Cody and Rusty – Chapter 8A – Truckers' Haven
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"So where are we going?" Cody asked. "Truckers' Haven," Rusty replied.
"What?" Cody exclaimed. "Trucker's Haven." Rusty replied again.
"You got to be kidding." Cody responded. "Nope, that's what is called. Well, that and Truckers' Load Drop." Rusty laughed.
"So, what is this Truckers' Haven all about?" Cody asked.
Rusty gave the story as he knew it. Truckers' Haven was a former public truck stop on a state highway that existed before the interstate was built through the area. When the interstate was built, the state closed this rest area. A local farmer bought the land on which the truck stop was built and was planning to build a equipment shop on the location, but never did. Another guy bought the land and reopened the rest area as a "private" location.
Now truckers who know about it can pull off the interstate and after a couple of turns be at Truckers' Haven. The owner asks for a donation for its operation, but for the most part, it is just a big site with lots of gravel to park on, an old concrete block restroom, several picnic tables, and lots of shade. Truckers who are looking for a private location to just hang out and have some fun without the police hassling them – this is the place to go. The owner obviously knew what he was doing when he cleaned up the old rest area and re-opened it. Rumors have it that the owner joins in on the fun without anyone knowing who he is.
Rusty and Cody were having their first road trip after all of the COVID issues had started to calm down. They had met at the Edison County Fairgrounds the year before, and Rusty had introduced Cody to the fun of man-on-man fun. And they have had a lot of fun – mostly at the fairgrounds and in Rusty's truck cab. Now Rusty had Cody ride along on a trip to pick up a new flatbed trailer. The first night of the trip, they had rolled around in the sleeper cab bed and now Rusty was going introduce Cody to one of his favorite stops when on the road.
Rusty pulled off the highway and into a maze of traffic cones. It appeared that the highway department was doing some upgrades to the interchange with a crew of sweaty men working on the overpass. They finally got through the repair zone and made a couple of turns onto the old state highway, and there it was – Truckers' Haven with a sign to prove it. On the bottom of the sign, it said "Private Facility," "Membership Required," and "Open from Memorial Day until Labor Day."
"So, what is the membership requirement?" Cody asked.
"Well, there is a donation box on the outside of the restroom building and I usually drop $10 buck in for a night so we will drop in a $20 for the two of us." Rusty replied.
"That sounds pretty cheap for a parking stop with benefits." Cody added.
"Yep, it is worth every dollar from the times that I've stopped." Rusty laughed.
It was just as Rusty described – big gravel parking lot with a concrete building in a grassy island in the middle. There were picnic tables sitting along the sides of the island and also along the outer edges of the parking area. There were no trucks at this point – it was late afternoon and the summer crowd usually didn't show up until closer to dusk. Rusty drove to the far end of the grassy island in the middle of the parking area.
"So here we are!" Rusty exclaimed.
"It doesn't look very well attended." Cody added.
"Well, let's take a walk around and grill some dinner. By the time we are done there will be more trucks, and we will have some fun!" Rusty replied.
"And you expect many trucks on a Thursday night?" Cody asked.
"From my experience, Thursday is the best night to be here. On Friday through the weekend, most drivers are back at home with their wives doing whatever they do at home. Early in the week, most drivers are pretty busy driving and don't take the time to stop. By Thursday night, most drivers are horned up and know that they won't get much action at home because the wives just want their husbands to do chores and watch the kids." Rusty explained.
"So, we are gonna just relax a bit and get ready for a fun evening." Rusty added.
"Well, show me the ropes. I just hope you know what your talkin' about." Cody laughed.
Rusty parked the truck by his favorite picnic table that had a grill stand nearby and both of them got out and stretched from sitting in the cap all day. Rusty suggested that they take a walk around the grounds. They walked the edges of the parking area. There were picnic tables along the edge about every 50 feet so every truck that parked could have a table to use. Along the middle island, there were also tables with an old concrete block restroom building. As they walked up to it, Rusty explained that the facilities had some additions. There was a wooden fence around the back of the building, and Rusty led Cody into it. Inside the fence was a nice deck with a couple of shower heads. On the roof of the building was a big solar water tank to provide heated water for the showers. One of the showers had a bypass for a hose – obviously a "clean out" hose for men who knew what that was used for.
"Well, the owner thinks of everything doesn't he." Cody stated. "Yep, and the inside has some improvements as well." Rusty added.
Rusty explained that the Women's Restroom' was a normal restroom with two stalls for the female drivers who stopped. And yes, some women do stop because they know the men will be busy doing their own thing and the women will be left alone to rest in their trucks. Some men use the Women's Restroom too if they needed to do their business' without being bothered – it will make sense in a bit. The `Men's Room' had three sinks along the entrance wall, a trough urinal and two stalls on the opposite wall. The first stall had one big hole in its wall facing the urinal trough. There was also a hole in the wall between the two stalls as well. These weren't just round holes – more like slots with each of them about twice or three times as long as wide.
"Is that an actual glory hole in the stall wall?" Cody asked.
