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The Truckstop visit
By papercup69
It was a long drive. I was on my way back to my third year of college after spending the summer with my family. The drive was 8 hours across mostly flat prairie land with few opportunities for stops.
Traffic was light as most people took the newer highway. I opted to go this way because it was more direct. The new highway was an extra hour but it passed through more cities. This way had two stops. One was a gas station with restaurant, which I usually stopped at for lunch, and the other was only a washroom facility and stop where truckers usually parked overnight.
It was around 5pm and I had about 3 hours left until I got home, which meant I was getting close to the second stop: the washroom stop. I needed to go and would rather pee in a real bathroom rather than on the side of the road, which wasn't an uncommon sight to see.
I had just turned 20 and moved away for college two years ago. It was a good experience so far but it didn't do a lot to help my shyness. I had a good group of friends, never had a girlfriend, and wasn't even sure if I liked girls. I've had crushes on a few girls in my class but also thought I had crushes on a few guys too. I knew a cute guy when I saw one.
As for myself, I'm okay. I'm about 5'7, blonde hair, blue eyes, a little chubby but I wouldn't call myself overweight. I don't know if I'm desirable by anyone but maybe if I could get over my shyness, I might be able to win some hearts.
I could see the truck stop coming up so I began to slow down to turn in. The lot was usually pretty empty with just a few trucks parked and a few cars taking bathroom breaks. I pulled in and parked. 5:13pm. I was making good time!
I got out of the car and stretched my legs. I realized now that I really needed to pee so I locked up and headed toward the men's washroom.
The building used to be a gas station but the station was closed a few years back and only the bathrooms remained. They were maintained every couple days by a company from a nearby town so you never really knew what to expect or how clean it would be before you went in.
I got to the door and pushed open the door. Inside was a big E-shaped room with sinks along one stretch, urinals along the middle stretch on both walls and individual stalls on the furthest-in stretch. There was a man at the sink as I walked past, and beyond that a few men at various urinals. I usually chose a stall for privacy - and to avoid stage fright when trying to pee in public.
Most of the stalls were vandalized to some degree. One was missing a door entirely, another had a door hanging off a single hinge. The last stall in seemed the most secure and luckily was empty so I went in that one.
Relief!
After I pissed for nearly a minute, I gave my dick a shake, pulled back the foreskin and squeezed a little to get the last droplets out and put my dick back in my undies. Zipped up and was ready to go.
I walked back toward the sinks and gave my hands a quick rinse. As I was drying my hands with paper towel, the door opened and a big burly man walked in. He was about mid-50s, wearing sunglasses and a trucker's hat. He had a denim jacket with no sleeves on over a wifebeater and faded blue jeans. He lowered his sunglasses and gave me an obvious up-and-down look before stepping past toward the urinals.
His glance made me nervous so I threw the paper towel out and made my way toward the door.
When I got outside, I could see that my car was the only one left in the lot. Other than that, there were a few trucks parked but I couldn't see anyone else. My guess was the drivers were taking naps in the cabins of their trucks.
Truck-driving always interested me and I was curious to know what it was like inside one of these large 18-wheelers, so I took a curved route back toward my car to walk alongside one of the trucks that looked empty, hoping to get a glimpse inside.
Unfortunately, my height meant I couldn't see inside without climbing up on the truck and I wasn't about to do that so I decided it wasn't going to happen and started toward the car.
"Hey son," I heard a voice call out.
I looked back and saw the burly man from the bathroom stepping toward me.
"Nice evenin'," he said, as he took one big step after another, not too fast but not too slow either.
"Yeah, it is," I said, timidly.
"She's a beau, eh?" he said after that.
"Yeah," I said, not really knowing what he was talking about, but trying to be polite.
"The truck. She's a beaut. I saw you checking her out."
"Ah," I said, getting it. "Yeah, it's cool."
I knew I sounded like a duffus.
"Ever step inside one of these?" he asked me.
"No, I haven't," I said, wondering if he was inviting me in.
"Let ya take a look if ya like," he said, his gruff voice had a tone of friendliness in it.
I gave it a quick thought. He was being polite and it might be rude to turn him down. Plus, I wasn't in that much of a hurry to get home. Why not?
