Montana Part III by Rev Lover

 The next day as I drove along toward a mining operation I had time to think. The wagon had looked and sounded as good as I could ever want the night before. The 455 revving up to 4800 or 4900 made the tailpipe emit a sound that was wonderful. The big V8 exhausting through one huge pipe made a very smooth mellow sound that became a high pitched scream as the 455 revved to the max. One thing that made revving the wagon fun was that the tailpipe came out on the driver's side. That gave the full sound of the car revving and also let me see the exhaust.

The wagon sounded absolutely awesome with the pedal floored. Also it looked great with long plume of exhaust jetting out to the side when the tailpipe screamed.

I got to the next site just after noon and got set up and started some of the change outs. This site was only 20 miles from a small town so I had a motel. I worked until 7:30 that night. The changes on this machine were some of the harder ones to do, so I needed to do long days. I got to the motel, showered and watched TV a little. Then I went to bed. The next one and one half day were spent changing out parts and pieces and getting it to work. All while they used the machine for periods of time. I got in at 9:00 the next night, took a shower, and went to bed. I finished up about 2:00 in the afternoon on the next day at the site. I decided to go ahead and stay in the small motel again that night. I had done really well on the change out and had gained a day. I wasn't scheduled to be at my next site until three days later in the evening. It and one of the other sites were quite a ways away and the drive would be an entire day.

I got cleaned up at the motel and by 5:30 was bored out of my mind. Plus, I kept getting hard as hell on and off. I quit fighting it and decided to go find a place and play with the wagon. I took off out of the little town and about 15 miles out there was no one around. I hit second and floored the pedal. The wagon zoomed up to just over 90 and then the rpms leveled. The 455 screamed and blew a trail of grayish smoke from the tailpipe. I held it floored and let it scream and smoke for at least 10 seconds. Then when I let off the tailpipe rapped nicely and then began to snap and bang as the 455 backfired. I put it to the floor again and screamed along at 90 laying a smoke trail from the tailpipe for another 10 or 15 seconds before letting off and savoring the rap and backfires.

I slowed down to 20 and let it hit low. Then I stood on it and revved it to the max in low. It screamed at the same rpms and sounded as wonderful as ever. Then for some reason I started fanning the pedal up and down as fast as I could. The 455 just kept screaming and blowing smoke but with a pulsating tone and little raps from the tailpipe. Then there were several loud bangs from the tailpipe. I quit stomping it and slowed down a bit. Then I mashed the pedal and screamed it up again. After it maxxed out again I fanned the pedal fast again. In a few seconds there were more loud backfires. I kept fanning the pedal and the backfires kept coming. I looked in the side mirror and watched the exhaust from the screaming tailpipe. Each backfire made a big black puff of smoke shoot out of the tailpipe. The backfires sounded like cannons going off as the wagon screamed down the road.

I couldn't believe the sounds the wagon was making now. I was so hot from flooring it and the roar and smoke that I started to drip more than just precum. I reached down and just rubbed my huge lump while I made the 455 backfire and scream as the wagon zoomed down the highway. In an instant cum poured out into my pants. My cock pumped cum into my shorts for several seconds until my whole crotch was soaked with hot cum. The eruption hit so hard that I couldn't keep the pedal floored and the wagon slowed down rapping and backfiring. The sensation between my legs from the ejaculation spread out into my body in waves. I slowed and pulled over. Once stopped I had to sit for a bit. As I sat I looked down and the wet spot on the front of my jeans was massive. I had to get out, get some paper towels, take my pants down and wipe as much cum up as I could. I stood on passenger side on the deserted highway and cleaned up as best I could.

I headed back to the motel and had to wait in the wagon for a while. Some people were screwing around right in front of the door to my room. I played like I was studying the map until they moved. There was no way I could go past them looking like I had pissed my pants. I changed and went to look for a place to eat. There were no restaurants open so, I ended up getting a microwave pizza. There was a microwave in the lobby at the motel. I heated the pizza and hung around in the room until it was time to go to bed. Once in bed I let the wagon scream and scream in my mind as it roared down the highway with smoke pouring from the tailpipe and the backfires ringing out. I had to stroke for a little bit and then a nice eruption launched into the air and landed on my bare chest. Into the bathroom to wipe up, back to bed, and off to dreamland.....

I had a 10 hour drive to get to the next site. I had two full days to get there so I had some time to divert and see some sights. I picked out a route that would take me up into another national forest along the way. I checked with the Forest Service and they said that the campgrounds were open and that the occupancy in them was not very high yet, being so early in the year. I picked out a campground on the map as the day's goal and started out. I would pick up some supplies when I got close to the area and would sleep in the wagon in the campground.

I messed around on the trip revving up the 455 in a gear and making the roar and backfires. The wagon let quite a bit of several counties know it was around with the tremendous roar and loud bangs it could make. There were two problems with revving, backfiring, and blowing smoke so much. First I got hard and stayed hard for hours. Second, the wagon used a hell of a lot of gas. I only got 6 miles to the gallon because of all the roaring and tailpipe rapping that I did. I had to stop for gas way sooner than planned, but it was OK.

