I had just celebrated my twenty-sixth birthday with my girlfriend and wondered what married life would be like. There was one thing stopping me from popping the big question. My job.
I was the old proverbial traveling salesman, covering three states by auto for a large general hardware wholesaler. We distributed hardware, housewares, paint, electrical items, as w ell as sporting goods. I would leave early on Monday mornings and not get home until Friday afternoons. I wondered how this lifestyle would affect a marriage.
Then, on one Thursday, I got an e-mail from my boss. It seemed that few small hardware stores in several small towns just outside my established route wanted service and i was to call on them and make them new accounts. By adding them to my current route, i didn't expect to be getting hom until late on Friday. I couldn't expect any woman to putup with just a weekend husband so i scratched the idea of getting married, at least for the time being.
The following week on Wednesday, i pulled into the first of the new towns. It amazed me that it could support a hardware store of any size. Since it was the only hardware store in the area and had a surprisingly good business. After setting them up with an account, i took a nice sized order, realizing that it would proove to be profitable.
After taking the order, I headed to my next stop and as i passed the town limits, I spotted a small and old cafethat appeared t be a former truck stop. I pulled in and as i parked, I saw an eighteen wheeler in the back lot and the driver walking toward the building. Instead of going around tothe ront, he disappeared through a door that had peeling paint and the word 'MEN' barely visable.
I assumed that it was the men's restroomand since i needed to piss like a race horse, i headed toward it. I entered the dimly lit room and soon noticed that all interior privacy walls had been taken out. Visable toall who entered were two dirty toilets at the end of an old fasioned dity tiled floor urinal against the side wall.
However more shocking, was seeing a young man seatedon the nearest toilet, naked, and the trucker standing in front of him with his pants around his knees and the young man sucking his hard cock. Even as i walked further into the room, they did not stop what was going on. It was the first time to see acon like this and i was intrigued.
The trucker looked at me and smiled and gave me a 'thumbsup' sign, as the young man continued to swallow hsis cock over and over. I continued to watch as i pissed into the trough along the wall. Suddenly, the trucker moaned, jerked his hips forward and held the man's head on his cock. I realized that he was climaxing and shooting his load in the man's mouth. The trucker quickly pulled up his jeans and headed toward the door as the man motioned for me to come over.
Instead, i shook my head no and headed for the door, only to see the trucker standing there watching. As we stepped out into the warm sun, he asked, "You never been sucked?"
"No, i haven't and that was the first time i ever saw another man get his cock sucked."
"Buddy, that guy suckes cock better than anyone i ever had blow me since i been driving. You just don'tknow what your missing," he said, then added, "How about some coffee, my treat."
I agreed and followed him into the old cafe to a table in the far corner. After we sat down and ordered, he said, "You must be new coming through here."
I said i was and that it totally shocked me to see what was happening but mostly that they didn't stop.
"Friend, that young man is there every day mid-morning and late afternoon. Every trucker that comes through here knows that he is here and servicing horny drivers. That old restroom is is nly usedfor getting sucked."
"Doesn't the owner here try to stop it?" Iasked.
"Fuck no," he replied. "After the drivers get sucked they come in and eat or get coffee. H's good for business."
"Fucking unreal!" I exclaimed. "Is he here every day?"
"Yep, seven days a week. Hell, there have been times that i have had to wait y turn to get sucked. Those waiting just watch the action and play with our hard cocks. A few weeks ago i was third in line to get blown."
"He gets off having guys watch him suck cock."
"Well, he sure looks young ."
"From what i understand from some local truckers he about eighteen or nineteen."
We finished our coffee and aswe left the cafe, he looked at me and said, "Friend, if you're ever thru here and are horny, he will solve that problem. His mouth is as good and any cunt i ever fucked and better than some."
i left and as i drove, i kept playing the sight of the guys sucking the truckers cock in my head and my cock stayed rock hard. After a while, I pulled off onto a side road and after stepping behind some bushes, took out my cock and stroked it off. After returning to the road, I wondered if a blow job was as good and jerking off.
Throughout the week and weekend, i kept remembering what i had seen getting more and more curious, yet without enough nerve to give it a try.