"Well, go into the stall and I will show you." Rusty smirked.
Cody walked into the first stall and shut the door. About that time, Rusty's half hard cock slide through the hole into Cody's stall. Cody just looked down and gave a groan. He dropped his hand and grasped that familiar cock and started to jack it. Rusty sighed and moaned, "Suck me through the gloryhole."
Cody squatted down and sucked that hardening dick into his mouth as if he hadn't seen it in ages which was really less than 8 hours ago. Cody was working Rusty's 6.5-inch cock in and out of this mouth and throat running his tongue and lips over the thick ridge of Rusty's cut cock head. Cody had no plans on making Rusty cum – that would defeat the purpose of the evening, but getting Rusty horned up now would make keep him a raging animal for the whole night.
Cody was getting into a nice rhythm when both of the guys heard a diesel engine rumble up in the parking lot along the restroom building. It sounded like a diesel pickup truck and not a semi-truck. Cody pulled off Rusty's cock and cussed under his breath. Rusty whispered, "Stay in the stall and let's see if we can get into some fun in here."
About that time, the door swung open and a man walked in. He was about 5' 8" and built like a brick shithouse – wide shoulders, barrel chest, and some big thick tree trunk legs. He was well suntanned and at first Rusty thought the guy was older, but it was obvious that the guy was more like thirty years old. He was actually a quite a handsome guy with a buzzcut, scruffy beard and really blue eyes. The man was wearing construction gear – worn-out lace-up boots, dusty jeans, and a dirt-covered, high-vis shirt. Mr. Builder walked in and saw Rusty standing at the urinal trough. He glanced over and also saw a pair of boots under the first stall where the gloryhole was located. Mr. Builder walked up to the trough and turned slightly away from Rusty, and he did some maneuvering and it appeared that he was pulling out his dick to take a piss. Rusty just acted like he was pissing even though he had a hard dick that no piss would be able to go through. Mr. Builder did start to piss like a race horse – hard loud stream hit the trough while he let out a deep groan. Mr. Builder talked first, "Nothing better than a good piss at the end of the day."
"Well, there are a few things that I can think of that are better than a piss at the end of the day." Rusty added.
"Yeah, you are right about that." Mr. Builder replied laughing. Then he turned his head toward Rusty and the sort of whispered, "Is the guy in the stall putting out?"
"You mean like a blow job? Yeah, he was sucking me before you walked in." Rusty whispered back.
"Ah man sorry that I cock blocked you. Go ahead and finish up. I was hoping to blow a quick load before I go home. Ain't gonna get any from my wife – she is still mad at me after having the last kid was born. She wants a girl and I just keep breeding out sons. Number three was born last month." Mr. Builder stated.
"Well, if you are in a hurry, why don't you go ahead of me. I ain't in any hurry to get back on the road." Rusty replied.
"Ahh thanks – I appreciate it. The wife will grill me if I'm get home too late." Mr. Builder added. He then turned to Rusty and started walking over to the gloryhole showing a hard cock. Rusty even gave a light gasp when Mr. Builder faced him showing a 6.5-7.0 inch long cut dick that was wide – really wide, flat and wide. It looked as thick as a man's wrist. The head of the cock was mostly normal, but it was the shaft that was super thick. Rusty had seen cocks like that before but knew Cody would be really surprised when this cock came through the gloryhole.
Mr. Builder held his open jeans up with one hand and walked over to the gloryhole, and with the other hand, he started to slide that flat wide cock into the hole. It was obvious that he wasn't wearing any underwear – must have been commando all day. Cody was sitting on the toilet listening to the whispers and not really know what was going to happened. When the dick tip came through, Cody knew what the plan was, but when the full wide cock shaft slide in, Cody gave his own gasp. The cock was so wide that it barely fit the width of the hole. When Mr. Builder had the whole cock through the hole, he released it so his cock just bounced vertical on Cody's side of the wall.
Cody took a moment to stare and then reached out to draw the back of his index finger nail up from the bottom of the fat balls to the ridge of the cock head. Cody's nail caused a tingle through that cock making a small drip of precum appear at the piss slit. Cody was in a trance and leaned forward and touched his tongue to the head to taste that drip of precum seasoned with some of the piss that was recently released. Mr. Builder stood there and when he felt the finger and the tongue, his hands shot up and grasped the top of the wall. He almost lost his balance when his knees got weak, but he knew that this was going to be the blow job that he needed. He usually jacked off at lunchtime in the job site porta-john but today was way too busy so he was extra horned up with a load in his balls and no sex of any sorts for weeks – besides the daily jack-offs.