I made it to the town where I intended to stock up and bought the things I wanted for dinner up at the campground. I filled up with gas again and headed out. I didn't romp on the wagon anymore, because I had been hard for so long it had started to hurt. I didn't want to cum until that night. I wanted to build as big of a load up as I could, since I had a plan for how I wanted to get off.

I left town and drove up into the national forest. I had a map that showed a campground that I thought I'd stay at. I drove on the state highway for about 30 minutes and then turned onto the Forest Service road. The campground was about 5 miles off of the main highway on the Forest Service road. I got to the campground and there was hardly anyone there. I looked around and picked one of the tent camp spots, which had a fire pit a table, and place to park a vehicle. I parked and took the map over to the table. The map showed that farther down the road and on another spur, there was an unimproved campground. The legend said that an unimproved campground didn't have any water supply or sometimes any bathroom.

I decided to go see what the unimproved campground looked like. It took about 20 minutes to get out to it. It had the table and fire pit, but no water or bathroom. There wasn't anyone around. In fact, I hadn't seen anyone or a vehicle since I left the other campground. It was almost 8:30 and twilight was starting. I decided to go ahead and stay at the unimproved campground for the night.

I parked the wagon in a spot and unloaded the cooler. I made my sandwich and had my evening meal. As I sat at the table I looked around. The campground was deserted except for me. The table was next to the parking spot and about 15 feet from the side of the wagon. I planned on revving up and making lots of roars punctuated with loud bangs come from the wagon's tailpipe. As I looked around I noted that the tailpipe was pointed right at the table and me. I thought about what it would look like if I could be at the table when the wagon revved up and screamed the tailpipe. Even at a distance of 10 feet the roar would be deafening. I also thought that the exhaust would still be very warm when it swept over the table when the pedal was held to the floor.

Thinking about watching the wagon rev up from behind it made me rock hard and I started oozing cum. There wasn't a soul around and it was almost dark. I wasn't even going to have to take the wagon anywhere to rev. I would be able to rev right there in the parking spot. I was so hard that I needed to get going before I spontaneously came and ruined my plan. I moved my cooler and things, got in the wagon and started it up. I let it idle for bit. It was still warm, so it was ready to roar for me. I started by revving it up and down and rapping the tailpipe. The sound was as nice as ever and I watched as the tailpipe puffed blue smoke and the smoke rolled over the picnic table. I rapped the tailpipe for several minutes.

Then I got ready to try out what I wanted to do. I floored the pedal and held it floored for about 10 seconds. The 455 revved to the max and the scream of the tailpipe filled the air. A jet of hot smoky exhaust blasted over the picnic table as the wagon roared. The wagon backfired twice with the pedal held to the floor and the bangs were pretty loud. I let up and let it idle down. Then I floored it for a couple of seconds and then fanned the pedal fast. The wildly revving 455 started backfiring for me. It made the tailpipe snap and bang and shoot black puffs of smoke. I kept fanning pedal and the 455 put on a tremendous smoke and sound display with its huge tailpipe. After about 10 seconds the 455 wasn't revving any harder or backfiring any more often, but the backfires got more and more intense.

I sat in the roaring, backfiring wagon watching the display from the tailpipe and flooring the pedal as hard as I could. There was a lot of black smoke shooting out of it when the 455 backfired. The backfires got more intense and then I started seeing a yellow flame shoot out of the tailpipe on the bigger backfires. The effect was fantastic. I was flooring this big Oldsmobile station wagon with a monster engine that was making a 3 inch tailpipe scream and bang. The screaming tailpipe was blowing smoke 20 feet out the side of the car and inundating the picnic table with hot exhaust. Now the powerful 455 was revving and backfiring so intensely that it was making flames shoot out of the tailpipe along with the black smoke. I stomped the pedal and revved it until my leg ached. I watched the show for a couple of minutes, letting the 455 idle down for 10 seconds or so a few times to rest it and my leg. Each time I let up and the 455 idled down it made a huge blue/white puff pour out of the tailpipe. I was so hard that I was beginning to feel the sensation that I was starting to cum. I floored it and revved up another string of smoky backfires with the pedal held to the floor as a hard as I could hold it.

Then I let off, got out quickly and went back to the rear of the wagon. The big puff of smoke from letting up on the pedal was swirling around me as I pulled out my cock and started stroking it. I watched the huge tailpipe puff some light blue smoke and listened to it rumble. The cum began to rise and exploded from my hot shaft. As the cum started to erupt I intentionally shot cum all over the side panel and tailgate of the wagon. I was rewarding the wagon for making such a show for me. I came and came. There was cum on the tailgate and all down the side panel, dripping down onto the tailpipe. I had to hold onto the wagon as the orgasm ran its course because it made my knees weak.

I recovered from the orgasm listening to the tailpipe purr. It was almost fully dark and time to go to sleep. I shut off the 455 and prepared the rear of the car for my sleeping bag. I finished and climbed into the bag. I had no problem going to sleep.