As a traveling salesman, I cover lot of territory and have the opportunity to work out my own schedule. I take time off whenever I want and as long as I get my accounts serviced my boss doesn't care.
So it was in a large mid-western town one summer day. I had arrived on Sunday evening and after checking in, I went to the restaurant for dinner. There, I saw one hot driver in his late twenties, also eating dinner. Our tables were separated but we were facing each other.
He was muscular and extremely good looking with a beautiful smile surrounded by a thin neat jet black beard and goatee.
I couldn't help but stare at him when he wasn't looking. Suddenly, he caught me and smiled. I smiled back and very casually ran my tongue over my bottom lip. He smiled.
We both finished our meal at roughly the same time and the waitress brought us both our checks. He looked at me again and I saw his right hand slide to his crotch and rub it then squeeze his cock. I smiled and again ran my tongue over my bottom lip.
He quickly left and paid his check and I followed. Once outside, he went around to the back and into an old and seldom used restroom. As he entered, he glanced back at me and smiled.
I followed him in and found him at a long old style urinal, his pants open and low on his hips, his back against a toilet wall. His cock and balls were completely exposed and he was completely boned.
I walked up to him and as I did he said, "From watching you in the restaurant, I assumed you wanted this."
"Most definitely," I replied as I slowly went to my knees.
I slowly licked off a huge droplet of clear precum from the slit and as I did, he moaned softly. I sucked him to a roaring climax, eagerly accepting his huge thick creamy load and hungrily swallowing every drop.
As I stood up he smiled and said, "I'm sorry I can't return the favor. I'm just not into that but I never turn down a good blow job."
"Hey, no problem. It was my pleasure, believe me."
"Well, thanks again. I'll be driving most of the night and that will sure help me get through it. That was one of the best blows I've ever had."
"Thanks," I replied. "Drive safe."
"Will do. I'm through here regularly so i hope to see you again."
"I've just been assigned to this area so I hope we run into each other again."
"Just so you know," he said, "if you see a driver you want, come in here. If he's interested, he'll follow. About all this restroom is used for is sex."
"Thanks for the info," I said.
I returned to my room knowing that no other cock I might get that night could compare to the beauty I had just sucked.
On Monday I headed out and got way ahead of schedule. I knew that I could take most of Tuesday, and all day Wednesday and Thursday off and still cover all the accounts.
Tuesday, I worked until almost noon before returning to the motel. I had a nice lunch and headed back to my room. Filling my cooler with beer and ice, I headed for the pool. I found a lounge and settled into it, a cold beer in hand.
About thirty minutes later a tall muscular stud with a slim waist, came up to the lounge next to me and asked, "Is this one taken?"
"Not at all. Help yourself."
He settled in and after a moment I sat up for another beer and said, "I'm Mark. Would you care for a beer?"
"Hey, thanks. That sounds great, and I'm Buck."
I handed him a cold beer and we began talking. I found out he was indeed a trucker, as was most of the motel occupants.
"Where you headed?" I asked.
"I was headed for Las Vegas to make a drop but my rig crapped out and I'm stuck here until probably Friday if I'm lucky. How about you?"
"Damn," I said. "I'm the old traveling salesman. I was able to get ahead on my calls, so I'm able to take a few days and do nothing."
"Lucky you," he replied.
I had noticed his numerous tattoos and commented on them, saying I never wanted one but loved looking at them on others. I asked where he got them.
"Most were done by my brother. He has his own tattoo parlor in Reno. Others I got in prison."
"Yea. You can tell which ones. The prison tats are all one color."
"May I asked what you were in for?"
Looking around, he said in a lower voice, "With other drivers around, I'd rather not say. Some might get offended and spread the word and that could keep me from getting any loads to deliver."
"Would they really do that?"
"Oh yea. Some feel that since we're ex-cons we can only get a job driving, and they consider that as taking work away from them."
"What assholes," I said.
"If we're alone while your here, I'll tell you."
We had a couple more beers and talked abut things in general. I did find out that he was single and had no girlfriend.
