I had said "Yes" to him but deep down inside I was scared, I didn't know what to expect the next day. Well, this went on for a couple of weeks, before he announced that tomorrow, he would take me to his place before driving me home.
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The next night, he was there again, I wasn't sure whether or not I should take a ride from him or not, but, I decided, why not, I liked the way he made me and my cock feel. He had been kind and soft with his cock massaging, and, in no time I was hard, and I started to feel even better, it felt good. I was scared, I had no way of avoiding him, he was bigger than I was, and I couldn't jump out of the car, the car was moving, so I did nothing, I just let him play with my cock through my jeans, I had no choice, I figured it was either that or risk getting killed by jumping out. He had picked me up near the school where I hitched almost every night in order to get home, started to drive off with me, and after about five minutes of talking, put his hand on my crotch. Terry was a man in his mid thirties, business-man looking with suit and tie, fancy car, and not a bad looking guy.
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I had been used to taking rides from strangers by the time I had been picked up by Terry. I had lived five miles from my junior high-school, so I had to rely a lot on the local public transportation system, which was slow and to often infrequent for the bus I needed to get home, so I hitch-hiked a lot. I was not your typical kid at that age, girls really didn't turn me on, and, I had never though about boys.