"Yeah, sure," I said, I could feel my face beaming.
He stood by the driver's door, reached up and pulled it open.
"Hop in," he said. "You should be able to fit behind the seat there, just watch your step."
I took a big step up and then another until I was inside the truck. I felt like I was about four feet off the ground. I squeezed in behind the driver's seat and was inside.
It was pretty spacious back here. I couldn't quite stand up fully but almost. There was a small cot, neatly made, a small fridge, a bag with some clothed. It was pretty neat back here.
I heard the man hop into the truck too, sitting in the driver's seat.
"Pretty cool, ain't it," he said, looking at me through the rear-view mirror.
"Yeah, it is. Do you have to sleep here much?" I asked.
"Every night," he said. "I drive across the country three times a month so this place is pretty much my second home."
I pondered that for a second. "It must get pretty lonely," I said, before realizing how blunt and insensitive the comment was.
"Sometimes, but it ain't so bad," he said. "You make friends out on the roads, start seeing the same guys on the same routes. I'm expecting a couple guys to show up here pretty soon actually. We're gonna play some cards for a bit and kill some time before hittin' the road."
That sounded pretty sweet, I thought. Maybe truck driving wasn't so bad.
"Yer welcome to stick 'round if ya like. You wouldn't have to put money in or anything."
I thought about it but figured I better get on the road myself.
"Thanks, but I should head out. I still have a lot of driving to do before I get back," I said to him.
"Hm," he grunted. "I hear ya. I don't suppose you wouldn't mind stickin around until one of my buddies show up. The company is nice."
"Yeah, if it's not too long," I said.
He got up from the driver's seat and made his way back into the cabin and sat on his cot. "Have a seat," he said, patting the bed next to him.
I sat down, my legs stretched out in front of me.
We sat in silence for a minute when he put his hand on my knee. I froze, not knowing what to do. His hand rubbed my knee and slowly started moving up my leg, rubbing the inside of my thigh. My eyes darted over and I could see his other hand was rubbing the front of his jeans. His breathing was getting heavy.
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable," he said finally, lifting his hand off of my leg.
I didn't know what to say, I was still in shock but at the same time, I realized I kind of liked the attention of this old guy.
He repositioned himself so that his body was facing me, one leg up on the cot behind me and the other on the floor. He reached his left arm up and put his hand on the back of my head, gently guiding me down until my face was in front of his crotch.
I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew I wasn't strong enough to overpower him. His left hand was still on my head as his right hand was unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper.
"Pull it out, won't ya boy?" I heard his gruff voice say.
I did as I was told and pulled the front of his jeans open, his hairy belly hanging over the top of the waistband of his underwear. I reached underneath those and put my hand inside, feeling a thick bush of pubes and finally a hard moist dick. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out.
It was thick! His glistening head pushing through the foreskin. I immediately smelled the familiar musky scent of sweaty crotch mixed with a heavy smell of piss.
He pushed my head into his crotch, his dick going into my mouth. My first time sucking a cock.
I just let him guide me as I didn't know what was going on. I wasn't sure if I was enjoying it but I knew I had to do this if I hoped to leave. I heard him moan lightly as my head bobbed up and down on his ripe hard dick. The head was hitting the back of my throat, causing me to gag but he kept pushing my head harder and harder into him, my forehead pushing against his belly fat and chin hitting his hairy ballsac.
He moaned as he started pushing my head faster and faster on his cock. I made sure to move my tongue around as that seemed to be getting the best reaction. All I knew was that I had to make him happy. I could taste piss and precum coming from his dick inside my mouth as my tongue ran along his head and foreskin.
After a few minutes, the door of the truck opened. The burly man held my head in place on his dick but stopped directing me.
"You in here, Jim?" I heard a voice call.
"Yeah," his gruff voice said just over me. "In here."
He was inviting another guy in here! Wasn't he afraid of the consequences of having another guy sucking him off? I didn't care. I knew that now I could leave. His friend was finally here!
"Woah," the other voice said. "What's this you got here?"