Later, I said, "Well, no more beer here. There's more in my room if you would care to join me."
"Sure," he said. "I'm enjoying the company, and later I'll buy dinner."
"Buck, that's not necessary."
"Maybe not, but I want to. It's good to have someone to talk to."
We headed for my room and once inside we each grabbed a cold beer from the larger cooler. I propped up on the king bed as he pulled a chair up to it and after sitting down, he rested his feet on the edge of the bed near mine.
"Mark, out at the pool, you asked what I was in prison for. I'll tell you here in private."
"You don't have to," I said.
"I don't mind telling you."
"If you're sure," I said.
"It was stupidity on my part," he began. I was eighteen and some buds and I were running around one Saturday night. A couple of the guys wanted some smokes and beer but didn't have any money. I didn't know that at the time. Anyway, we stopped at a small store and went in. They got their beer and went to the counter. When the clerk turned his back for a second they grabbed some smokes and ran or the door. I followed, scared shitless, realizing what they had done. Not knowing it, one of the guys had a small pistol and the clerk saw it. we were caught and went down for armed robbery. The clerk testified that it appeared I didn't know what was going on but since I was with them, I was charged. They both got fifteen years fr armed robbery but I got off with just seven years for accessory."
"At least the clerk tried to help you out."
"For sure," he said. "When I was in, one of the other inmates told me about his dad owning a trucking company. He put me in touch woth his dad and his dad helped me get my training and license. I owe that man a lot."
"I agree," I said. "Not many people would do something like that."
After a moment, I looked at him and said, "Buck, can i ask a personal question? If you prefer not to answer, I understand."
"What is it?"
"Well, I've heard all kinds of tales about sex in prison. Is it all true?"
"What have you heard exactly?"
"Well, that when new guys go in they are raped repeatedly and made to give head a lot."
He started laughing and said, "That is false. Now sex between inmates is very common. We all have to get off some way, but it's nearly always consensual. And to answer what is probably your next question, yes, I did it all and it was never forced."
"What do you mean by 'all'?"
"Well, I first was sucked and soon began sucking other guys, mainly my cell mate. Before long we started fucking each other. And just like sex between a man and a woman, we would kiss and make-out before sex and after."
"Damn. I've always wondered about that."
"Well,now that you know, maybe I should leave."
"What the fuck for? I never said I was offended or didn't want to be around you. Cool your jets!"
He began laughing and said "Yes, sir."
"Buck, have you been with women since you got out?"
"When I got out, that night I picked up a woman in a bar and invited her to my motel room. I couldn't perform at all. Hell, I couldn't even get a boner. But the next day a guy picked me up waling and I had no problem getting hard for him. I realized I only wanted male sex. Since then I've found that sex with men is so much more satisfying and with no drama."
"I totally agree," I said.
He popped his head up and looked me straight in the face. "What?"
"Buck, I totally agree with you. I've been gay since I was fifteen. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Damn, man, you don't know how much you have put me at ease. i really enjoy your company and felt I needed to be totally honest with you. I was afraid you wouldn't want me around after you found out."
"Hell, just try to leave. We have a lot in common. We can both relax now and just be ourselves."
"Fuck yea. And dinner is definitely on me now."
"Buck, I'm curious about something else. Do you ever drive nude?"
He began laughing and said, "All the time when I drive at night. However, I enjoy the freedom and sometimes do it during the day."
"I love being nude also. There is a small lake near my home. I'll go out after dark nude and drive there, then lay out under the stars nude and swim some. It's suck a free feeling."
"Man, I'd love doing that."
"I'm usually nude whenever I'm at home or in a motel room," I said, hoping he'd take the hint.
"Hell, me too. I'd be nude right now if I thought you wouldn't mind."
"I wouldn't mind at all. Hell, I'll join you."
We looked at each other and at the same time stood and removed our swim trunks.
Looking him over, I said, "Damn, your built nice in more ways than one."
"So are you," he replied.
