The LTD Part II by Rev Lover

 I got home from work at 5:30. Mark was on my doorstep in two minutes flat. He wanted to know if I was taking the LTD out. I said absolutely. I told him to be back at 6:30. I need to eat dinner and I wanted to check some things on it before we went.

We had revved it pretty hard the night before, so I wanted to check everything so we didn't throw a fan belt or something. I checked the timing and also reset the idle fuel mixture to very lean. A lean mixture makes the engine backfire on deceleration. The huge pipes would sound pretty nasty, rapping and backfiring on a steep hill. Everything checked out and I started it up and backed out of the garage. It wasn't 6:30, but Mark's radar was on and he heard the LTD running in my driveway. He was on the spot and ready for duty in a flash.

We hopped in the LTD and headed toward a remote area with some deserted roads (hopefully) and steep hills. Mark was pumped. He said that he had trouble concentrating in school from the anticipation. I admitted that I had had a few drifts during the day myself. The unwritten objectives for the mission were clear:

I The thunderous, piercing roar of the LTD's powerful engine shattering the night silence with its huge dual pipes.

II Clouds of smoke filling the air with the pungent but very arousing smell of raw power.

III Large volumes of hot cum filling underwear or launching into the air.

As soon as we were in a remote area I slowed down and downshifted to low gear. Then the pedal hit the carpet. The engine started roaring and LTD started accelerating. The pipes roared louder and louder until the engine was at full scream. What a beautiful sound. Then I let off the gas and the loudest pipe rap I had ever heard erupted from the back of the LTD. Then the pipes started emitting loud backfires. The rap and backfire combination was fabulous. I let it wind down and then stood on it again. The pipes screamed and then when I let up, the combination rapping and backfiring kicked in and I was in heaven. I was so hard that it hurt. I looked over and Mark was having major trouble adjusting his tight Levis to accomodate the pressure.

I let it backfire and wind down and did it a third time. I could have done it all night. We were coming up to a corner with it still rapping like hell. I had to hit the brakes. When I did I saw smoke swirling in the light of the brake lights. We went around the corner and we were at the base of the steep hill that I had in mind. Time flies when you're having fun. We went up to the top of hill and turned around. The idea was to come down the hill with the LTD revved tight in low gear. The pipes were going to rap and backfire for a solid 30 seconds until we reached the bottom. We bailed off the top of hill with the pipes screaming and I let off.

The hill was the perfect grade. The engine compression held the speed, but the LTD slowed very little. The grade kept the rpms way up and the pipes rapped and backfired at their maximum. The sound was so awesome that I was almost ready to cum and I hadn't even touched myself. Mark was squirming around and trying to get comfortable as we made thunder all the way to the bottom of the hill. We turned around and went back up to the top through a slight haze of smoke. I whipped us around and over the crest we went revved to the max again.

Second movement of our symphony of sound. I looked in the mirror and was going to touch the brakes enough to make the brake light come on so I could see the smoke swirling out of the back. Before I did, I noticed flashes in the mirror. The backfires were so intense that flames were apparently coming from the pipes. I yelled at Mark over the roar to look out of the back window. He looked, turned to me and yelled COOL COOL COOL. This was a rush of huge proportion. We were flying down a hill making a tremendous noise and trail of smoke with flames shooting out of the LTD's huge pipes. The stuff (wet) dreams are made of.

I had to see the show from outside. I pulled over at the bottom of the hill and the plan was formed. Mark was going to drive. I was getting out about 2/3 of the way to the top. He would go up, turn around and come rapping and backfiring full tilt down the hill. He would go past me and on down. I would get to hear the full effect of the noise we were making and watch the flames and smoke come out of the pipes after he went past. Then he would come back up and I would take over and he would check it out. Plan ready. Time to implement.

Mark came off the hill at max revs and let off just before he got to me. The rap, and backfiring was ear piercing when he flew past. Smoke was pouring out of the pipes into the slip stream of the car and swirling in a long trail. Blue and yellow flames shot out of the pipes with every backfire lighting up the smoke trail. Some of the flames looked like they came out of the pipes at least a foot. I was dripping cum in my shorts. Mark backfired it to the bottom and turned it around. He rapped the pipes off and came roaring up the hill. I took his place. I went to the top and turned around. I came down the hill revved to the max, let off the gas and lit 'em up for him. The sound was incredible and I was ready to blow my load. Actually I had been ready for a long time. I picked up Mark and we made a new plan at the top. Lets blow our loads together on the way down the hill with the pipes doing their thing.

We each unzipped and presented our swollen shafts. When were both ready we began to stroke. My cum was welling up fast. I looked at Mark and he nodded. Over the hill we went with the pipes rapping and shooting flames. At a distance of 1/2 way down the hill, synchro-cum was achieved. I could see Mark out of the corner of my eye really working his shaft. I was within seconds of explosive ejacutlation myself. All of a sudden he tensed and jets of cum went skyward onto the dash, up in the air, in his lap and on the floor. I exploded during his second launch and cum flew all over in front of me. I saw cum arc in front of me and hot cum hit my hand on the wheel. I shot at least four major bursts and it looked like Mark had shot even more. He collapsed back in the seat. My legs and arms trembled from the force of the orgasm as I kept the roaring LTD on the road. I had to pull over at the bottom. We didn't talk. Didn't need to. The experience had been enough.