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EncounterLord I never figured that I would miss that old hick town that I'd escaped from. Nor did I figure that I'd wind up in a place on the frozen tundra of some Mid-western state. Music got me into school, the program at Blue Mountain was second to none, and I was doing well. Having expanded my studies to include finance I'd have that to fall back on if music didn't work out. While my music scholarship got me in I still had to hustle for money to eat and another things. Working at the Library helped me make a little spending money, but it meant being out late and late is when the temperatures dropped like an anchor in the deep. Low temps were bad enough, throw in the wind and, well you get an idea why I called the place a frozen tundra. The Trifecta of winter misery was as I was about to find out, snow. It was a little later than usual when I was able to get out of the Library, Friday night getting close to mid-term testing people eschewed partying for a bit more study time. Plainly stated more folks in the Library took longer to clean up after. I was a payday away from buying a parka that would be any real protection against the elements around here. Taking the shortest path to my dorm I crossed the Parking Lot behind the Library, there would be a path behind there almost directly to my dorm, but it was still a long haul. It didn't take long for me to notice the inadequaecy of my wardrobe. As I cleared the parking lot a gust of wind made me stop and huddle down against it and the blowing snow. A car exiting the Lot pulled up beside me and someone rolled down the window.*quot;Hey Reggie want a ride to the Dorms?, Looking into the car I could see Professor Ardmore at the wheel. Hell, he didn't have to ask me twice, almost before the sound of the question left the air I'd opened the door and slipped into the car. The warmth was enveloping and very, very welcomed. He laughed, *quot;bit cold out there isn't it? he said with a laugh. Damn toot'n I replied, and we laughed together. As we pulled out of the lot he asked, Do you mind if we stop at the gas station before I take you home?, I need to pick up a few things first. Actually, I prefer sitting in the warmth for now I replied, so no I don't mind. As the wind picked up so did the snow, I'd seen snow before, but nothing like this, it was wet and kinda stung when it hit you. Windows coated quickly and even on the roads it caused vehicles to slide like a penguin on ice. The town isn't very big, and the only gas station we could find open was near the Interstate as canlı bahis we pulled in I could see several vehicles clustered around the attached diner/convenience store. The roads had deteriorated in the few minutes it took to get across town so much that we almost slid into the diner as we pulled in.That was closer than I'd planned for said the professor, as we relaxed after our little adventure. As we walked into the diner area a couple of truckers sitting near the window looked up at us, 'thought you fellas was gonna make a new door for a second there, said one of the men with a smirk.' Sorry bout that said Ardmore, tought we'd screwed the pooch there myself.'Where's the men's room I asked the guy behind the counter, he gave me a sour look and nodded towards a hallway. Thanks I mumbled and went down the hallway. There was a sign on the wall that said Showers and I stopped in what looked like a locker room where truckers could *quot;refresh*quot; while on the road. A shower was running as I stood there and I moved towards the sound of the water and found the toilets across from the showers. As I was taking a whiz, someone came out of the shower, I felt him step up to the urinal beside me and was surprised to see he was buck naked dripping water on the floor.He was a big guy, he looked down at me and glanced at my equipment smiling all the time. He was humming a nondescript tune as he *quot;went*quot; putting out a real forceful stream. I glanced down as well, *quot;sweet Lord*quot; I thought to myself, did I mention he was a *quot;big guy?' He had about eight inches of semi flaccid penis that looked like a medium fire hose. *quot;Yeah. it's impressive isn't it?, he said with a broad smile. His directness in addressing the situation caught me off guard, his smile got broader and he turned from the urinal towards me as I stepped away. Hey man you leave'n he said, holding his hose in one hand and his bath towel raised like a flag in the other. Hell I've shown you mine ain't ya go'n show me yours? I stood back near the entrance still work'n on closing my zipper. I swear, that was one humongous piece of meat he had there. For seconds I stared at it while he stood with an amused look on his face. *quot;C'mere he said lowering his voice to a whisper, yeah c'mon over here. I'll let you touch it.' I swear it had gotten bigger as I watched, and was harder and quite rigid. He smiled with a know you want it attitude, (and I have to say I did) I took a hesitant step toward him, then stopped and shook my head. *quot;Sorry I said, my ride is expecting me any bahis siteleri moment. Really? he