"A hot little boy," said the man I knew was named Jim. He didn't move his hand off my head and his dick was still in my mouth. And it was still hard. "I'm just showin him a good time here while waitin for you."
"Nice," said the other man. "Don't let me stop ya."
And with that, Jim pushed on my head again, making my gag again as he continued pleasuring himself with my mouth.
"Make him comfortable there, would ya?" Jim said. And then I felt a pair of hands on my waist, pulling down my shorts. I couldn't stop them as both of my arms were under me and before I knew it, I was naked from the waist down, my bare ass showing to these two strange men.
"Nice plump ass," the other guy said. "Look at it, Jim."
His hand slapped my ass, hard, and I jumped as Jim continued using my mouth.
"He's a nice cocksucker too," Jim said with a chuckle. "You should give 'im a try."
And Jim let my head go, allowing me to raise my head up. His 7 inch dick was wet with my saliva but it was throbbing and fully erect. I sat back on the bed gasping for deep breaths before realizing that now my own erect penis was visible to both men.
"Look at that," the other guy said. "It's so cute."
My 5 inch pencil dick was standing tall and proud against my trimmed blonde pubes and two round balls.
The other guy was a little older than Jim, maybe late 50s, leaner with a handlebar moustache and balding grey hair.
He reached out and wrapped his skeletal hands around my penis, jerking me off a little bit as Jim reached out and took off my shirt, leaving me fully naked and exposed.
"Give him a taste," Jim said, nodding toward the other guy's bulge.
The older man stood up, hunched over, and dropped his pants, revealing a thin but longer dick, cut and already oozing with precum. He stood in front of me, put his hand in my mouth and opened my lips before thrusting his hips at me, pushing into my mouth.
I fell backward with the man on top of me, thrusting quick and hard into my mouth, his head hitting the back of my throat. As he was fucking my face, Jim was lifting my legs onto the bed and I could hear him repositioning himself until I felt his dick up against my hole.
"Spit into my hand," he said and the older guy, between grunts, spit a few times. Then I felt a wet hand rub against my ass.
Right away I felt it go in. The sharp pain shot through my body as Jim pushed his thick dick into my ass, going right in as far as he could. As soon as he was satisfied, he started to thrust, not going in sync with his friend who was still going at it on my mouth. My upper hand and lower half must have looked like a rag doll as the two men fucked me hard.
After about five minutes, the older guy started to ease up on his rough thrusts until I suddenly felt a shot of cum on my throat as he let out a loud greasy moan. He shot a few more loads, holding my head in place as his dick finished in my mouth. Jim slowed his thrusting too. "You feel so good," he moaned, as he held my hips with his hands and pushed deep.
"How was he?" he asked breathlessly to the other guy, who had finally pulled out of my mouth.
"Nice mouth," he said. "Wish I could have tried that ass though, as he sat next to my head and caught his breath, watching Jim fuck my ass.
"Go see, ugh, if Thomas is, ugh, here yet," Jim said, grunting.
The old guy got up and peered out the side window.
"He's waiting outside," he said with a grin. "I'll tell him to come in." And with that he knocked on the window and motioned for him to come in.
The door opens and in it appeared a heavy set man who looked to be in his 40s with a big beard and big round face.
"I knew something was goin' on in here," he said with a laugh as he stepped through.
"I'm almost done," Jim said, as his breathing started to get louder. He pulled my body toward him and instead of humping me, pulled me into him so that his dick was pushing further into me. Within a few seconds he gasps, "I'm coming!" I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he stopped moving, loudly gasping and growing with each spasm.
"Ooooh," he groaned loudly as the other men watched. The new bear looked at my hungrily as he rubbed the front of his pants.
"My turn," he said, as Jim relaxed and pulled out of me. Without a second to spare, the bear's hands were on me and flipping me over so that I was face down on the cot.
"I prefer it this way," he said, as I heard a zipper and his pants drop.
"He'll like that," the friend said, his voice impressed.
"9 and a half inches," the bear said, "thick as a can of soda."
I braced myself as I heard a throaty spit and the familiar sound of a penis being lubed up.
The felt a tongue between my cheeks, flicking around my hole, leaving between a wad of spit.
"Your cum tastes sweet," he said to Jim. "I'll be glad to add mine to it."
