Threeway Park by GayCrank

 Chris, David, and Brad (Chris’ s/o) had planned a weekend trip to Atlanta. They left Orlando in Chris’ 1963 Chevy Impala. The car had been checked and was running fine. On the way out of town, the stopped by a 7-11 for drinks. When they got ready to leave, the old car fired up on the first try. They made two more stops on the way to Georgia, and had no problems with the car. Every time they left somewhere, the car started on the first try.

About 11:00pm, they stopped at a roadside park to use the restroom, and take a minute to stretch. They were ready to leave about ten minutes later. Brad got in the back seat to catch up on sleep, David got in the front passenger seat, and Chris got in the driver's seat. Chris looked back at Brad and asked how far it was to Atlanta. "I think it’s about 80 miles.", Brad replied. "Good," Chris said, "we should be there in another hour and a half.". Chris then grasped the key, and turned it to the start position. The car cranked, but did not start. Chris let it sit a couple of seconds, then tried it again. Again, the car cranked but did not start. "OH GREAT!!!", Chris exclaimed. He began pumping the accelerator. After about five seconds, he tried to start the car again. It cranked and cranked, but would not start. David remarked, "Don’t tell me the car won’t start!". Brad responded, "No way, it’s been running fine.". Chris simply looked at the dash and replied, "Come on baby, start!". Again he cranked the engine, while steadily pumping the gas. It was no use, the car refused to start. Chris released the key, and leaned back in the seat with a sigh. He held his left hand over his pants fly, and stated, "Looks like we’re having car trouble guys!".

The three guys got out of the car, and walked around to the front. They raised the hood, and began checking the engine. They saw no obvious loose wires, belts or hoses. Chris removed the wing nut from the air filter cover. Next he removed the air filter, so he could see into the carburetor. Looking over at Brad he asked, "Why don’t you get in the car and try to start it?". Brad walked around to the driver’s side, and climbed in behind the wheel. He turned the key to start. Again the car cranked and tried to kick over, but did not start. "Hold It!", yelled Chris. Brad released the key. "Pump it for me," shouted Chris. Brad began rapidly pumping the gas. After about five seconds Chris called back to Brad, "OK, try it again!". Brad cranked the engine, while rapidly pumping the gas. Chris and David heard Brad from inside the car, "Come on baby kick it over!". The car seemed to be trying with everything it had, but once again failed to start. "Can you get a flashlight out of the trunk?", Chris asked of David. "Sure!", David replied. He then went to get the keys from Brad, and told him that he could lay off pumping the gas for now. "Is it flooded?", Brad asked. David replied, "We don’t think so, but we don’t want to risk it.". David then retrieved the flashlight from the trunk, gave the keys back to Brad, and returned back to the front of the car. Brad was still behind the wheel, and had assumed the role of cranker. Chris informed David of how he wanted to proceed. David then walked to the driver’s side of the engine so he could communicate with Brad. "Turn the key on, and pump the gas, but don’t crank it. Chris wants to see if we’re getting gas to the chamber.", ordered David. It appeared some gas was going into the carburetor, but not enough. Upon Chris’ instructions, David looked at Brad and said, "Go ahead and turn it over.". Brad turned the key, and cranked the car. "Keep pumping it!", exclaimed David. Brad pumped, and the car tried, but still would not start.

"OK guys, it looks like we’re not getting enough gas to the carburetor.", Chris stated, "Let’s take a break and figure this out." Chris and David got in the front seat of the car, with Brad still behind the wheel. After making sure everything electrical was off, they sat there talking. After a while, they almost forgot the car wouldn’t start. It was early September, and was still pretty hot. Their’s was the only car on that side of the park, and they appeared to be the only people awake in the park. They were parked over to the far side in an unlit area. Only one other car had entered the park since they had been there. These thoughts started going through David’s mind. He then suggested, "Why don’t we remove our clothes to make it cooler." David knew Chris and Brad were gay. Now they knew what they had suspected, David must be gay too. Of course, Brad and Chris jumped at the opportunity.

David was sitting next to Brad in the front seat. Chris looked over at Brad and stated, "Go ahead and try it again.". As Brad cranked the engine, David began moving his hand up Brad’s thigh to his cock. Brad continued pumping and cranking. He responded, "Cum on baby, start for my hard cock!". The car still would not start. The physical closeness of three gay, nude guys, the sight of Brad pumping the gas, and the sound of the car not starting. It was obvious, all three guys were enjoying it, and were being aroused. Chris then took charge of the situation, suggesting that David sit behind Brad at the wheel. Brad was now sitting on top of David’s cock, and was in for the ride of his life. Chris then suggested that Brad try the car again. As he cranked the engine, Chris lay across the front seat, and into Brad’s lap. Of course, the car did not start. Brad stated, "It sounds like the battery is beginning to run down.". David replied, "Yeah, but you’re charged up! Try it again!". David began thrusting Brad to the rhythm of the engine trying to start. It was apparent that the battery was being worn down, but it still had enough life to be fun. By now, David was playing with Chris’ cock when Brad was cranking the engine. Between start attempts, Brad was jacking Chris’ cock. Chris instructed Brad, "Try pump starting it. I think it may kick over!". Chris knew his car was not going to start, but had a surprise in store for Brad. Brad turned the key, and the car began to growl as it attempted to start. Adding to David’s rhythmic thrusting, Chris began to suck Brad’s cock to the beat of the failing engine. Brad cranked the engine for about ten seconds, the released....the key. After about two minutes of not cranking, Chris told Brad to "Keep trying it.". the next time he tried to get it started, the excitement was too much. Brad was the first to shoot his load. After shooting, he released the key.

Now it was David’s turn to try to start the car. Of course, he knew it would not start, but it didn’t matter. David positioned himself behind the wheel. Brad was sucking David’s cock, and jacking Chris’ dick. As David turned the key, the car mad a slow grinding sound. On the next try, the car actually attempted to kick over. This really got David hot and he shot his load.

Finally, it was Chris’ turn. Chris got behind the wheel. David was sucking his cock, while Brad and David played with each other’s cocks. Knowing that the battery was virtually dead, Chris delayed his crank attempt to get his juices flowing. Feeling that he was about to cum, Chris reached for the ignition. As he turned the key, the battery cranked over only three times. It was enough, Chris’ load went everywhere.

After cleaning up the car, the guys remained in it overnight. The next morning, Brad and Chris awoke to sound of a cranking weak battery. David was trying to start the car, but it still wouldn’t start. They got a jump-start from another car. While it took about ten minutes, the car finally started and they were on their way. Apparently, they had developed vapor lock, and ran down the battery by repeatedly trying to start the car.

The rest of the trip was a blast. The three guys had become even closer friends, and found regular travel buddies.