Jason and John quickly made it to John's car. The first thing Jason noticed was how fancy it was, being one of the more luxurious brands. “No need to say it, it's a nice ride, I know,” John blurted out, “trunk's unlocked, go dump our shit in.” Jason followed the instructions without hesitation, grabbing both his and John's bags.
He opened the trunk, before being assaulted by the stench of dry sweat and precum, thanks to John's dirty gym clothes piling up in the trunk. Jason placed the bags inside, bending his back as he pushed everything further inside except for the book, which he kept in his pocket. As he lifted himself back up, he felt something thick bump into his ass. Two hands went under his shirt as it got pushed off of him, “you won't need that for the ride, little white boy,” John's voice rumbled behind him. Jason had no time to register anything before his pecs were massaged roughly. “Fuck, I've never seen a white guy I wanted to fuckin' pound so bad.,” John cooed from behind him. “Wi-will it ev-even fit?” Jason stammered out with John pushing his meat against his muscled ass, his own cock pretty much steel hard. The giant man leaned into him, clutching his pecs and biting his ear before whispering lustfully, “I'll make sure it does, even if it takes me days.”
Jason blushed as his hard cock throbbed. Was John making him his plaything? Lost in his thoughts he realized John's chest hair brushing against his back as a large sweaty piece of clothing landed on both of their bags. John had had time to remove his tank top before Jason even noticed he'd stopped caressing his pecs. Jason's torso was pulled back upright by one of John's thick hands, the other used to lower the trunk hatch. Less than a second later, Jason was sandwiched between John's bulky frame and his car's.
“Johnnnn... Fuck, I-” Jason was cut off by a slight breeze hitting the root of his dick, before he felt a calloused hand gripping his shaft. Stroking began. “You're so-” John humped Jason, pushing him on his car, jerking the shorter man. “Fuckin' hot-” John continued, “you're gonna- enjoy this- so much-.” Balls churning, Jason couldn't help moaning, “I will- Yeah, fuck- I will.” John let go of Jason's cock, before digging his fingers into his own thick foreskin. Coating his meaty digits in sticky precum, he brought them to Jason's mouth, who eagerly started sucking on the salty lube. “Good bitch, girls tend to hate that,” John blurted out, grinning, “yeah boy, get right in there, eat it all.” Slurping on the fingers invading him, Jason groaned as he savored the taste, using his tongue to greedily lap all of John's precum. His fingers clean, John playfully groped and shook Jason's pecs. “Alright get in the car sweet cheeks,” he let out, before teasing Jason with a slap on the ass.
Getting into the driver's seat, John took off his gym shorts, airing out his half-mast cock, massive balls and hairy crotch before Jason entered the car. Jason meanwhile was still riding a high, despite not having cum yet. He slowly made his way to the passenger door as John started the car. He made it in, sitting down as he looked around the car, noticing used condoms on the ground by his feet, and bottles of lube in the door's cup holder. He barely had time to lean back into his seat and close his door that John held his chin with one hand, kissing him on the lips. Jason shut the door as the Chinese behemoth forced his tongue in his mouth. Unknowingly to Jason, John swiftly took what he thought to be his new plaything's phone away, throwing it into his own door's storage. Jason moaned against John's mouth, letting himself fall deeper into the clutches of this wet dream of a hunk. After a few minutes of making out, John pulled himself away from his new toy, “keep the shorts on, you'll have to fill 'er up on the way home.”
Jason leaned back into his seat, admiring John as he started driving from the gym. “Fuck, shortie,” John lamented as he took a turn, “seeing you enter the gym had me so boned up I swear.” He put his right hand on Jason's thigh, “you just have this massive 'plow me' vibe, y'know?” Jason blushed, “if- well if you say so... Well when you and your brother came over I just... Fuck,” he said as he held onto John's arm, “I just felt so warm, like you just radiated sex or something.” John moved his hand into Jason's shorts, groping and massaging the shorter man's inner leg. “Yeah, I get that a lot,” John chuckled as he rubbed Jason's quads, inching towards his package. “Fuck man, you've got some good balls down there too, shit,” John let out as he fondled Jason, “you're gonna be the most hung white bitch I fuck dude.” Jason kissed John's bicep repeatedly “yeah, but not- as big- as yours.” He smiled at the large man, who replied laughing, “I'm not naked for nothing, touch mine, make the trip fun I know you want to.”
John's bush was unkempt. His thick jungle of pubes led to the girthy root of his fuckstick. Heavy as it was, his grapefruit-sized balls were pushed against his tree-trunk legs. Jason moved his hands around, massaging John's tool as the titan did his balls. He could hear precum dripping onto the floor on the driver side, musk filling the air of the closed car. “John, holy fuck it feels so-” “Superior, I know, bitchboy. It's a Lee cock after all,” John interrupted, smugly reminding Jason of his place, “stroke it.” Obeying, Jason started holding John's cock with two hands, realizing he was leaning so intensely, he had moved under John's arm, and could now smell his musky armpit. John was still fondling him, speeding his movements up. Jason followed suit, stroking John faster, the half-hard behemoth's cockhead slowly peeking out of the thick foreskin. “Fuck, right as we make it to the gas station,” John bemoaned as he slowed the car down. “Be a dear and go fill the tank, I'll wait here,” he tasked Jason, removing his hand from the smaller man's pants. “Alright,” Jason let out softly, “full or-?” “Full. Premium. And bring your wallet, it's on you- But first,” John darkly said before grabbing his cock and the back of Jason's head, “just so you don't forget what's next.” John rubbed his moist cockhead on Jason's face, smearing precum all over it, “it better be there when you get back.”
Looking up with a dim smile, Jason nodded, “yeah, fuck, okay, I'll try not to lick it.” “Attaboy, now go, you're makin' me wait,” John shooed him out of the car.