And with that, he pushed his dick against my hole and in it went, not as painful as the last one but I knew it was massive. His huge hairy legs were wrapped around my skinny pale ones as he lay on top of me, his heavy breathing on my neck. He started kissing my neck and put his massive forearm underneath my chest, holding my close to him as he fucked my hole bare.
He didn't last as long as Jim as within about three minutes, he was grunting between spasms shooting his load deep inside me.
"Oh...! Don't that feel good boy?" he said between loads, "It feels good, huh?"
After what seemed like a minute-long orgasm, he finally stopped but didn't pull out, instead laying there on top of my used naked body. His cock still hard inside of me.
"I think he still has some cum to shoot," Jim said. "Why don't you turn him over and let him jerk off?"
And with that, the big bear pulled down and sat down, his soft dick still huge and thick and covered with his and Jim's cum.
With three pairs of eyes on me, I rolled over and once again revealed my hard 5 inch pencil dick and wrapped my hand around it and started to jerk, my hole sore from two big cocks having just been in it, cum oozing out of it.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine a hot girl from school but couldn't get anything other than these three old men out of my head so I opened my eyes and looked them in the eye, one after another, as I masturbated hard and fast, showing them I meant it.
"Look at him go," the friend said.
After a few minutes, I felt it come and let it happen, shooting globs of cum over my chest and on the cot beside me.
The bear, who was still sitting beside me watching, reached over with a big hairy hand and wiped up some of my cum and licked it off his fingers.
"I love boy cum," he said.
"Ok, let's play cards boys," Jim said suddenly as I saw him pick up my clothes, open the driver's side window and throw them out. "You'll have to go out there to get dressed, I'm afraid," he said, with a sly wink.
Shy, sore, defeated and covered in cum on both my front and back, I quietly got up, stepped in front of the three satisfied men, and jumped down from the truck, fully naked and in plain view of three other men walking across the parking lot toward the bathroom.
I didn't even bother putting my clothes on there. I just walked back toward my car, with all eyes on me naked, cum covered and ready to go home.
By papercup69
It was a long drive. I was on my way back to my third year of college after spending the summer with my family. The drive was 8 hours across mostly flat prairie land with few opportunities for stops.
Traffic was light as most people took the newer highway. I opted to go this way because it was more direct. The new highway was an extra hour but it passed through more cities. This way had two stops. One was a gas station with restaurant, which I usually stopped at for lunch, and the other was only a washroom facility and stop where truckers usually parked overnight.
It was around 5pm and I had about 3 hours left until I got home, which meant I was getting close to the second stop: the washroom stop. I needed to go and would rather pee in a real bathroom rather than on the side of the road, which wasn't an uncommon sight to see.
I had just turned 20 and moved away for college two years ago. It was a good experience so far but it didn't do a lot to help my shyness. I had a good group of friends, never had a girlfriend, and wasn't even sure if I liked girls. I've had crushes on a few girls in my class but also thought I had crushes on a few guys too. I knew a cute guy when I saw one.
As for myself, I'm okay. I'm about 5'7, blonde hair, blue eyes, a little chubby but I wouldn't call myself overweight. I don't know if I'm desirable by anyone but maybe if I could get over my shyness, I might be able to win some hearts.
I could see the truck stop coming up so I began to slow down to turn in. The lot was usually pretty empty with just a few trucks parked and a few cars taking bathroom breaks. I pulled in and parked. 5:13pm. I was making good time!
I got out of the car and stretched my legs. I realized now that I really needed to pee so I locked up and headed toward the men's washroom.
The building used to be a gas station but the station was closed a few years back and only the bathrooms remained. They were maintained every couple days by a company from a nearby town so you never really knew what to expect or how clean it would be before you went in.
I got to the door and pushed open the door. Inside was a big E-shaped room with sinks along one stretch, urinals along the middle stretch on both walls and individual stalls on the furthest-in stretch. There was a man at the sink as I walked past, and beyond that a few men at various urinals. I usually chose a stall for privacy - and to avoid stage fright when trying to pee in public.
