Watching the Boys Play by Rev Lover

 I was on my way out to a spot on a remote road to do some revving in the Galaxie. It was a little after 5:30 and when I came up toward a stoplight which at a distance was red. I downshifted coming up to the light and backrapped the pipes on the Galaxie. The Galaxie decided to backfire quite a bit and the pipes sounded pretty sweet. I came up toward the light with my pipes rapping & snapping. Berore I got all the way to the light, a white topped light metallic blue '71 to '73 Chevy full size car pulled out of the parts store in front of me. There were two what appeared to be high school boys in it that couldn't have been older than 16. What really caught my eye was what was under the Chevy. There were two bright red Cherry Bomb glasspacks hanging down under it. The Cherry Bombs hung down low and were hooked to the header pipes fairly far forward, so that they were just about under the front seat. The Cherry Bombs had short elbow pipes on their outlets that turned down and out to the side. The car was raised up in the back with some wide back tires so the Cherry Bombs were really easy to see.

I haven't seen many cars with Cherry Bombs like that in while. Cars like that were all over in the '70s. Over half of the cars the high school kids drove in the late '60's and early '70's looked exactly like the one ahead of me now. A lot of the cars were older full size cars. Almost all of them were V8's, since everyone wanted power and to sound hot. Most had plenty of miles on them by the time the high school aged owners got them. Even later models were high mileage. All those miles meant plenty of exhaust smoke. The first thing almost anyone did as soon as he had the money was chop the single exhaust and stock muffler off. They hacksawed the Y pipe and put Cherry Bombs or some other cheap glasspack on the remaining pipes pipes in the outlets of the Cherry Bombs were optional. These exhausts were loud as hell and they had completed step number one. Then, if they could, they put wider back tires on and raised up the back end for the competition look which completed step two. Now the old car sounded fast and looked fast. The smoke pouring out from under when it was revved or the guy took with it floored showed that maybe it wasn't quite as fast as it sounded. Step three was the performance stuff that would indeed make it fast. Step three rarely happened, but the cars sounded great and put on equally wonderful looking displays of exhaust smoke. Now, today, I was behind a prime example of the genre.

He punched it a little upon leaving the light and the Chevy got plenty loud. It sounded like it sputtered a little when stepped on it. He wound it up to about 3000 and there was a nice haze of smoke coming out the back. I took off right behind him and no other cars got between us. We had to stop at the last light in town. He punched it on leaving that light and it definitely sputtered and blew some smoke. I stayed close and checked things out. The Cherry Bombs and elbows had to be brand new. They were smoking and I could smell hot Paint. I stayed right behind him and he'd punch it now and then. It didn't always sputter, but it was real loud when he had his foot in it and some smoke came out from under it every time he punched it. They had all the windows down and I think they were checking out the sound of the new pipes on the Chevy as they went up the road, because he got on it quite a few times. I was taking a trip back in time watching these kids and that old Chevy

I stayed behind them as they left town and started out through the country side. At highway speed I could hear a loud drone from the Cherry Bombs. I sounded so nice to hear them as the old Chevy cruised down the road. I couldn't smell paint, but I could smell the Chev's exhaust, just like a lot of cars I can remember. I knew the Chevy used some oil and the carb wasn't in the best shape. Every now and then there would be a puff of smoke out of one of the pipes. There was other evidence that the Chevy used some oil, since there was a fairly large soot stain on the back bumper on the right side. The stain was where the stock single tailpipe for that model had been. The soot stain not having been even washed off yet was further evidence that I seeing the maiden voyage of the Cherry Bombs. I followed the Chevy and the kids for about 8 miles looking at the Cherry Bombs, listening to him gas it and make them bark now and then, and watching the Chevy puff smoke when it slowed down. I was getting hard following the time machine ahead of me.

Meanwhile they made two different turns onto other roads, each time getting on it nicely and making me drive through some nice exhaust smoke. I noticed that so far they were going the same way I was going. We were getting close to the turn for road where I was going to pull over and do some revving. When they made the turn onto the road that I rev on and I really started to wonder. When they turned, the kid on the passenger side looked back as soon as I turned onto the same road. The kid looked back almost every time we passed a road or driveway that I could have turned onto. I thought about how I was at that age and I knew what they were up to. They were taking the first run in the Chevy with the Cherry Bombs and were going out to the road across the flats to get on it to hear how hot they could get the Chevy to sound. And I was about to screw it up for them if stayed behind them. There is one last small road right at the top of a small hill before the road drops down across the long open area. I signaled ahead of time to turn there. When I did the kid in the passenger seat's head snapped around to make sure I turned off at warp speed. He watched me turn into the road.

