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After a long time I have found a place to share my experiences and feelings about the car stuck world with other people. Since I was very young, it has always caught my attention to see how people got stuck with the vehicle (it did not matter what it was, car, truck, etc.). There was a garage on the street where he lived and his owner used to spin the rear tires of his car for no reason. That coupled with the footwear he used (Converse All Star sneakers) caught my attention to the point where I tried to pass near his car when he got in to see him pump the pedals with his sneakers. He did not always succeed, although many times I heard him from home as he spun his tires with force…. UFFF! The dirt road helped him. Since then I have a weakness for those shoes and they are one of the ones that I like the most to drive feeling excited just by wearing them ... Just imagine turning the wheels in sand, mud or asphalt feeling the pedals under their soft soles ... In general, sports shoes are the footwear with which I feel the pleasure of jamming a vehicle the best. Living in an urban area, there was little chance of seeing people struggling to unblock their vehicle, but whenever he found a case, he did his best to see it up close. I still didn't really know what was happening to me or why I felt that, I just knew that I really liked seeing it. No one else would see the scene with me, so I thought I was a "freak." One day, during school break, I could see how a large cement truck struggled with the mud to climb a small ramp from a street. I don't know how long it was turning the wheels ... but there was no way. I couldn't go back. And watching its driver propel himself forward every time he hit the gas pedal hard made me feel good… and I didn't know why until then. Sometimes, I would convince my friends on the street to put stones in the front wheels when a truck was parked. Thus, when it tried to resume its march, the first thing it did was turn the rear wheels on the ground. I was looking for it, I really liked it. At that time, and since I lived in an urban area, I didn't have many opportunities to see many cases of stuck vehicles. At the age of 16 I had my first motorcycle, but it didn't have much power. I was trying to get stuck, but couldn't get any further than filling the wheels and mud shoes. And at 18 I had my first car. It was an underpowered FWD, and I wasn't getting anything but a slight erection driving in my favorite shoes, but nothing else. It didn't have enough power to burn the wheel, although I did manage to get it a bit stuck in the mud. It was during that time that they gave me a RWD car (my favorites) with enough power and I immediately went to look for an area with dirt. Where I live it rains very little, so there is not much mud. Now, there is dirt and sand. I went to the field, an area with dirt, I put the reverse gear and I pressed the accelerator hard. The sound of the wheels digging, the stones skipping and the smell of a burning wheel not only made my cock hard but I came intensely. It was wonderful. I didn't have much more chance of getting another car like that, but that experience laid the foundation for something that I really liked and that made me feel good. Since then I have a fetish for all young and medium-sized men wearing sports shoes (especially Converse and Adidas) who drive a vehicle. I imagine them spinning the wheels hard, hitting the pedals with their big feet, and imagining that they too get turned on doing it.
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I must have been only nine years old when this issue of Boys Life appeared with a story "The Desperate Ride".
The stuck scene is only a couple of paragraphs, but I pored over it many times, and it is the only story in that magazine whose title I remember today. We see that the story was "an award winner" and the author was only 17 himself. Maybe he wondered whether he dared to make that episode a little longer and more detailed? How many other readers devoured this story the way I did?
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¡Lástima!. No la pude traducir.
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The shining moment of bliss was young me at a buddie's summer birthday party back in the early 90's. Someone emptied a big kiddie pool out on the yard and the water ran down into a secluded off dug up garden with just dirt. Some of us got the idea to start romping in the garden since we were all in swimming trunks anyway. The water and the dirt combined together to make mud pies and were just bombarded each other and really churned up a knee-deep mud bog as we dug for "mud bomb" ammo! We all hosed off and went around to do our own stuff everywhere else in the party.
My buddy had my dream vehicle at the time: a 12v Power Wheels Suzuki quad and I was always jealous of not having one being an 80's kid, let alone go near mud with one. With everyone else pretty much preoccupied doing their own thing, it was the most exciting moment of my fetish. It was just me, the muddy garden, a fully charged quad in the corner, and butterflies in the stomach. It was my shot.
I went outside and hopped on the quad. I rode down to where the garden mud pit was and stopped right before going in. The butterflies in the stomach and heartbeat were more powerful than ever, I felt like I was going to just explode with excitement and I didn't even go in yet. I put it in 'high' gear and rode in. The plastic tires sloshed around on top of the mud but slowly the quad began to dig itself in. I hopped off and pulled the quad from the front to go into the deeper section of the pit. The mud already making it a chore to drag it. I hopped back on and gave it the 'gas pedal'. I watched with glee as the rear tires spun and did nothing but surround itself with churned mud. I could feel the quad point upwards as the rear just sunk in. I rocked the quad back and forth between reverse and forward just relishing the moment and just humped and pounced on the seat, pushing it further into the mud as it struggled harder to keep the wheels turning.
Bad news was I just left the quad in the garden buried and stuck. My buddy never did find out who did it LOL.
