College days impulse. I had a job working at a local restaurant a couple of days a week. One of my duties was carrying out the garbage to the dumpster in the back.
Next to the dumpster was an area sometimes used by people to park. That night, it was dark back there, I heard something and I walked over a bit and saw two men going at it beside a car. Heavy necking and kissing. Then one of the guys started to open up the pants of the other guy and got down to suck him. The other guy, standing, held the head of the other guy and let him suck.
Then the guy giving the blowjob stood up, and opening up his pants, walked over to the trunk of the car and pushed his pants down and leaned over and the other guy got behind him and fucked him. I watched until it was all over and they pulled up their pants and left.
I was nervous the rest of the night. When I got off I had to go see the spot where the two guys got off. The car was still there, the ground was messed up, and I had to know, it overcame me, what did it feel like waiting for the other guy. I got my pants down to my ankles and in the cool air of the night I leaned over the back of the car. The cool air blowing up the crack of my ass. This feeling of expectation I had never had. All I needed was a man to come by.
I went home and played with myself. It was a lot of days later, several weeks for sure, before I saw that car again. After work I went and dropped my pants and took the position across the trunk. This time a man came out of the business and saw me there. I closed my eyes. He came over and looked at me, and walked back around and dropped his pants and he went in all the way.
It was my first time. People talk about the best sex of their life. For me that night was it. I have never really been able to replicate the feeling of that man behind me that night.
