I was working during the uni holidays in a factory, nothing out of the ordinary and  after the normal Friday early knock off me and the other temps would go for a few beers at a nearby pub. I would then start to walk the 5 miles back to my parents village and hope to hitch a ride. 

That July it was a sweltering hot afternoon and with my overalls top down and tied round my waist I set off for home. I had been walking about a mile and was thinking I would have to go the whole way when a car pulled over just in front of me. When i reached it and looked in I saw it was Gary the Stores Supervisor. Now Gary was openly gay, very funny and camp. All of us temps used to flirt and cruelly tease him and tell him stuff like I bet he wishes it was our cocks he was sucking when we pulled a girl that weekend.

I got in the car thankful to get out of the sun and thanked Gary for stopping for me. Once in we set off but after about 1/2 a mile he put his hand on my thigh and gave it a squeeze and left it there. "What are you doing?" I blurted out but at the same time made no attempt to move it. He then slowed the car to the side of the road still with his hand on my thigh.

Gary was a bit older, maybe 28 or so, and as he stopped the car he looked at me and said, "No such thing as a free ride, you can get out here or you can give me something for the lift home.".

I was in a state of shock but his hand was still on my thigh and my cock was stiffening at the feel of his hand. I had never done anything with a guy before and was sitting there frozen for what seemed an age but was really only a few seconds as I felt my cock get harder than it ever had before. "Well?" he asked and I could not get out a reply but made no effort to get out. With that he decided that I had made my mind up and moved his hand to work the gears as he pulled away. He then started talking about me and the other student temps, mocking us for being so brave as a group but how he had been the first guy to take what seemed like nearly half of the other guys and how we were all such cock hungry bitches at the end of it all.

My cock was really straining at that point and I wanted to release it but also felt that if he carried on talking like he was telling me how he had played with some of my workmates I was going to just come without touching. Never had I felt such intense feelings without more physical contact.

We were about a mile from my village when he turned off down a small side road. He pulled into a farm track just off the road and asked how I was going to pay for my lift home. I then moved for probably the first time since I got in the car and moved my hand to his thigh as he suddenly pulled my head to his and started to kiss me. I was stunned and did not respond but, also did not move away as he tried to force his tongue into my mouth. He broke off and then guided my hand to his cock which I could feel bulging through his jeans.

At the same time he ran his hand up my thigh and over to my crotch where me cock was desperate for escape. "Enjoying this are we?" he whispered and then told me that I was going to be a good boy and suck on his cock as thanks for my ride home. He unbuckled his belt  and his cock, maybe 6-7 inches, was at full attention, he was completely hairless and had a first drop of precum. Never before had I seen an erect penis other than my own except on porn films and I was in a world where my body was now acting on order. I bent down and slowly opened my mouth to taste his cock. My first sensation was the taste of his precum, super sweet and the smell from where he had been working all day in the hot weather. But it was a clean smell and not unpleasant. His head was in my mouth now and I started to bob my head up and down like they do in movies, my own erection cruelly caught up in my overalls and getting bent and a little bit painful. He was making some nice noises and giving words of encouragement but then asked me to stop. "Let's get out of the car so you can really take my cock" he said. There were never any cars down this road and we were parked off it, but I was not thinking about that at the time, in my mind was just his cock and wanting to carry on sucking it.

We got out of the car and he told me to take off my overalls and tshirt. Oh it was so nice as my cock now only in my boxers was able to spring free. Gary pulled down his jeans but remarked at how much I had leaked in my boxers and asked me if I was sure I was not really gay. I did not speak back but got on my knees and he fed me his cock again and I tried to get it all the way but kept gagging. He told me to relax and held my head and slowly started to move in and out and each time he hit my gag reflex he would pause until all of a sudden it went in and through and I was taking him all. I don't know why at the time but I felt a sense of pride that I was able to do this. Then he started to speed up his thrusts and held my hair as he face fucked me while talking dirty, then suddenly he pulled out and shot his seed over my face. It seemed to never end and hit my forehead, cheeks, and some in my still open mouth. Oh the taste was amazing, not like anything I had before and for some reason I thought this was mine, my reward for a good job and when he finished I started to wipe what was on my face into my mouth.

I then felt down for my cock and he told me to play as he wanted to watch. I pulled down my soaking boxers and literally came on my first touch, the most intense orgasm as I stood in the field, naked in front of a guy in my first experience with another man. I looked up and he had his jeans on and was getting back in the car, I picked mine up and got my boxers and shirt on before we drove off. We did not go straight back to my house but drove around for 30 minutes or so while he asked me about the experience. I opened up about the intensity and he said I should try more and should try to find out which other of the temps were now game for experiments. He dropped me off and I spent the rest of the weekend practically non-stop wanking and thinking of what next I wanted to try.