When Cody took the lick of precum, he also got a good whiff of sweat. Cody didn't know who he was sucking and no idea that there was a muscled bull of a man on the other side of the wall who had spent the day sweating his balls off doing house framing. Cody did know that he liked this man's smell – sweat and sawdust scent too. Cody lowered his face down to the balls and took a nice sniff of the balls and placed his tongue under the balls so that his nose was pushed into the full nuts. Cody took a deep drag through his nose and the licked up the center of the balls and continued to the top of the cock head. Cody's tongue didn't even cover the full width of that wide cock. Cody had never had or seen a cock that wide. After he licked off another drip of precum, Cody licked his lips and started to slide his mouth down that cock head, then the prominent ridge at the bottom of the cock head, and then down the thick shaft. Cody's mouth was stretched in a way that he had never stretched before. Cody also was also getting off on the taste of this cock. The salty taste was pure male. Cody enjoyed Rusty's scent but this is the first time that he was really getting off on tasting and smelling a different man's cock. When Cody was with girls everything was sweet and fresh, but he had learned about the pure masculine taste and scent of a cock – something that women would never provide to Cody.
Mr. Builder keep moaning and groaning and his cock was bouncing and throbbing with each pass of Cody's mouth. Cody's mouth was just getting wetter and he was slobbering up and down that dick. The spit started to drip down off the thick balls. Cody released the thick cock and licked back under those balls to get the spit and sweat and smell that those balls held. He returned to the top of the cock and started his slow slide down the cock again. When Cody had the full cock in his throat, he would take a deep sniff of the fur. He really couldn't swallow the whole dick – just too wide – but he was certainly trying to. In the back of his mind, Cody was wondering what this extra thick cock would feel like in his ass. Not until he met Rusty did, he every think about having a cock in his ass. Now he was enjoying flipping with Rusty and now thinking of getting fucked was just a normal part of the day for him.
Cody was really enjoying giving the man who owned this thick cock pleasure. Sometime a man can have just as much fun providing pleasure as receiving pleasure. Cody started to vary his technique, his sucking speed, the speed up and down the shaft, and drawing his tongue around the sides of the cock and over its head. Mr. Builder was losing all sense of time and just enjoying the warm wet mouth moving from his balls to the cock head and down his shaft. But Mr. Builder was slowly getting closer to his climax and this blowjob was stirring up his cum really well.
Cody continued his sucking and licking. Mr. Builder was starting to give small shivers and shakes, and he grabbed the top of the stall wall even tighter. Rusty stood over by the urinal trough stroking his own cock watching Mr. Builders ass flex in the tight jeans from the blowjob that Cody was giving him. And then, Mr. Builder's jeans dropped half way down his ass because his hands were too busy holding on the stall wall. His big thighs caught them which kept the jeans from dropping much further. That furry muscled ass just kept flexing and pumping his cock into the stall wall hole. Mr. Builder started to groan louder and then gave a stifled shout, "Gonna cum now – gonna cum now – gonna cum ahhh!"
Mr. Builder gave a last grunt and shot a huge load into Cody's mouth – one of the largest loads that Cody had ever been around. Cody just kept his mouth down on the cock but moved his tongue around the shaft until his mouth filled completely with cum. Rusty watched Mr. Builder rise up on his tip toes of his work boots and then drop on his heals with a thud. The ass spasmed over and over as his pipes pumped his load of cum through his cock. Mr. Builder slumped down a bit while holding onto the stall wall – good thing the wall was built to hold 200 pounds of muscle. Mr. Builder recovered a bit and hissed out a few swear words of approval.
Cody finished swallowing the thick load and licked the flexing cock clean. He ate up all of the cum and the spit and the sweat that covered the dick. The cock was then slowly pulled out of the hole. Mr. Builder stood back from the stall wall and turned away from it. Rusty got a full eye full of the cock that his boyfriend had been sucking. Mr. Builder slow tucked it back into the fly of the dusty jeans.
Mr. Builder then spoke up – a little for the man on the other side of the stall wall (Cody) and for the man who let him jump ahead for the blowjob (Rusty), "Thanks y'all – I needed that cum really bad. I will be able to put up with the wife and boys for the weekend now." Mr. Builder gave a laugh and finished arranging his softening cock back in his jeans.
"See y'all around." Mr. Builder added.
Rusty replied, "Have a good one – I know I will now!"
Cody peeked through the hole and watched the man that he had just blown walk out the door. He saw the huge thighs, muscled ass, and wide shoulders walk out the door.
Rusty just stood there with his hand over his cock in his jeans while watching Mr. Builder leave. Cody came out of the stall and spoke first, "What the fuck! Who the god damn fuck was that."
Rusty responded, "I don't know but he was full blown male that's for sure."
"Well, I fully blown him, I know that!" Cody added.
"Yes, you did. I saw his dick before it went through the hole but I didn't see him shoot. From the back side I never saw that many ass muscles flex while cumming." Rusty stated.
"You can't believe what a great dick he had and a huge load too." Cody moaned.
"Let's wash up here and go back to the truck and have some chow if you have any room in your stomach for anything other than cum." Rusty joked.
"Ahh I'm ready for food and more cum so bring it all on." Cody added.
Rusty and Cody washed up their paws but Cody also washed his face. He hated to lose the scent of the man who fed him the huge load, but Cody needed to wake up from the blow job dream that he just experienced. The two men wandered back to the truck to grill some burgers and all.