Most of the stalls were vandalized to some degree. One was missing a door entirely, another had a door hanging off a single hinge. The last stall in seemed the most secure and luckily was empty so I went in that one.
Relief!
After I pissed for nearly a minute, I gave my dick a shake, pulled back the foreskin and squeezed a little to get the last droplets out and put my dick back in my undies. Zipped up and was ready to go.
I walked back toward the sinks and gave my hands a quick rinse. As I was drying my hands with paper towel, the door opened and a big burly man walked in. He was about mid-50s, wearing sunglasses and a trucker's hat. He had a denim jacket with no sleeves on over a wifebeater and faded blue jeans. He lowered his sunglasses and gave me an obvious up-and-down look before stepping past toward the urinals.
His glance made me nervous so I threw the paper towel out and made my way toward the door.
When I got outside, I could see that my car was the only one left in the lot. Other than that, there were a few trucks parked but I couldn't see anyone else. My guess was the drivers were taking naps in the cabins of their trucks.
Truck-driving always interested me and I was curious to know what it was like inside one of these large 18-wheelers, so I took a curved route back toward my car to walk alongside one of the trucks that looked empty, hoping to get a glimpse inside.
Unfortunately, my height meant I couldn't see inside without climbing up on the truck and I wasn't about to do that so I decided it wasn't going to happen and started toward the car.
"Hey son," I heard a voice call out.
I looked back and saw the burly man from the bathroom stepping toward me.
"Nice evenin'," he said, as he took one big step after another, not too fast but not too slow either.
"Yeah, it is," I said, timidly.
"She's a beau, eh?" he said after that.
"Yeah," I said, not really knowing what he was talking about, but trying to be polite.
"The truck. She's a beaut. I saw you checking her out."
"Ah," I said, getting it. "Yeah, it's cool."
I knew I sounded like a duffus.
"Ever step inside one of these?" he asked me.
"No, I haven't," I said, wondering if he was inviting me in.
"Let ya take a look if ya like," he said, his gruff voice had a tone of friendliness in it.
I gave it a quick thought. He was being polite and it might be rude to turn him down. Plus, I wasn't in that much of a hurry to get home. Why not?
"Yeah, sure," I said, I could feel my face beaming.
He stood by the driver's door, reached up and pulled it open.
"Hop in," he said. "You should be able to fit behind the seat there, just watch your step."
I took a big step up and then another until I was inside the truck. I felt like I was about four feet off the ground. I squeezed in behind the driver's seat and was inside.
It was pretty spacious back here. I couldn't quite stand up fully but almost. There was a small cot, neatly made, a small fridge, a bag with some clothed. It was pretty neat back here.
I heard the man hop into the truck too, sitting in the driver's seat.
"Pretty cool, ain't it," he said, looking at me through the rear-view mirror.
"Yeah, it is. Do you have to sleep here much?" I asked.
"Every night," he said. "I drive across the country three times a month so this place is pretty much my second home."
I pondered that for a second. "It must get pretty lonely," I said, before realizing how blunt and insensitive the comment was.
"Sometimes, but it ain't so bad," he said. "You make friends out on the roads, start seeing the same guys on the same routes. I'm expecting a couple guys to show up here pretty soon actually. We're gonna play some cards for a bit and kill some time before hittin' the road."
That sounded pretty sweet, I thought. Maybe truck driving wasn't so bad.
"Yer welcome to stick 'round if ya like. You wouldn't have to put money in or anything."
I thought about it but figured I better get on the road myself.
"Thanks, but I should head out. I still have a lot of driving to do before I get back," I said to him.
"Hm," he grunted. "I hear ya. I don't suppose you wouldn't mind stickin around until one of my buddies show up. The company is nice."
"Yeah, if it's not too long," I said.
He got up from the driver's seat and made his way back into the cabin and sat on his cot. "Have a seat," he said, patting the bed next to him.
I sat down, my legs stretched out in front of me.
We sat in silence for a minute when he put his hand on my knee. I froze, not knowing what to do. His hand rubbed my knee and slowly started moving up my leg, rubbing the inside of my thigh. My eyes darted over and I could see his other hand was rubbing the front of his jeans. His breathing was getting heavy.