Again the following week, when i made my stop and went in the kid was hungrily sucking one older trucker while another waited his turn, with the kid fondling his cock. I stood at the urinal, pissed, then jerked off while watching.
Then on my third trip, i found the first trucker pulling into the parking lot just ahead of me. As he climbed down he spottedme and asked, "You wnt to watch again or get sucked?"
"Just watch. I'mjust not sure about having another man suck my cock."
"I can understand,"he said. "Today, why don't you watch me fuck him?"
"In his ass?"
"Yep. It's as hot and tight as a hot cunt. He loves it."
Still finding it hard to believe, we entered the restroom to find the kid sitting on the same toilet casually stroking his own hard cock. As the trucker dropped his jeans, he told the kidto stand up and turn around. The kid smiled and said softly "Fuck me good." The driver spit in his hand and smeared it on his rock hard cock and as he positioned himself behindthe kid,began slowly sliding his eight inch cock balls deep in the ass before him.
"Fuck me hard!" the kid said.
The driver grabbed the kids hips, and began his assault. rapidly sliding in and out of the kid's ass.
"Oh, fuck yea," the kid said. "Shoot that huge hot load in me."
As he fucked the kid, I couldn't hold back and began jerking off. Seeing me, the trucker said, "Shoot it in his face as i fill his ass."
I stood far enough away to prevent the kid from reaching my cock with his mouth, and as my load began splashing on his face, the driver shot his load up the kids ass. I watched as the kid began scraping my load into his mouth with his fingers
Afterward, as the driver and i headed inside, he said, "By the way, I'm Duke Jenkins,"and offered his hand. As i shook it i said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Mark Rivers."
As we talked, I found out that Duke stayed in the same town as i did on Wednesdays. We agreed to meet and have dinner. For several weeks after that on Wednesdays I would jerk off in the kids face after Duke fucked his mouth or while Duke fucked his ass. I had begun to notice that Duke couldn't take his eyes off my cock as i jerked off and cum in the kids face.
I had reached the point of considering getting my cock sucked and also wondered about Duke. Then on one Wednesday, after i checked into my motel a block from the truck stop, I went to the store and picked up some beer. After icing it down. I met Duke and we went into town for dinner. After dinner, I asked if he had any plans and he replied with "Just undress and lay up in the bunk and watch TV."
"Well, I have some nice cold beers in the room if you want to join me."
"Fuck yea man. That sounds like a winner"
We returned to my room and as i handed him his beer i said, "Make yourself at home."
"Well,if i did what i do in the rig, I'd be piled up on one side of that bed completely nude, watching TV."
"That's the way i am on the road and at home. The only way i can seep good is if i'm nude."
"That me. I hate clothes. My place is out in the country with my closest neighbor is a mile and a half away. Depending on the weather, when i'm home i stay nude inside and out."
"Nice," i said. "I'd love to be able to do that."
"Well, I live up outside Snyder and i'm home every weekend. Be nice to have some company one weekend."
"I'll keep that in mind."
All while we talked, i noticed that his eyes kept glancing at my crotch. I wondered.
As we talked i found out that Duke was twenty-nine, never been married, and had been driving big rigs since he was twenty-five. He stood about six-two or so and was about one ninety in weight. He was well built and all muscle. For the first time in my life, i found another man attractive.
After having several beers, i told him that i didn't think i was in any condition to drive and he wasn't in any condition to walk to the truckstop.
"Why don't you stay here and i'll take you back in the morning."
"That might be best," he said.
I didn't know if he did anything other that fuck or get sucked, but if he did, i wanted my first time to be in some place clean and with someone that was clean.
I stood up and began pulling the covers back on the double bed. With the bed just being a double, I knew that we would be close during the night. Together, we began to undress and as we did, he laughed and said, "Well, it's not as if we haven't seen each others equipment before."
"So true, but i see lots on weekends at the gym locker room."
"I get a workout every day unloading my trailer," he laughed.
Soon we were both naked and after seeing him i had to admit that he did have a body to be admired. We sipped into bed, side by side and both totally naked. Just before turning out the bedside lamp i noticed that the coversabove his crotch began to rise. Seeing that, my own crotch began to react.
I pretended to be asleep,wondering what might happen if anything.
TO BE CONTINUED..............................