Montana Part VI by Rev Lover

 I worked on another machine at a site the next day. I thought about revving the wagon and blowing smoke all day. It took until almost 8:00 P.M. to finish the machine. After I was done with the machine and headed back to the motel I looked for a good place to rev to the max and blow smoke. About 30 miles from town I found a really good place.

I pulled in and started revving up and making the tailpipe roar and rap. After I revved up for a while I turned on the switch and smoke began to billow from the tailpipe. I watched the smoke pour out of the tailpipe as I worked the gas pedal. Flooring the gas pedal and letting up made the smoke plume pulsate and blow out of the tailpipe in huge swirling puffs. I was hard as a rock as I watched the tailpipe blow the thick white exhaust smoke. I revved & revved until there was a bigger cloud of exhaust smoke than I had ever seen before hanging in the night air. Then I held the pedal to the floor as hard as I could for a smoke billowing scream from the big chrome tailpipe. I kept the pedal floored and the switch on for over 10 seconds and watched the jet of smoke inundate everything in its path. I turned off the switch and let the 455 idle. The tailpipe continued to blow thick white smoke. The smoke pulsated and swirled out of the tailpipe and rose beside the car in a plume.

I was as hard as possible and was getting a wet spot from the precum.

I took a piece of small rope that I had and attached it to the gas pedal. Most cars have a gas pedal that is a hinged lever. If you can hook a cord or rope to the top of the lever, pulling the rope will move the gas pedal. So, if you pull the rope the pedal goes down. I got out and went back by the tailpipe. I pulled the rope and it floored the gas pedal. The 455 revved to the max and the tailpipe screamed. A pulsating jet of smoke poured out of the tailpipe and rolled along the ground. I started releasing and pulling the rope. I was able to work the gas pedal and control the engine rpms. I made the 455 rev up and down and really made the tailpipe "talk". The roar and rapping from the tailpipe were almost deafening with me being so close. I revved the engine, listened to the sounds and watched the chrome tailpipe's smoke show for quite a while.

The tailpipe was puffing light blue smoke now as I revved the engine and made the tailpipe roar. I moved into the path of smoky exhaust and pulled the cord tight and revved the 455 to the max. The tailpipe let out a deafening scream and smoke billowed out at me. In a few seconds the screaming chrome tailpipe began to let out loud backfires and shot orange flames. The sight and sound of the screaming tailpipe blowing smoke and shooting flames toward me was awesome. The hot exhaust from the 455's screaming tailpipe was pouring over me as I held the station wagon's gas pedal to the floor with the rope. Even at a distance of five feet from the tailpipe there was a lot of heat as the screaming tailpipe blasted its smoke at me.

I went back up and turned the switch on for several seconds until the 455 was sputtering and thick smoke was pouring out of the tailpipe. I turned the switch off, went back and picked up the rope. Then I got on my knees about two feet from the smoking tailpipe. I pulled the rope and floored the gas pedal. The 455 sputtered and revved up making hot white smoke blow out of its chrome tailpipe and blast between my legs. The 455 revved to the max and the tailpipe screamed as it blasted hot smoke on my crotch. I was completely covered by the hot smoke and couldn't see anything but swirling white. The tailpipe was screaming as it blasted me with hot exhaust and its sound was so powerful I could feel it in my body. There were only three sensations. A tremendous scream from the tailpipe that overwhelmed everything, a hot blast of exhaust making my cock hotter and hotter, and no visual sense other that everything was white and swirling. I was deflecting the smoke jet from the wagon's tailpipe and completely enveloped by it. The sound and sensation were unbelievable. I just kept the pedal floored and let the wagon scream and smoke me for at least 15 seconds until I could see through the smoke and it had started to turn blue.

Then I started releasing and pulling the rope rapidly. The tailpipe alternately roared and rapped as I pulled the rope. Each time I pulled the rope the tailpipe blasted me between the legs with a hot jet of blue smoke. I pulled & pulled the rope to make the wagon rap its chrome tailpipe and blast me with its powerful stream of exhaust. As I pulled the cord, I thrust the lump in my pants toward the tailpipe as it shot hot blast after hot blast on my lump. I tensed my groin muscles each time I thrust toward the hot exhaust blast. I thrust my lump into the hot smoke jets like I was fucking the car. My hot pants rubbed my cock until I thought cum was going to explode out and pour into my pants. I went back up and turned the switch on until the 455 was sputtering and thick white smoke was pouring from the tailpipe again.

I went back, got down close to the huge chrome tailpipe and got ready for more hot smoke between my legs. I began to slam the pedal up and down with the rope. The 455 made the chrome tailpipe roar, rap, and blow smoke. I was enveloped in a cloud of smoke as the tailpipe slammed hot exhaust smoke against my crotch. I couldn't see anything and the sounds were deafening as I revved and revved the 455. I thrust toward the tailpipe each time I pulled the rope. Hot blasts of exhaust blasted my cock over and over as I revved the 455. The tailpipe roared and rapped, as it filled my pants with smoke. I thrust at the tailpipe, like I was fucking the wagon in the cloud of smoke until cum exploded into my pants. I put the pedal to the floor and let the 455 scream as my cock spasmed and spasmed, filling my pants with cum. I rested on my knees with the 455 idling and puffing smoke out of its tailpipe. I got up and looked at my crotch. My pants had a large black area in the crotch from the wagons hot smoke with a huge wet spot. The wet spot was a record. I had cum one of the biggest loads ever with the wagon shooting hot exhaust on my crotch from its chrome tailpipe.

I got a large towel from the back of the car and wiped as much cum out of my pants as I could. Then I took the towel and went back around to the tailpipe. I watched it puff light wisps of smoke and listened to the 455 purr as I cleaned up as much cum as I could. Then I drove back to town. The odor of the wagon's exhaust was everywhere on me as I drove. I might have revved the hell out of the wagon, but it didn't mind and had got even by smoking me all over. I got to the motel and took the inevitable long shower and went to bed.

I thought about the heat and power of the tailpipe as it screamed hot exhaust on me. Even though it had not been an hour since I had shot every last ounce of cum, I got hard again. I went and got a towel and put it on the bed. I got on it and began to pump the towel and watch the tailpipe scream and smoke at me in my mind. I pumped and pumped until cum began to build up. I replayed the hot smoke enveloping me as the wagon screamed its chrome tailpipe. I fantasized about fucking the hell out the wagon for roaring and smoking so much. Finally cum erupted from my cock as I pumped and thought about fucking the wagon in the tailpipe. After that I fell fast asleep in minutes.