Taking a Dump
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When i was younger and single I used to find the winter nights pretty long, cold and boring. To pass the time I became a heavy duty cruise freak. I liked nothing better than hitting the parking lots or a truckers lay-by to see what was about and around. Most nights things were pretty good and usually some horny cum filled lorry driver would invite yo into his warm cab for a bit of fun.
I was in bar in Brighton and got chatting to this guy, I had seen him around a few of the cruising spots, but had never had sex or even a cat with him. We started to chat over a few beers about the things we liked about cruising. His thing was to either hang around bus shelters late at night or hitchhike. He worked at a popular holiday park on the south coast and would often get back home late at night after the buses had finished. He preferred to walk as that gave him a chance to find some cock for the evening. Note to self, start driving around Littlehampton late at night.We said our good byes and I headed for home, it was a long drive .
About three weeks later I thought I wonder if that guys is about tonight, Drove up and down the road I thought he might use two or three times, no luck. Looked at the bus shelters, no luck, so headed off to a lorry stop, Some nice cock about, all willing and ready for a bit of fun.
On the way back I saw this guy sitting in a bus shelter. He was not in his normal holiday rep kit but was sitting there all skinned up. Denim jacket, bleached out jeans, big fuck off boots. I pulled over and rolled down the window and said, think the buses are done, he said he knew that but was just sitting having a smoke. I told him I was heading down the front and that I could drop him somewhere if he wanted.
He got in the cart and fuck the smell of sex off him ,filled the space.I noticed his jacket and polo shirt were stained and marked. I told him he looked different tonight, his answer was that these were his playing clothes. I thought fuck , I wanna get in to this guys playground. He asked me to stop and as we were at the top of his road. I asked him just out of interest if the stains on his clothing were jizz; they were.. He asked me if i would like to come up and see how he got them them, BANG I was in .
Before too long he was telling all about what he did, where, when and how often, He could see that i was getting horned up and he soon began to take off his jeans. Boots first then he took off his jeans, Nice chunky, shaved out ,cut cock, beautiful. I went to lift his jacket and shirt and he asked if he could leave it in place, I had no objection, you see the thing he was, he liked to have people spit and cum on him. On his shirt, face, jacket> for him sucking a cock while getting loads of dirty banter turned him right on, and it was working for me big time
He could suck cock with the best and the harder you got with your banter the better he sucked, it was a win win situation. He kept going only cock, plenty of spit running down his face and onto his shirt. He looked up at me let go of my cock and said that he was pretty worthless and that he was no better than a dog , that he should be in the gutter and that anything in the gutter should be spat at! He looked up tilted back his head and opened his mouth wide. Without thinking i sucked up a big mouth of spit and sent it his way. He went nuts with excitement, asked for more. Between my deposits in his mouth he would suck my cock and balls, wet with his spit and mine.
This carried on for a bit, he was like a wet suck machine, all running down his face onto his shirt and jacket. I could not keep it in any longer, grabbed his head and thrust deep into his mouth and shoot a big load of cum right to the back of his throat. He played and swirled it around his mouth then let it dribble out onto his shirt and jacket. He then lay on his back and worked his boner like a machine , he kept on asking me to spit on him and to go heavy with the banter. My pleasure and he shot like jet of cream, all up the belly of his shirt and jacket.His balls tight tight in his sack high up against the base of his boner.
Happy all around. We had a few more hook ups, one night I picked him up hitching a ride from work late, acted like we didn't know each other, the out come was the same. Was a great pleasure to play in his playground, hi never washed his shirt or jacket, they just got more and more stained. He would show me stains and tell me who had shot them there. He has moved now, gone on to better thing is guess.
I was in bar in Brighton and got chatting to this guy, I had seen him around a few of the cruising spots, but had never had sex or even a cat with him. We started to chat over a few beers about the things we liked about cruising. His thing was to either hang around bus shelters late at night or hitchhike. He worked at a popular holiday park on the south coast and would often get back home late at night after the buses had finished. He preferred to walk as that gave him a chance to find some cock for the evening. Note to self, start driving around Littlehampton late at night.We said our good byes and I headed for home, it was a long drive .
About three weeks later I thought I wonder if that guys is about tonight, Drove up and down the road I thought he might use two or three times, no luck. Looked at the bus shelters, no luck, so headed off to a lorry stop, Some nice cock about, all willing and ready for a bit of fun.
On the way back I saw this guy sitting in a bus shelter. He was not in his normal holiday rep kit but was sitting there all skinned up. Denim jacket, bleached out jeans, big fuck off boots. I pulled over and rolled down the window and said, think the buses are done, he said he knew that but was just sitting having a smoke. I told him I was heading down the front and that I could drop him somewhere if he wanted.
He got in the cart and fuck the smell of sex off him ,filled the space.I noticed his jacket and polo shirt were stained and marked. I told him he looked different tonight, his answer was that these were his playing clothes. I thought fuck , I wanna get in to this guys playground. He asked me to stop and as we were at the top of his road. I asked him just out of interest if the stains on his clothing were jizz; they were.. He asked me if i would like to come up and see how he got them them, BANG I was in .
Before too long he was telling all about what he did, where, when and how often, He could see that i was getting horned up and he soon began to take off his jeans. Boots first then he took off his jeans, Nice chunky, shaved out ,cut cock, beautiful. I went to lift his jacket and shirt and he asked if he could leave it in place, I had no objection, you see the thing he was, he liked to have people spit and cum on him. On his shirt, face, jacket> for him sucking a cock while getting loads of dirty banter turned him right on, and it was working for me big time
He could suck cock with the best and the harder you got with your banter the better he sucked, it was a win win situation. He kept going only cock, plenty of spit running down his face and onto his shirt. He looked up at me let go of my cock and said that he was pretty worthless and that he was no better than a dog , that he should be in the gutter and that anything in the gutter should be spat at! He looked up tilted back his head and opened his mouth wide. Without thinking i sucked up a big mouth of spit and sent it his way. He went nuts with excitement, asked for more. Between my deposits in his mouth he would suck my cock and balls, wet with his spit and mine.
This carried on for a bit, he was like a wet suck machine, all running down his face onto his shirt and jacket. I could not keep it in any longer, grabbed his head and thrust deep into his mouth and shoot a big load of cum right to the back of his throat. He played and swirled it around his mouth then let it dribble out onto his shirt and jacket. He then lay on his back and worked his boner like a machine , he kept on asking me to spit on him and to go heavy with the banter. My pleasure and he shot like jet of cream, all up the belly of his shirt and jacket.His balls tight tight in his sack high up against the base of his boner.
Happy all around. We had a few more hook ups, one night I picked him up hitching a ride from work late, acted like we didn't know each other, the out come was the same. Was a great pleasure to play in his playground, hi never washed his shirt or jacket, they just got more and more stained. He would show me stains and tell me who had shot them there. He has moved now, gone on to better thing is guess.
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