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A: My Ride Chapter I
I've always knew I would like to suck dick. At age 14 I got my chance to find out with my Cousin. Yup, I liked it. I liked it each time we sucked each other off. Even after we got caught by my Aunt, we continued. As it turned out, neither my Aunt nor my Mom were very upset. In fact, getting caught opened up a much broader circle of "playmates" that would include not only My Mom, little Sister, Aunt, Cousin, but other adult men and women acquaintances of Mom and Aunt. But, that's another story I'll soon be posting to the Nifty bisexual section under the title "Caught," (as soon as I can figure out how to convert that story [already into Chapter VII] from pdf to a format Nifty can work with). In high school I continued sucking off some of my school chums. I liked having my dick in another boy's mouth too. I liked sex with girls...and my Mom and Aunt too.
After high school, I decided to ride my motorcycle across the country. I had inherited my Dads 1956 Harley Davidson FL Panhead. It leaked oil almost as fast as I topped off (always 3 quarts in the saddlebags). I didn't have very much money, but I'd figure that out as I traveled, picking up the odd job here and there. I figured that I could sack out at rest stops/truck stops as I traveled. My road kit included a pocket hammock.
That first day I rode a little over 400 miles. I was ready to get off that scooter! As it stated to get dark that first day on the road I pulled into truck stop. After locking up my bike, I headed to the restrooms. The place was empty except for the last closed-door toilet. I stepped up to a urinal and let loose a pent-up stream. I didn't hear him step up beside me until he said "You've got a nice dick there young man..." Both startled and getting hard at the same time, I guess I was caught...again... "Would you like to see mine?" He asked. I managed a weak yes, my now fully hard dick in my hand. He stepped up beside me in the same stall and pulled his enormous very hard dick out of his pants. "Would you like to touch it?" His hand already on my smaller erection. I reached over and my hand closed around his dick. I figured it must be 2+" in diameter and 6+" long. A REALLY nice dick. Bigger than any I'd played with before. Another man stepped up to the next stall and glared at us. In a low voice the man with my dick in his hand said, "Let's find somewhere more private." Out in the parking lot I was trying to tuck my hard on back into my pants. The stranger said, "No need for that, my rig's right over there in the trucker's lot. I followed him into the shadows. I could tell his exposed dick was bobbing along leading the way.
"My name's Jim, yours? "Stephen." At Jim's truck he unlocked the door and said, "I mean you no harm, if you are willing, I'd like to play with you in private. Nothing you don't want to do, OK? These long haul routes I travel dictate 'catch sex as catch can hook-ups'." With courage I really didn't feel, but being led by the smaller head between my legs, I said "OK."
Once in Jim's truck, he pulled back the partition between the seats and sleeper compartment. I was impressed, both with the size (nice size...twice!),and how tidy it was. "Let's get more comfortable" as he began removing his clothes. He was pretty hairy with a slight gut, but I was mesmerized by his enormous hard-on and heavy nut-sack. There was no hair down there..."cum on man, we can't play with those clothes on." I quickly stripped off all my clothes. We moved into Jim's "playpen." Jim made the first move as he took my smaller dick in his hand. And said, "cum on, it won't bite you."
Very soon we were both rubbing each other's dicks up and down. Jim stopped, reached under the bunk and came back up with a jar of what I would soon learn was coconut oil. Jim unscrewed the lid and scooped out a big handful. "Get some" as he resumed polishing my erection. In less than a minute we were really breathing heavy. Jim stopped and said "I'll do you first," as he took me in his mouth. I filled his mouth with my cum almost immediately. Coming back up he said "open your mouth." Jim gave my cum right back to me. I was an old hand swallowing my own cum...I liked it! My mouth closed on his big hairless dick. I couldn't fit him all in my mouth. I worked my mouth and hand in unison. Me was grunting, his hands laced into my hair fucking my mouth. 5 or 6 minutes (I guess) later Jim grunted, "Get ready, here I cum." He fired 5 huge loads of cum into my mouth, still holding on to my hair. My eyes bulged out, I started to choke and his cum flooded my nostrils. I had never had so much cum in my mouth in my life! He let go as I continued to choke on his huge offering of cum. Once my coughing stopped, I scooped cum from my chest, chin and nose and licked my fingers clean. "You are a trooper boy! Let's get dressed and go back in to the trucker's showers."