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable," he said finally, lifting his hand off of my leg.
I didn't know what to say, I was still in shock but at the same time, I realized I kind of liked the attention of this old guy.
He repositioned himself so that his body was facing me, one leg up on the cot behind me and the other on the floor. He reached his left arm up and put his hand on the back of my head, gently guiding me down until my face was in front of his crotch.
I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew I wasn't strong enough to overpower him. His left hand was still on my head as his right hand was unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper.
"Pull it out, won't ya boy?" I heard his gruff voice say.
I did as I was told and pulled the front of his jeans open, his hairy belly hanging over the top of the waistband of his underwear. I reached underneath those and put my hand inside, feeling a thick bush of pubes and finally a hard moist dick. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out.
It was thick! His glistening head pushing through the foreskin. I immediately smelled the familiar musky scent of sweaty crotch mixed with a heavy smell of piss.
He pushed my head into his crotch, his dick going into my mouth. My first time sucking a cock.
I just let him guide me as I didn't know what was going on. I wasn't sure if I was enjoying it but I knew I had to do this if I hoped to leave. I heard him moan lightly as my head bobbed up and down on his ripe hard dick. The head was hitting the back of my throat, causing me to gag but he kept pushing my head harder and harder into him, my forehead pushing against his belly fat and chin hitting his hairy ballsac.
He moaned as he started pushing my head faster and faster on his cock. I made sure to move my tongue around as that seemed to be getting the best reaction. All I knew was that I had to make him happy. I could taste piss and precum coming from his dick inside my mouth as my tongue ran along his head and foreskin.
After a few minutes, the door of the truck opened. The burly man held my head in place on his dick but stopped directing me.
"You in here, Jim?" I heard a voice call.
"Yeah," his gruff voice said just over me. "In here."
He was inviting another guy in here! Wasn't he afraid of the consequences of having another guy sucking him off? I didn't care. I knew that now I could leave. His friend was finally here!
"Woah," the other voice said. "What's this you got here?"
"A hot little boy," said the man I knew was named Jim. He didn't move his hand off my head and his dick was still in my mouth. And it was still hard. "I'm just showin him a good time here while waitin for you."
"Nice," said the other man. "Don't let me stop ya."
And with that, Jim pushed on my head again, making my gag again as he continued pleasuring himself with my mouth.
"Make him comfortable there, would ya?" Jim said. And then I felt a pair of hands on my waist, pulling down my shorts. I couldn't stop them as both of my arms were under me and before I knew it, I was naked from the waist down, my bare ass showing to these two strange men.
"Nice plump ass," the other guy said. "Look at it, Jim."
His hand slapped my ass, hard, and I jumped as Jim continued using my mouth.
"He's a nice cocksucker too," Jim said with a chuckle. "You should give 'im a try."
And Jim let my head go, allowing me to raise my head up. His 7 inch dick was wet with my saliva but it was throbbing and fully erect. I sat back on the bed gasping for deep breaths before realizing that now my own erect penis was visible to both men.
"Look at that," the other guy said. "It's so cute."
My 5 inch pencil dick was standing tall and proud against my trimmed blonde pubes and two round balls.
The other guy was a little older than Jim, maybe late 50s, leaner with a handlebar moustache and balding grey hair.
He reached out and wrapped his skeletal hands around my penis, jerking me off a little bit as Jim reached out and took off my shirt, leaving me fully naked and exposed.
"Give him a taste," Jim said, nodding toward the other guy's bulge.
The older man stood up, hunched over, and dropped his pants, revealing a thin but longer dick, cut and already oozing with precum. He stood in front of me, put his hand in my mouth and opened my lips before thrusting his hips at me, pushing into my mouth.
I fell backward with the man on top of me, thrusting quick and hard into my mouth, his head hitting the back of my throat. As he was fucking my face, Jim was lifting my legs onto the bed and I could hear him repositioning himself until I felt his dick up against my hole.
"Spit into my hand," he said and the older guy, between grunts, spit a few times. Then I felt a wet hand rub against my ass.
