Jon and the big blue pickup

After Zack had filled my mouth with quicky cum, I got up off my knees and took him in my arms.  He fit against me perfectly and it felt like we had been doing this for a long time.  Our lips clung together and our tongues probed.  My poor engorged cock was begging for relief and I could feel the wet spot from prcum getting bigger and bigger inside my pants.  I rubbed myself against his crotch and felt his dick hardening up for a second round.  I ran my hand inside his levis and cupped his ass cheek in my hand.  He groaned and I moved over to the crack of his ass and probed for his mancunt with my middle finger.  It was moist and warm when I found it and  when I pressed against his hole, it opened like a tropical flower and welcomed me in.  I heard him gasp with pleasure as I slowly finger fucked him.  First with one finger then with two.  His body was trembling against me and his breathing was fast and deep.

"You know you have to fuck me for real now don't you?"

"I intend to fuck you for sure but first I want to eat your ass.  I want to lick it and stick my tongue as deep into it as I can.  Then I'm going to bend you over the hood of my car and I'm going to fuck you till your eyes cross and your ass gets so hot that only a huge shot of jizz will cool it down.  Then I'm going to do it all over again.  You up for that you sweet little faggot?"

"only twice old man?  I like to get at least four or more loads when I come out hunting for cock but you give me as much as you can, ok?"

I grinned down at him and we locked lips again.

Then we became aware of the sound of a big rig pulling into the rest area across the river.  It was a forest green Volvo.   Zack took in a deep breath.

"Oh Fuck!  That rig belongs to Thor Jorgensen!"  There was awe in Zacks voice.

"You mean Thor as in Norse god Thor?"

"He comes pretty damm close!  Wait till you see him."

The drivers door opened, then slammed shut and a figure came around the front of the truck and toward the bridge that spanned the creek.  Now I felt awe as I saw him pass under a street light.  He was BIG!   Shaggy blonde hair topped a  body about 6'6" tall.  A build that would have made him a wide receiver on any NFL team and a packed crotch that said his dick was easily in proportion to his body.  Suddenly Norse God didn't sound so far off.  As he crossed the bridge and headed right for us he radiated sexy.  Lots and lots of sexy.

We must have presented quite a picture.  Zack with his half hard dick hanging out and his levis hanging down and displaying his ass cheeks.  Me with my frustrated cock clearly outlined and surrounded by big wet spot of precum.

He grinned at us.  "Hey Zack.  I thought I saw your big blue pickup in the shadows.  Must be my lucky day."  Then to me. "Looks like your lucky day too.  Are you two fuck buddies or is this just Zack being the whore of Babylon and getting dick wherever he can?"

"He was busy finger fucking me and getting ready to rim me and fuck me when you interrupted us".  He grinned. " Jon, should we invite Thor to join the party or should we just make him watch and jack himself off?

I just stared at Thor and then dumbly shook my head yes.  His grin widened and he moved up close to us.  He took Zacks head in his hand and bent over to give him a lingering kiss.  Then he did the same to me.  His breath smelled like he had been drinking that tea with the spices and bits of orange peel in it.  He put an arm around each of us and drew us up tight against him.  As he did, my arm was pressed against his crotch.  If that dick was near as big as it felt It made me both awesome horny and a little afraid.

What will happen when Thor opens his barn door and lets that stallion dick out?  Will Jon and Zack be up to it or will they run away in terror?  Stay tuned for "The Big Blue Pickup, part 5"