says, as I turn to go, I have my hand on the door, and he says those magic words, 'I'll let you touch it.' I froze, touch it I thought, I looked at him standing there big smile, bigger...I have to go, I say weakly, and he works his phallus in a big circle, waving at it, Flexing those hips, that big ole...I'm half way across the room to where he's standing, his smile getting bigger as I close the distance between us. Slowly, ever so slowly I reach out, my eyes fixed on it, it seems to flex as it lay in his open palm throbbing with each breath, each beat of his heart.It was extremely warm to the touch, he took his hand away, I glanced up at him, he nodded his approval, 'Damn says I and I put my other hand around it as well. I'm not very big, no more than 135 soaking wet, so my hands aren't that big, but there was enough left over for another of my hands. Without thinking about it I stoked it, once, twice and felt the big guy flex his hips stroking himself in my hands. 'Go ahead he said, taste it, I glanced at his face, big boned rugged, the traces of a beard stubble evident. I glanced down, there was pre-cum bubbling out of the head, 'taste it, said in that whisper, go ahead. Stepping in front of him, I bent down and licked the head. A hint of sweetness, he sucked in a little more air at the touch of my tongue. Another stroke and as the bubble formed I puckered my lips and covered what I could of the head, this time I took in more of the head, I felt his hands on my shoulders and he pushed me to my knees. I didn't break contact, but sucked more of that enormous head into my mouth. It took a bit but I got the whole of that head into my mouth, I didn't think I could get to much past the head into my face, so I allowed the saliva to flow and worked my head from side to side. Fuck yeah baby, he said and tried to push farther into my mouth. His hands went to the back of my head, and slowly pushed as deep as he could. My hands kept him from going deeper, and he withdrew and I sucked in more air. Work those lips baby, c'mon work those fuck'n lips.' Backing off I opened my mouth and sucked in as much air as I could. Not hesitating I dove back in locking my lips tightly around his phallus. The saliva flowed, as I rotated my head, and tried to bob while locking my lips tightly around my prize.' He moaned deeply in his throat and again flex his hips going a little deeper. I could hear something, and wondered what it güvenilir bahis was momentarily then realized it was me, rolling my head moaning while wetly sucking enjoying each stroke, each roll of the head. Damn I knew you was game the moment I saw your Black ass standing there. Go, baby suck that motherfucker. Yeah, don't stop, getting close. We had a good rhythm going, he was working his ass in a circle, me rolling my head and humming. 'Ich, Ich, Ich he said starting to quiver and quake. I tried to increase the suction, tried to get him off not for his pleasure but for mine. ( Christ my own dick was harder than Chinese Arithmetic) He seemed to take a real deep breath, and hold it. AAAaaaaaaahhhh he sang out, mmmmmyyyy sssssweeeet lordddddand he erupted. He was deep when he went off, shooting deeply into throat. Most of his elixir went straight into my stomach, but successive wellings of semen filled my mouth and I swallowed what I could. As the eruptions subsided he fell slowly to the floor like a deflating balloon. When I broke contact we stared at each other, neither said a thing for seconds. He raised one finger, 'Only one, he said, only one other person was able to do what you've done here.' Some Black chick, outside of Birmingham could get me off like that. Dammit, don't know what it is bout you black folk, but damn, that was good.When he stood, he reached out and pulled me to my feet. The smile came back, damn that was fuck'n good. He paused a second then picked up his towel and looked up at me, motioned as if wiping something from his chin smiled and went again towards the showers. I went to the sinks and washed my face, pulled a couple of tiles and dried it. 'Hey Reggie, I heard from the doorway, you back here?' Yeah I responded, be out in a second. It was Professor Ardmore, standing in the locker area, you okay, he asked, I nodded, sure, just washing my hands. As we walked back towards the diner he said, I got a little worried because it was taking so long, got worried that you might have run into some trouble. The shower stopped running as we cleared the door. 'No, no trouble, I said, guess I had more to do than I thought. We finished our coffee's before heading out to the car, My friend entered the diner and waved to a couple of Truckers eating near us. 'Yo Hoss, thought you got lost back in there. He laughed, naw, been a while since I've enjoyed a shower, didn't waste an ounce of hot water back there, really took the edge off.' It took a while before the winds died down. Visibility returned and the Professor and I got up to leave. Hey, yelled a voice from the corner, Y'all drive careful out there, y'hear? We both nodded, Hoss watched but didn't acknowledge our departure. Damn, but it was still cold out there.