Strangers on the Northway SeXStoRY

New York's route 87 isn't a very busy highway, even on holiday weekends. It's especially empty late on a Friday night. I was alone, and had driven from southern Connecticut almost non-stop. By the time I came upon the Clifton Park rest area I had to piss, but I decided to pass it by and hold on for the next 25 miles. I'd stop at the Glens Falls rest area; holding my piss helped keep me awake, and it made my dick hard; I always like feeling a little horny. When I pulled into the Glens Falls rest stop only one other car was there, not even a trucker. I walked into the mens room and noticed that one of the two stalls was in use. Sometimes that's a good thing for a horny guy who's alone, so even though I only had to piss, I took the empty stall. Pants down, sitting on the pot, I tapped my foot a few times to see if he would recognize the signal. He did. Before I knew it we were walking to the woods in back of the building. He was an average guy, maybe 40 years old, jeans and a sweatshirt. We found a spot and he dropped to his knees and undid my pants. He took my dick into his mouth and started to work. He was good, my dick grew hard as a rock almost immediately as his soft tongue and lips worked around my shaft and head. He sucked at a steady pace without stopping or changing up, and it wasn't long before I had thrown my head back and was moaning with my teeth clenched, trying like hell to keep from cumming so it would it last. When I finally did cum he slurped it as if he hadn't eaten in days, and when he was satisfied we traded places. I took it a little slower than he did, easing his pants and boxers down slowly to reveal his stiff cock. It was nice; long and slender with soft, bulging veins and it was uncut, with his foreskin hiding what looked like an oversized head. I stroked it gently with one hand and fondled his balls with the other. Licked my lips and started working them against the base of his shaft. Pausing now and then to let him relax, I alternated between working his shaft and enveloping his entire cock with my mouth. He liked that the best, judging by the way he moaned. When I had become so aroused that I need to taste his spew, I pulled his foreskin all the way back and wrapped my lips around his head. Slowly sliding over the most sensitive spots, and moving my tongue along him behind my lips, it was only a few moments before he stiffened, groaned and spilled into my mouth. His hot juices filled the back of my mouth and I eagerly took it in. We looked at each other briefly and pulled our pants on, then I followed him to the parking lot and we left without ever saying one word to each other. I sat in my car for few minutes after he left, barely satisfied and now hungry for more sweet, stiff cock. I wondered if I should stay for a while and see if another horny driver might pull in, or maybe a trucker who might let me suck him dry, but I decided that I needed to get back on the road. Maybe next time I'll give myself more time to linger...