*My first post, pls give feedback.*
At midnight, Marcus sped down the empty road at top speed. Evan was in the passenger seat looking pretty. His head was tipped back, the dashboard lights glowing on his exposed neck. His skin was soft and smooth. Marcus imagined pressing his lips to Evan’s throat, imagined how warm it would feel. He felt his dick twitch in his pants. All his muscles were tense. He pressed on the gas pedal.
Evan was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, fit for the humid summer night. Marcus’s slender hand strayed from the gear shift to Evan’s knee. Evan let out a little gasp and his legs fell open. Marcus inched his hand up the inside of Evan’s thigh and rubbed his thumb on the bare skin below Evan’s shorts. He felt Evan shudder with want beneath his palm. He kept his other hand wrapped tightly around the steering wheel, knuckles white. The car swerved, spewing gravel, tires spinning against dirt.
Evan rolled his hips forward into Marcus’s hand. He was getting turned on by this. He took Marcus’s hand by the wrist and pressed it against the hardening line of his dick. Marcus grinned viciously, the line of his mouth separating harshly. He felt Evan’s cock through his shorts roughly and Evan let out a cracked moan. Marcus pulled the steering wheel back and forth, making the car rock and crunch the gravel at the edges of the road’s shoulder.
Evan groaned, feeling the car’s motion beneath him. He sat up straighter and leaned over, across the center console, into Marcus’s space. He kissed his neck and jawline, feeling it clench and unclench as he drove. He bit at Marcus’s ear and whispered fiercely, “I need you.”
“I know,” Marcus breathed. “Just hold on.”
Evan whimpered and sat back restlessly in the passenger seat. As Marcus skidded to a stop at the very end of the abandoned road, Evan braced his hands against the door and the dashboard. Before the car had stopped, Evan was in his space again, biting his neck and ear. Marcus reached down and pulled the lever that sent the driver’s seat shooting back, making room for Evan to clamor over the center console and sit in Marcus’s lap.
He kissed him desperately, breathlessly, hands on his chest. He straddled Marcus’s lap, a knee on either side of his hips. He pushed up until he was taller than Marcus. His head brushed the ceiling of the car, but he barely noticed. He kissed Marcus with teeth and tongue, with breaths escaping at every opportunity.
Marcus’s hands were on his ass, pulling him closer. Evan ducked down and kissed Marcus under his jaw, biting at the hot skin.
Marcus panted with his neck bent back, face to the ceiling of the car. He breathed, “Does driving like that make you horny?”
“Yes,” he gasped. “Does it turn you on, too?”
“Only when you’re in the passenger seat, baby.”
Evan kissed him hard at that. He began to mindlessly thrust his hips, seeking friction.
Marcus asked, “Do you like when I call you baby?”
Evan replied by kissing his chin and then his throat.
“Tell me,” Marcus ordered, his hand finding Evan’s groin again. He squeezed Evan’s cock through his shorts and felt it was tremendously hard.
Evan gasped at Marcus’s touch and thrust his hips forward, loving the feeling. His eyes fluttered shut, lost in the pleasure. He moaned, “Yes, I’m your baby.”
Marcus whispered, “Baby, do you want me right now?”
Evan nodded eagerly.
Marcus was still massaging Evan’s dick through the fabric. “Tell me how much.”
“I want you so bad, Marcus,” Evan said, voice strained, begging. He rubbed his crotch aimlessly against the pressure of Marcus’s hand. “I need you,” he whimpered.
Marcus unzipped the front of Evan’s shorts. He was afraid if he teased Evan any longer he would make a mess of his underwear. Marcus pressed his lips against the shell of Evan’s ear and whispered hoarsely, “Need me to do what?”
“I need you to fuck me,” Evan said desperately. “Please.”
Marcus’s fingers dipped into Evan’s waistband, brushing the soft skin of Evan’s belly. Roughly, he pulled his shorts and underwear down. Evan’s pretty piece was exposed for Marcus to handle as he pleased. Marcus wrapped a fist around it and began stroking Evan slow and firm like how he knew he liked it. Evan’s throat let out a groan and he rolled his hips in response to Marcus’s touch.
Marcus hissed, “Show me, baby. Show me how much you need it.”
Evan whimpered pathetically and kissed Marcus, mouth open, breathy. He dragged his mouth across Marcus’s and moaned loud and filthy into the stale air of the car, breathing hard, muscles straining. Marcus twisted his hand around Evan’s throbbing dick.
