Shared this story before on another subreddit; realized it would be a fun TIFU. This happened more than a decade ago, but I can laugh about it now. Wasn't laughing then.
My first car was an 84 chevy blazer. Big. Lifted. Stick shift.
My boyfriend and I were coming back from a movie, and he couldn't wait. Something about the way I drove my blazer turned him on. He kept saying it was "manly". He scooted over to the middle of the bench and was rubbing me through my jeans. I gave in and pulled into the back of a Burger King. Almost immediately he went down on me; telling me how hot my driving was and how manly me and my blazer were. I was struggling with homosexuality, so I think I liked being called "manly".
Anyway, I started to feather the gas a bit, revving the engine a little and playing into my boyfriend. He responded in kind by going down on me harder than normal every time I blipped it. As it got hotter, I revved my blazer harder, and he went down harder. This went on for a bit. I was making a bit of a scene, but it was late and this parking lot was oddly enough shaped that anyone working inside or going through the drive through couldn't see what was going on.
Being young, dumb, and full of cum; it's not very long before I start to climax. I rev the engine hard, flooring the gas completely. As I do this, my foot slips off the clutch. See, I hadn't shifted into neutral. My blazer runs up the curb, through a bush, and halfway through a fence; all with a loud roar. My erection hits the back of my boyfriends throat before the back of his head hits the steering wheel.
I panicked and drove out of there right quick, and that was the end of that evening. Wasn't feeling very "manly" after that; it was very embarrassing for both of us. My boyfriend was okay, got a few bumps.
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