I walked over to the cooler for another beer and he joined me. After grabbing two beers, I stood up and he was right next to me. He took both beers from my hand and sat them on the dresser then turned and wrapped his arms around me and began tongue kissing me passionately.
After a long hot kiss, of course we were both rock hard. He looked at me and said, "Mark, it's been over a month since I've been able to hold a man and make out like that."
"Can't you find other drivers?" I asked.
"Yea, but they usually just a quick suck off or a quick sixty-nine then back on the road."
"I love hot slow passionate sex in bed, kissing and cuddling," I said.
"Oh, fuck, so do I," he replied.
We kissed again and I heard his stomach rumble. We began laughing and decided we better get something to eat.
I dressed in just shorts and shirt and sandals, no underwear, as he slipped back into his swim suit. I went with him to his room and watched him dress the same way. Then it was off to the restaurant.
After eating, we headed back to my room and once inside, I slowly undressed him as we kissed. Once he was nude, he undressed me.
We broke the kiss and I led him to my bed where we began kissing and making out again. Soon, he was working his way down my body with his tongue, driving me wild. He licked and sucked my balls, lifted my legs and drilled my hole with his hot wet tongue. Never had I been tongue fucked like that. After a while, he swallowed my cock and soon brought me to a roaring climax, hungrily eating every drop of my load.
"Man, that as the best desert man could ever dream of," he said before kissing me again.
"Well, I want my desert," I said.
"Go fr it. There is a lot there for you."
I repeated his actions and soon was sucking on his long thick cock. when he climaxed, i wasn't expecting the quantity that he fed me and almost choked but I managed to swallow it all. And the quality was deliciously wonderful.
As we cuddled together afterward, I said, "Just so you know, you're spending the night here with me."
"I as hoping you'd ask," he said.
We kissed and cuddled and caressed when he said, "I need you up my ass bad. Fuck me, please. I'm tired of dildos. I want the real thing."
Within seconds, I had my cock buried up his ass and was fucking like a wild man. It wasn't lone before I was filling his ass with my hot load.
As I pulled out, I said, "Now, you fuck me. I want to feel that rifle of yours fire off deep in me."
He quickly mounted me and began fucking my brains out. I was loving it. And soon he began moaning and breathing heavily. I knew he was close. seconds later a huge fucking load filled my ass. I was in heaven.
He pulled out and to my surprise he began eating my ass. I let his cum start flowing back out and he immediately began sucking it up. Once he had it all he came up and looked at me.
"Share it," I said.
He smiled and we kissed, sharing the load he had just deposited up my ass. I loved it because it's so rare to find someone that likes to snowball.
After sharing, I said, "Fuck, I loved that."
"My prison days came back to me. when we fucked in prison, if there were stains on the sheets the guard would announce it to the whole cell block. We quickly learned to suck it back out and kiss and share or just swallow it."
Buck and I later had a hot sixty-nine before going to sleep. Needless to say we spent all day Wednesday and Thursday having sex. Friday, we exchanged phone numbers and vowed to keep in touch.
I would always call him and let him know where I was and find out where he would be. On average we would be close enough to meet up about every five to six weeks. This went on for almost a year.
Then, I was pulled from the road and given a managerial position in our main office. The pay was substantially better, but I missed Buck.
Then lady luck visited. The trucking company Buck worked for opened a terminal in town and buck was promoted to terminal manager. I only found out when there was a knock on my door one Friday night.
I opened the door to see his smiling face. I quickly pulled him inside and even before the door closed, I was kissing him passionately.
After the kiss, he looked at me in a sullen way and said, "Damn, I thought you would be glad to see me."
"Smart ass, I said. "How long can you stay?"
"How long would you like me to stay?"
"Forever!" I exclaimed.
"Then forever it is," he said.
He explained about how he came to be there, saying he'd be living in town now.
"Not just in town, but here with me. Buck, I love you with all my heart. Please be my lover."
"Damn, you beat me to the punch. I as going to ask you the same thing. I've been totally miserable with you. I love you so much."
So began our life as a couple. We are out and open with our relationship and are readily accepted by our many straight friends.
Life is grand.