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Since I watched The Lost World as a kid (though technically, it wasn’t stuck lol). But it didn’t really take off til I met Eric and saw him spinning his tires in his black Tahoe time and time again. After that, I looked on YouTube for stuck videos; the first one I’d ever seen was one of a large red truck that’d gotten stuck in mud. Loud rock music was playing in the background, which kinda took away from it, but I still got off from the sound of the truck’s roaring, revving engine as it tried to break free
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(1). I was aware early. In the mid-80’s, the convenience store by the junior high I ended up going to kept their magazine rack around the corner from the tills, and didn’t keep their pornos behind the counter. So all the kids would end up in there looking at porno mags, at least the ones that weren’t wrapped up. I remember going in with my older cousins a few times, I was about 8 years old; they were 12 and 14 themselves. I was not quite into puberty, but educated enough to know that boners happen when you get turned on. One of these trips, the cousins were getting into a hardcore magazine, and a Petersen’s 4x4 magazine caught my eye. The straight porn didn’t really do anything for me but when I picked up the 4x4 magazine and found the Worst Stuck page, featuring a Toyota pickup buried in 3 feet of mud, I got HARD. Later, once I hit puberty and started jacking off, I’d go hang out at the soft sand pit by my house and watch the older kids with their dad’s 4x4’s getting buried stuck while beating off in the bushes out of sight. The sounds of the engines revving and the smell of exhaust on the dusty air still push me to orgasm when I remember it.
(2). Only recently. I’ve been watching Stuck videos on YouTube for years but only recently started looking at comments- especially once I saw a Spintires video where he was in those white and blue shorts and playing with his bone. Until I started reading comments and figuring out which channels were making stuck content as opposed to just screwing around and getting stuck, I actually thought that it was possible I might never encounter another person who had the same fetish as me. Now I know, if I ever decide to leave my little village in the arctic and return to the populated areas of Canada, there’s a good chance I’d be able to find someone to go for some stuck playtime with as well.
New around here, enjoying reading your experiences. I only have a couple of hot stuck experiences myself, but nothing gets me off faster than fantasizing about letting some hot (legal) boy get my truck hopelessly stuck while I stroke and suck him for as many orgasms as he can handle blowing off in a session.
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@gravey1of2 The 'Worst Stuck' page in Petersen's 4x4 mag was my porn section too. There was even a pic in there that was titled 'start 'em off young' and it was a kid with a Power Wheels jeep stuck in the mud. Looking that as a kid, I only wished it was me.
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@rex I remember that pic! Had a similar thought. There were other magazines; I think it was 4-Wheeler magazine? had a letters section that might as well have been Hustler’s Reader Letters. It seems so quaint now, with the advancement of internet and camera technology over the last 30 or 40 years.
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@gravey1of2 said in When did you...:
One of these trips, the cousins were getting into a hardcore magazine, and a Petersen’s 4x4 magazine caught my eye. The straight porn didn’t really do anything for me but when I picked up the 4x4 magazine and found the Worst Stuck page, featuring a Toyota pickup buried in 3 feet of mud, I got HARD.
Oh, I see from later posts that it's a magazine for vehicle enthusiasts. At first I thought it was something among the porn mags with a regular section for us.
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The 'Worst Stuck' page in Petersen's 4x4 mag was my porn section too. There was even a pic in there that was titled 'start 'em off young' and it was a kid with a Power Wheels jeep stuck in the mud.
Judging from the number of stuck Power Wheels vids for little tots in Youtube (we can't help bringing them up when we search), there will be plenty of us in the next generation.
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Is anyone else here old enough to remember the Spin and Marty series on TV? I never saw it, but had a comic book or two and remember imagining what an interesting life a boy named Spin might have. If I were to do it over, my nick here would be "Spinnin' Marty". Would anybody get the pun?
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my earliest experience was as a young teenager I lived on a steep long hill called parade road in Meredith NH.in the winter the hill was always slippery and I'd listen for my favorite hot rodder comet with duel exhaust climbing on up the road from far off in the distance .I'd race to the end of the driveway waiting and listening as he floored and fishtail struggling to climb the hill. Steve was his name and I looked forward each day at dusk as I heard him coming He'd always wave and gunned it extra hard for me as he continued climbing knowing that I liked seeing him. the comet was white and had a jacked assend with meaty tires chrome tipped trumpet pipes that were music to my ears and senses.I always had an amazing climax when I relieved myself in my room
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@bgweeks12454 Did it ever get icy enough that he couldn't make it all the way? Did he ever get totally stuck?
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@sirstuck yes those were my favorite times being a mechanic as well as his brother Lee manning he would crest just past my house where it dipped steeper and he just held that comet shifting as he burned his way thru the ice to blacktop. I loved once he got to the top waves and continued as I crotches down touching the burned icy tire marks and savor the exhaust lol
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@jay-jay Your remark about the school van getting stuck on a geography field trip struck a chord with me. I remember the school bus getting into difficuties on a steep bank in the snow. It was driven by 'Stan', a short stocky guy with a lantern jaw and shiny peaked driver's cap. He wore a pair of rubber wellingtons with the tops turned down revealing the canvass. The bus was spnning in the snow and he had several goes as the slope. I was excited/scarred and like you I could feel the wheel-spin coming up through the seat. I was too young for it really to get me but boy I remembered it later and still thrill at the sensation and those vibrations have produced enough spunk to compensate..
