today in a hurry right?” 

“Not really…” Ryan said. He didn’t want to be rude. Moreover he didn’t feel it necessary to comment on the smell emanating from the man next to him. It was getting a little hard to breath but Ryan didn’t dare open the window.

“Really? Young handsome buck like yerself ain’t got a girl he’s headin to?”

Ryan stifled his uncomfortable laugh. “No… No girl…”

“A guy?” Don turned his body to the side and raised an eyebrow. “Eh?” he taunted. “No shame in it.” 

Ryan wasn’t sure how the big guy was able lay on his seat like that. His bulky body was splayed out while somehow not looking a bit uncomfortable. His big belly protruded towards the manual shift in the middle while still not hitting it. “I guess… But still no guy either…”

“How come?” Don really seemed to be pushing for an answer. He waited patiently for Ryan to say something. 

In a small sheepish voice, “cause I’m not masculine enough.” 

“Ppppffftt!” Don started laughing harder. “You ain’t masculine enough? C’mon bud. Don’t kid. There’s someone out there fer everyone. Don’t gotta be all dumb about it.”

“I’m being serious!” Ryan’s face went red. He was trying to think of a defense or another reason but nothing was coming to him. The sudden embarrassment was all he could think about.

“You serious? Don’t be like that bud…” Don calmed down. His sudden outburst turned serious. “I’m just messin. ‘Sides I mean it when I say there’s someone fer everyone.”

“Yeah. Okay,” Ryan dismissed. “If I was more like you I’d probably think that too.”

Don got a grin on his face. “What was that?” he poked Ryan’s side.

“Nothing. Never mind. It was nothing.”

“Oh? It was nothing? Cause to me it sounded like you see something you like…” Don goaded. He shimmied his body in the seat getting himself even more comfortable. Now Ryan forced his eyes forward. His body went stiff as he tried to ignore his growing erection. “C’mon buddy. You can be honest with me.” Don was starting to play with himself a little more. He ran his hands over his sizable gut and up and down his chest. 

The car was really getting stuffy. It was getting harder for Ryan to think straight. His eyes kept drifting over to big body next to him. “FINE! I think you’re really hot! But I’m not big and tough like you. I just wish I could be! Okay?” he shouted and then crossed his arms. His face went red again as he realized what he’d just said. “I’m sorry… Don’t tell anyone…”

“Tell anyone? Who’s there to tell?” Don’s hand landed on his shoulder and rubbed back and forth. A calm feeling washed over Ryan’s body. “It’s alright bud. No one to tell.” He undid his belt buckle and unbuttoned his pants. 

“What are you…?” Ryan was falling into a bit of a haze. The smell and heat was overtaking him. Don’s pants and underwear was around his ankles. His thick dick pointed out from under his belly. 

“Shhh… It’s alright bud. Just give into what you want,” Don said. “It’s something you want right?”

“Uh-huh…” Ryan grunted stupidly. His mind could only think about that dick pointing directly at him. He wanted it so badly. It was all he could think about. He unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over onto Don. He’d never done anything like this before. Opening his mouth he just pushed it inside. 

Don just grinned. His body leaned deeper into the car seat. “That’s it bud. Give into your desires… What do you want…?” Don’s hand went to the back of Ryan’s head, nearly engulfing it. He could feel Ryan’s desire to please his partner growing. With each bob the nineteen year old was learning just a little more. Don could feel his desires starting to surface.

Ryan was too inebriated by the smell in his car to realize he didn’t know much of anything about the man in the car with him. He could feel the cock fill his mouth but it felt pleasant. He always scolded himself for wanting to be with other guys. When Don asked him what he wanted that was his first thought, ‘I want to be comfortable with other guys.’ The feeling washed over him. He could feel better about what he was doing right now. He didn’t really care. Somehow, pleasing Don meant he was also pleasing himself. 

The longer he sucked the more he was able to think. Thoughts about what he felt was inadequate rushed through his mind. He wanted to be big. He’d always thought about the jocks. They’d picked on him and made him feel like shit. But he still wanted to be like them. Not in personality but in body. He’d have to work out like them. But to have a body like that he’d be fine with it. He’d go to the gym and push himself.

His body reacted to the thoughts. The desire to get bigger was channeling through his body. His shoulders pushed out while his arms bulked up. The small guy was rapidly putting on more weight as he continued to suck. His clothes filled with muscle but started to shift to something else. Spending so much time in the gym had gotten him to want to wear sleeveless shirts. They showed his arms off way better than anything with sleeves ever could. 

Another thought shot through his head. He wanted to be more masculine. Not just bigger but more of a ‘man’. He’d always told himself he needed to be tough. He needed to be strong. He needed to play sports and rough around with the other guys. Something he’d always been afraid to do. He’d thought they’d make fun of him. Put him down. But if he was more like them he could dish it right back. Their insults didn’t hurt him the same way. If anything they made him laugh. Making fun of each other was more of a game. 

Don grinned as he felt the young man changing underneath him. He could feel his old future being dragged away from him for something far more desirable. His body was absorbing his previous future. The average life drained away from the young man’s body and filled him up. Don could feel his belly getting bigger as Ryan’s desires changed him even more. The feeling was amazing. Easily as good as the best blow jobs he’d ever received. His body jerked and he came deep into Ryan’s mouth.

Ryan greedily drank the cum being shot deep inside him. He rose up from Don’s lap and wiped his mouth. A short scruffy beard filled his face. “Don’t normally do that,” he grinned. There was a gruffness in his voice demanding respect. “You better have liked that.” He gave Don a light punch to the arm and pulled his sunglasses back onto his face. His backwards cap showed he knew to have a little bit of fun. 

“Don’t worry, you did great,” Don leaned up in the chair. His big body filled the small car even more. He noticed some trash around his feet. Empty workout supplements littered Ryan’s car. 

Ryan tried to turn the car on to let some of the smell of their sweaty bodies out. He twisted the key but it wouldn’t start. “Damn thing…”

“Don’t worry about it bud. Looks like someone’s here to help.” Don grinned as a sports car stopped behind them.