#StuckFan (Part 5 - Angler)

[Xavier B]

Ian first laid eyes on Joel during the middle of the first semester. It was during one of his walks; as Ian passed by the fields he caught glimpse of Joel’s Ram charging through the fields, moving unevenly before getting caught in a ditch. He stared from afar, as Joel spun his rear tires so hard that the zzzzzZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz could be heard almost clearly. Ian captured as much of that moment on video as he could, then rubbed out a couple of loads that night.

Five months later, when the second semester came around, Ian was surprised that Joel was in the same class as him. He’d pass him in the halls many times before, but couldn’t muster up the courage to ask him to hang. Ian would eye him in class—his dusty jeans and boots gave him THOSE feelings on and off.

Ian knew that Lyle and Joel were close, so he didn’t want to cross any forbidden lines. He DID, however, want to ride with him. He wanted to get him stuck, and have him unleash all his truck’s power trying to escape. Those thoughts had him on cloud nine, and timidity aside he wanted to make them a reality.

He finally got the chance, in mid-March. He asked Joel for a ride home, and being the Samaritan he was, Joel obliged. Just being in Joel’s truck gave Ian butterflies. He blocked off half of his driveway beforehand, forcing Joel to park on his wet backyard. As he backed up, his tires rolled onto the wet grass with a squelch. They spun a bit as he managed to get the whole truck onto the front yard.

Joel looked over at Ian. “Is your yard always this wet?” he asked.

“Ummm…ye-yeah!” Ian said.

“Weird”, Joel remarked. “It’s been a while since it rained….”

Ian shrugged. “What can I say? The sprinklers have a mind of their own, sometimes.”

Joel stared at Ian for a few seconds, then nodded. “Well, I’ll be careful leavin’. Don’t wanna mess up this nice lawn of yours, ya know?”

“Yeah”, Ian replied, looking away from Joel’s piercing glance. “That’d probably be best.”

He said goodbye to Joel, left his muddy Chucks at his door, and went inside. As soon as he heard Joel’s truck start, he left his phone at the window to record.

Suddenly, a loud ZZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZzzzzz from Joel’s spinning tires filled the living room. Ian fought the urge to look out the window—he didn’t want Joel to catch him peeping. He heard Joel switch to Reverse, followed by a shorter zzzZZZZZzzzz as he managed to get back. He switched gears again, and tried to drive out, but he couldn’t escape.

Ian’s member was at full attention, and he stroked to the sound of Joel struggling to escape his yard. “Come on, come on….”, he whispered, getting closer and closer to climax. Suddenly, Joel started to rev his engine, before shifting into Drive and hitting the gas rather hard. His tires spun in their freshly-made ruts for a good five seconds, before screeching on the pavement. By the time Joel took off onto the street, Ian had shot a thin stream of cum onto the carpet.

“Whoa! That was intense….”, Ian said to himself. He was rather impressed, both with Joel and with himself; not only was he able to get Joel stuck for a few minutes, he got it on video too.

Before heading to sleep, Ian played what he recorded. It shows Joel’s truck struggling to leave Ian’s yard. His rear tires spun helplessly, slowly sinking into the saturated ground with each attempt at rocking the truck free. Though faintly, you could see Joel’s body jerking forward as he hit the gas. After a few failed attempts, Joel finally backed up, gave a few revs, switched to 4WD, then powered through the mud until he broke free and drove out of Ian’s driveway.

Ian got hard all over again, and rubbed out a second load before laying down.