Hitch hikers...who has had fun this way?

I think this is going to be a good thread. I used to hitch hike quite a lot when I was young, but never lucky enough to get in a situation like these

Same here, except for two times that I recall when I got hit on. One guy was ugly and not very nice and the other was when a nice guy picked me up, but I had to get home in a hurry. Turned them both down. Wish I'd had more opportunities though.
 
Same here, except for two times that I recall when I got hit on. One guy was ugly and not very nice and the other was when a nice guy picked me up, but I had to get home in a hurry. Turned them both down. Wish I'd had more opportunities though.

It's a shame you didn't have more time to see where it might have gone.
 
I was in college and the area where all the bars were was about a mile from campus. It was well after midnight and I had had more than my fill. I left my friends and headed back to the dorms.

There was a place where people stood and hitchhiked rather than trek back on foot. Usually it was easy to get rides from that spot since it was obvious you were a student heading back to campus. Etiquette required that you stand farther up the street from the others who got there first - which was only fair. I was last to arrive and thus I stood at the end of the line.

A car approached and slowly passed the line of hitchhikers and stopped by me, the only solo male in the group which made me a little suspicious. Nevertheless, I jumped in. The driver was about 30 and had a military style haircut and thus I assumed he was from the airbase on the other side of the town.

He quickly starting chatting me up and I suspected he was looking to hookup - something I had never done but was curious about if the right situation came along. When he asked if I had many girlfriends my suspicions were confirmed. I was nervous but kind of turned on. He then said that he liked both girls and guys if I was interested. I declined almost as a reflex, sure that he would try to persuade me and that I would allow him to talk me into doing something. However, he just dropped it and drove me to my dorm and let me out. If he had said anything, or put his hand on my leg and slid it up to my crotch I would have been all in.

For years I regretted not asking what he had in mind and maybe having a little secret encounter. Alas, that would have to wait 25 years.
 
Glad this thread has been resurrected. It's hot!
I used to hitch hike as a youngster but nothing ever happened whenever I got a lift. Oh the fantasies. Perhaps I should start picking up young hitch hikers now I'm older. But then I would probably be too nervous to make a move on him.
Your final sentence made me smile. At my age now it's all fond memories but I'm happy to have them!
 
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