As soon as they were out of sight over the hill, I backed out onto the road and eased down the to a point where I thought I could see down it through the trees, but probably not be seen. I figured that if they were going to rev the Chevy, they'd be down toward the pull out in the middle of the open area about a half mile away. INSTEAD I SAW IT STOPPED IN THE ROAD ABOUT 500 FEET AHEAD WITH BOTH DOORS OPEN, DRIVER & PASSENGER LEANING OUT AND LOOKING BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A few seconds later all kinds of smoke started pouring out from under it. I killed the Galaxie and jumped out as quick as I could. I could hear the roar of the Chevy's engine loud and clear. I could see them both leaning out the doors as it roared and smoke poured out from under the back. He was revving it up to about 4500 in fast bursts and getting the Cherry Bombs to roar. Then he started bringing up the rpms up a little slower and letting off fast, getting the Cherry Bombs to rap when he let up. The blue smoke cloud behind the Chevy was 30 feet across and 50 feet in the air in no time. What a "blast from the past" and I was at a distance to hear the roaring and rapping sounds perfectly. It was obvious that the Cherry Bombs were really loud up close the car. The Chevy was making a wonderful series of sounds come out of them. I was far enough away though, that I saw smoke blow out of the pipes before I heard the roar that went with it. I haven't seen a Chevy or any other car with Cherry Bombs sitting in the middle of the road revving like hell & making all kinds of noise & smoke in years and years. I have only someone watching with the door open a few times before in the '60s and '70s, and never a driver & passenger both.

The driver changed from the fast hard bursts to rapping and back & forth for a couple of minutes sitting there in the middle of the road. He and his buddy had to have been getting off on the sound & smoke, or else he wouldn't have kept it up. Then the passenger got out and stood behind the car in the road!!!!! The revving started back up and he watched for about a minute as the driver did all the moves with the pedal again and the sound was fabulous. I listened and watched too with a huge hardon as the Chevy put on a loud smoky show 500 feet ahead. If I hadn't been standing on the side of a public road, I would have been stroking my shaft to the Chevy's show. There was smoke pouring out from under the Chevy everywhere and the cloud was 50 feet high, 200 feet long and drifting to the North by now. I could see big puffs shoot out and hit the pavement each time the driver stomped the pedal. Then the smoke rolled along under it and came out all across the back end and even from under the sides. The engine idled down, they traded places and the passenger took over the revving. He revved it and blew smoke for even longer than the driver had for him. He was just as good as the driver at making the old Chevy sound hot. The driver moved around behind it. It looked like he went up behind it in the smoke once and knelt down to look under it while his buddy kept it revving and making all kinds of hot sounds. Then the revving stopped for about 6 or 7 seconds.

After the pause, I saw smoke blast out of the pipes and then gray smoke billowed everywhere under the Chevy. In a second WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH the sound of a sputtery scream from the Cherry Bombs reached me. The scream lasted about 3 seconds and the gray smoke billowed out from under the car and almost hid it from my view. The driver had told his buddy stand on it for him!!!!!! It sounded awesome, but the engine sputtered a bit when his buddy held it floored. They traded place again with the passenger behind it and the gray smoke billowed again and a second later WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH again I heard the sputtering scream of the Cherry Bombs. Now the driver was standing on it!!!!!! The scream lasted at least 4 or 5 seconds and there was huge a backfire bang just at the end of the scream. Then he stood on it again. It didn't smoke gray as much this time and blue smoke poured out from under it. He stood on it for about 5 seconds again while his buddy watched from behind the car. After he let up on it I could hear them talking in excited voices as the smoke began to clear from behind it. They traded places and the buddy stood on it for about 4 or 5 seconds & made it scream and blow smoke for the driver again. Then they traded places with the original driver back in the seat.

The doors went closed and he romped it several times, then held it floored all the way and it screamed again. The sound of it when they were holding the pedal to the floor was awesome. The smoke blasting down out of the pipes was something else too. Then I heard him power brake it to try a burnout. It spun a little but bogged when he tried to take off. He stopped and romped it 3 more times, screamed it for about 5 seconds, and tried it again. It bogged again and he went ahead and took off keeping his foot planted to the floor. He kept his foot in the carpet and wound it out in low. It hit about 5000 with a sputtery scream and he kept it floored. Blue gray smoke was billowing behind it as he screamed up the road. In about 4 or 5 seconds it let out about 6 or 8 loud backfires and thick gray smoke billowed out of it. He kept his foot in it for a few seconds after the backfires and then let off. The Cherry Bombs rapped like hell and an almost white color smoke billowed behind the Chevy as it roared up the road. He let it rap and slow down for about 6 or 8 seconds and then stood on it again. He took it back to full scream & it started backfiring again. He let up for a few seconds of rap and white smoke from the Cherry Bombs, then hammered it again. It screamed back up and started backfiring again and he kept his foot in the carpet firmly for almost 10 seconds. They went about 3/4 mile and had to be almost to the next intersection. I couldn't see them too clearly because of the distance and all the smoke in the road and the smoke pouring out of it, but I could sure hear it.

I just stood there with a huge bone and savored what I had seen so far and was watching. Boys will be boys, I guess......