He begged, “Marcus — God, I’m so hard. Ah — Marcus, fuck me, please —”
Marcus rubbed the pad of his thumb into the top of Evan’s head, slicking it with precum.
Evan seemed to be unmade by this. His begging words degenerated into mindless whimpers. Marcus’s own cock was throbbing in his pants. The sight of Evan with his eyes screwed shut with pleasure, bucking his hips into Marcus’s hand, made Marcus go wild.
“Baby, you look so good,” Marcus told Evan, grabbing his butt with his free hand. “You’d look so pretty in my backseat. Would you get in my backseat, baby?”
Evan nodded, face red with heat. Obediently, he climbed off Marcus’s lap and into the backseat. He sat there, legs spread, dick standing upright in the air. His lips were parted, he was panting. He met Marcus’s eyes and Marcus saw a look of pure arousal in his huge pupils. Evan mouthed a word at Marcus, *Please.*
Marcus got out the driver’s side door and opened the back door to get in with Evan. Evan tried to mount Marcus again but Marcus shoved him back into the seat. Evan let out a little cry but he was still looking at Marcus, expectantly. His body looked delicate and soft. Evan begged, “I need you inside me.”
“Yeah, baby?” Marcus asked, undoing his belt.
Evan moved closer. “I want to feel your cock inside me. Don’t you want to fuck me?”
Marcus unzipped his pants but didn’t take out his dick yet. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Evan obeyed and Marcus knelt behind him. Marcus dug his fingers into the waistband of Evan’s shorts and pulled them down to expose his ass.
The only thing Evan felt was the rock of the car as Marcus positioned himself behind him. A second later, he felt Marcus’s fingers, slick with lube he’d procured from somewhere, push inside him. He groaned loudly, and Marcus said, “Shh, you can do it, baby.”
Evan tried to stifle his moan with his hand but Marcus’s fingers felt so good inside him it was hard to shut himself up. He still groaned as Marcus pulled them out of him.
“Are you ready? Relax, babe. I can’t take care of you until you relax.”
Evan nodded and forced his muscles to release. That was when Marcus pushed his dick inside him, slow and steady. Evan moaned and he heard Marcus grunt, too, as he pushed in and pulled back out. The slick sound of Marcus’s cock sliding in and out of him filled Evan’s ears. It felt so unbelievably good.
Marcus thrust his hips forward and forced his dick deep inside Evan. Evan whimpered with pleasure. Marcus asked, “Do you like how my cock feels?”
Evan moaned, *”Yeah.”*
Marcus started picking up speed after a few thrusts. Evan panted and moaned and let Marcus tug his hips back and forth against him. He pushed himself deeper and deeper with every stroke. Evan begged, “Harder, Marcus — please —”
Marcus obliged, thrusting with more force, rocking Evan and the car alike. He asked, “What else, baby? What do you need?”
“Faster,” Evan pleaded.
Marcus tugged their bodies together faster and faster. Evan’s muscles were screaming but it felt so good to have Marcus inside him like this.
“What else, Ev?”
“Keep going,” he said between gasps. “Don’t stop, Marcus — please don’t stop — keep going —”
“Don’t come yet, babe — I’m almost there —”
Marcus’s movement grew sporadic, he made each thrust of his hips longer and deeper.
Evan had dissolved into, “Marcus — oh my God, don’t stop, don’t stop —”
Evan’s hand slapped against the car door in front of him, then slid up to the window. The surface of the cold glass was coated in condensation, fogged up by the heat they’d generated inside. He came hard, the jolt of it running through his whole body, seizing him. Cum splattered the leather seat. He couldn’t breathe again until Marcus came too, deep inside him, with a string of curse words. “Fuck — yeah — you like that — don’t you? — God, you feel so good — just a bit longer, baby — hold on for me — you can do it, baby — I’m almost there — yeah —”
Marcus pulled out of Evan with a slick, filthy sound that filled the car along with Evan’s groan. He collapsed in the seat, sweating through his shirt, hair wet on his forehead. Evan was soaked with sweat, too. He carefully pulled up his boxers and jeans before settling next to Marcus.
Marcus smoothed his hair off his forehead and kissed his hot face and lips softly. “Thank you, baby. You were incredible. It was so good.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fgorx8/does_driving_like_that_make_you_horny_mm_car_sex