Right away I felt it go in. The sharp pain shot through my body as Jim pushed his thick dick into my ass, going right in as far as he could. As soon as he was satisfied, he started to thrust, not going in sync with his friend who was still going at it on my mouth. My upper hand and lower half must have looked like a rag doll as the two men fucked me hard.
After about five minutes, the older guy started to ease up on his rough thrusts until I suddenly felt a shot of cum on my throat as he let out a loud greasy moan. He shot a few more loads, holding my head in place as his dick finished in my mouth. Jim slowed his thrusting too. "You feel so good," he moaned, as he held my hips with his hands and pushed deep.
"How was he?" he asked breathlessly to the other guy, who had finally pulled out of my mouth.
"Nice mouth," he said. "Wish I could have tried that ass though, as he sat next to my head and caught his breath, watching Jim fuck my ass.
"Go see, ugh, if Thomas is, ugh, here yet," Jim said, grunting.
The old guy got up and peered out the side window.
"He's waiting outside," he said with a grin. "I'll tell him to come in." And with that he knocked on the window and motioned for him to come in.
The door opens and in it appeared a heavy set man who looked to be in his 40s with a big beard and big round face.
"I knew something was goin' on in here," he said with a laugh as he stepped through.
"I'm almost done," Jim said, as his breathing started to get louder. He pulled my body toward him and instead of humping me, pulled me into him so that his dick was pushing further into me. Within a few seconds he gasps, "I'm coming!" I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he stopped moving, loudly gasping and growing with each spasm.
"Ooooh," he groaned loudly as the other men watched. The new bear looked at my hungrily as he rubbed the front of his pants.
"My turn," he said, as Jim relaxed and pulled out of me. Without a second to spare, the bear's hands were on me and flipping me over so that I was face down on the cot.
"I prefer it this way," he said, as I heard a zipper and his pants drop.
"He'll like that," the friend said, his voice impressed.
"9 and a half inches," the bear said, "thick as a can of soda."
I braced myself as I heard a throaty spit and the familiar sound of a penis being lubed up.
The felt a tongue between my cheeks, flicking around my hole, leaving between a wad of spit.
"Your cum tastes sweet," he said to Jim. "I'll be glad to add mine to it."
And with that, he pushed his dick against my hole and in it went, not as painful as the last one but I knew it was massive. His huge hairy legs were wrapped around my skinny pale ones as he lay on top of me, his heavy breathing on my neck. He started kissing my neck and put his massive forearm underneath my chest, holding my close to him as he fucked my hole bare.
He didn't last as long as Jim as within about three minutes, he was grunting between spasms shooting his load deep inside me.
"Oh...! Don't that feel good boy?" he said between loads, "It feels good, huh?"
After what seemed like a minute-long orgasm, he finally stopped but didn't pull out, instead laying there on top of my used naked body. His cock still hard inside of me.
"I think he still has some cum to shoot," Jim said. "Why don't you turn him over and let him jerk off?"
And with that, the big bear pulled down and sat down, his soft dick still huge and thick and covered with his and Jim's cum.
With three pairs of eyes on me, I rolled over and once again revealed my hard 5 inch pencil dick and wrapped my hand around it and started to jerk, my hole sore from two big cocks having just been in it, cum oozing out of it.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine a hot girl from school but couldn't get anything other than these three old men out of my head so I opened my eyes and looked them in the eye, one after another, as I masturbated hard and fast, showing them I meant it.
"Look at him go," the friend said.
After a few minutes, I felt it come and let it happen, shooting globs of cum over my chest and on the cot beside me.
The bear, who was still sitting beside me watching, reached over with a big hairy hand and wiped up some of my cum and licked it off his fingers.
"I love boy cum," he said.
"Ok, let's play cards boys," Jim said suddenly as I saw him pick up my clothes, open the driver's side window and throw them out. "You'll have to go out there to get dressed, I'm afraid," he said, with a sly wink.
Shy, sore, defeated and covered in cum on both my front and back, I quietly got up, stepped in front of the three satisfied men, and jumped down from the truck, fully naked and in plain view of three other men walking across the parking lot toward the bathroom.
I didn't even bother putting my clothes on there. I just walked back toward my car, with all eyes on me naked, cum covered and ready to go home.
Aspen
- 01.01.2023
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