Then I could hear him romping and romping on it down at the intersection. In the distance I could barely see it, except for blue smoke beginning to rise higher and higher in the air. After a bunch of romps, & a time that I couldn't hear it, there was a long scream. Then I heard him take off again. They had turned around and were coming back toward me screaming, blowing smoke and backfiring. He kept it screaming until it backfired quite a few times, let off on it, got some rap & a huge cloud of white smoke, and then screamed it again. He was screaming it until it backfired several times, letting it rap and then getting back on it again. The Chevy came back down the road screaming, backfiring, rapping, and billowing smoke behind it. It getting closer all the time and the trail of smoke was incredible. When they were about a 1000 feet away, I realized he wasn't stopping and had to do something quick, because I didn't want them to know I had been watching. I fired up the Galaxie and backed up to the intersection where I had turned. I couldn't see them but I could hear them coming with pedal in the carpet letting it scream and letting off to make it rap. I almost went in the ditch getting backed in the side road.

He crested the hill with in the middle of a backfiring scream with smoke billowing behind it, saw me, let off, and dropped it back to drive. I would have had to be deaf not to have heard them coming, since the top was down on the Galaxie. They had about 250 feet to go to me and tried to look innocent as they went by with smoke trailing out the back of the Chevy. I waved back and smiled & they waved back. I immediately pulled out and went down to where they'd been. As soon as I started down the hill I was driving through the Chevy's smoke. There was smoke drifting across the fields all the way down the road to where they had turned around. I stopped and got out to look at the smoke spots on the pavement. The black spots from the pipes were over 2 feet across each and fanned to the sides because of the angle of the pipes. There was a small rubber mark and then another smaller pair of pipe marks where he's screamed it before trying the second burnout. I was so hard it almost hurt over what I had been watching and listening to them do. I don't know if they had gotten hard like me from all of their noise and smoke, but they sure as hell had to enjoy doing it to be so intense about it. I looked around and there was no one anywhere as I stood on the road in a faint haze of their exhaust smoke. I was where I could see if anyone was coming and I was rock hard and dripping precum. I pulled out my raging shaft and shot a huge load onto the one of his smoke spots.

At first you'd say they were trying to see if the sputter would go away if they ran it hard. I've tried that a few times myself and it usuall doesn't work. I don't think that's at all why they were doing it. They were at it too long and hard to just be trying to clear it out. I think they got off on the sound and all the smoke the Chevy blew. Why else would they get out to watch each other rev it? They had revved it, floored it, screamed it until it was backfiring, made the mufflers rap, and smoked the whole area up for a period of almost 10 minutes. And I saw it all....I've been revving for 33 years and I've never seen as good of a show. I've done as hard, smoke blowing revs as you could ask for in all kinds of cars. In my Pontiac, I used to sit and rev with the door open like he did for as long and make as much smoke. I would hold it floored too. I did low gear screams too. I never put so much of the stationary revving together with so many low gear screams, however. I've left a lot of smoke in the road behind me with different cars too, but this kid and his Chevy are my equals. He really likes to make that Chevy scream, making me think he was already revving it like hell with the single exhaust. He was too good at working the gas pedal and too fearless of holding it floored for today to have been a complete first. In fact he was so good that even if he's been practicing, I'd still call him a prodigy.

Boys will be Boys and play with their toys. It was nothing I haven't done before several times. I learned long ago how to keep the ignition system so that an engine will rev only so far. I keep the ignition on the Galaxie so that it won't over rev. Sometimes it backfires when its wound out in low with the pedal hard to the floor. Two barrel carb cars will backfire almost all the time, 4 bbls will sputter and only backfire now and then. I'll put money on the fact that the Chevy's a 350 with a 2bbl carb and his ignition timing is a little bit retarded by the way it backfired.

The Chevy needs a tune up for sure, but I think maybe the boys are liable to leave it the way it is for a while. I think they liked what they heard and saw coming out from under the old Chevy. Even if they do a tune up, the old Chevy's still going to blow serious smoke when they're getting on it. I'm sure the stock single exhaust blew all kinds of smoke, but when you put open exhausts on an old engine they smoke a lot more. I'd like to show him the tricks of setting the ignition up so it won't rev too high. It wouldn't bog anymore so he could do a decent burnout, and if he held the pedal in the carpet to hear his exhausts scream and make some smoke, it wouldn't blow the engine. I would love to be behind the Chevy for some ignition tests...

I wonder if the boys had hardons tonite in bed thinking about how hot the Chevy looked and sounded. They might not have been hard at the time they were doing it. The excitement of the first time they heard the thunderous roar of the Chevy and seeing it blow so much smoke might have kept them from getting hard at the time. I've always loved to see smoke and hear loud exhausts roar, but I used to always try to keep from getting hard if someone was with me. I always thought I was crazy for liking to see exhaust pipes smoke and hear them roar. I would sure hope that revving as intense as the driver did would be arousing to him. And, I would hope at least one of them shoots some serious cum because of this afternoon, because I will many times over for sure.