Inside, I learned that the showers were pay-as-you bathe, and each one was private. "We'll use the same shower since we kinda' know each other." Naked again under the warm water we soaped each other up, especially our "dirty parts." I was immediately hard again, but Jim was only semi-soft. "It takes me longer to follow up than it does you young guys. Let me take care of that for you" Jim went to his knees and took me in his mouth a second time. I lasted longer that time and Jim kept all my cum for himself.
Dressed, we walked back to the rig. Jim said, "I've got a really early start tomorrow morning, but if you are OK with it, we can fuck around a little before I leave." "Works for me Jim, but I kinda' would like to try something new...for me at least." "Oh, and what would that be," tho I suspected he already knew. "I was hoping you could try to fuck me in the ass..." "You got it sport, but let's get naked and get some sleep, BIG day tomorrow, pointing to his still pretty big dick. It was middle of the night and I had to piss real bad! Jim felt me stirring and asked "what's up?" "Gotta' piss..." "Just open the door a little bit and let'er fly, Don't piss on my truck, and save me a little bit." ?. I pissed out of the truck onto the pavement below, clenched off the flow and closed the door, turning back toward Jim. He immediately took me in his mouth and gave me a "thumbs up." My hot piss flowed and he kept swallowing. Done, he pulled off of me and gave me a cum-hither motion. Our lips met and I got a first taste of piss. "Wow!"
Early the next morning Jim said he'd be right back and walked to the truck stop. Walking back, he carried a small paper sack. In the truck he said, "you still interested in getting fucked boy?" I nodded. "Then let's get started." He pulled a length of summer sausage out of the sack, you know, the kind that you have to peel off the wrapping to eat. It was about an inch and a half in diameter and maybe 10" long. "We probably need to open you up a little or I won't fit. Bend over on the bunk with your sweet ass toward me." Slicked up with coconut oil Jim at first pushed a fat greased-up finger into me up to the last knuckle, then two. I was experienced with this... Soon I felt the sausage pushing into my slicked-up asshole. It only hurt a little. Soon Jim had that sausage ramming in and out of my hungry hole! Pulling it out Jim said, "you ready for me?" "I think so..." Jim's huge dick pushed against my loosened-up hole. Slowly, he entered me. "Tell me if I need to stop." I shook my head... Soon I figured Jim had half of his dick in me. He stopped and said "Let's rest a minute so you can take more of me." A few minutes later I nodded and Jim really started really fucking me. In almost all the way and out to his bulbous dick head. Without warning Jim began to shoot his cum deep into me. Spent, he pulled out and I could feel his cum running down the insides of my legs. Jim wiped off his dick with a towel and then wiped me off. "You'll have me running out of you for a while. I got an OK from the truck stop manager, so you can get a shower before you start off this morning."
"If you would like, I will put out the word with my trucking-fuck-and-suck friends over the CB that you like to play. We have a code worked out and go to an infrequently used channel. They are all safe...and fun to play with. Just pull into any truck stop, park your bike around back in the trucker's area and wait, or go into the restaurant and sit by yourself at a booth with your helmet on the table. If any of us are there, or show up they'll ask if you are Stephen and introduce themselves. If you like their looks, invite them to join you. Interested? "Sure!" Jim handed me two twenties saying, "For the road." "Stephen, gotta' scoot. It's been fun, hope we can hook up somewhere along the road. Which wat you headin'? "West alongside Interstate 70." "Be safe out there, and thanks, we had fun didn't we?" "Yes we did Jim" as I climbed down out of his truck.
Belching black diesel smoke an blasting a long note on his air horns, Jim pulled out of the parking lot. I took my "Write In The Rain" notebook, I jotted down a few notes, including Jim's name, a description of his rig, and liking the code idea I decided to work out one of my own "what we did" list while I ate breakfast.
Showered, I sat down and ordered breakfast. Waiting for my food, I took out my spiral pad and worked out my "Road Sex Code." Finished eating, I walked out to my 'motorsicle' and stomped down on the kick start. Three kicks and the old Harley coughed to life. I let her warm up a little, threw a leg over and settled onto the big old sprung seat. "Shit!" my asshole was tender. Note to self: need a code for that! Settled in, I roared back onto the Interstate, the morning Sun rising in my rear view mirror...
Chapter II: Lady Trucker Gretchen