Certain Type of Man

Rest stops in the 80s were a mecca for truck drivers and gay men who cruised them. Some had isolated wooded areas in addition to the cruisy booths, many of which had glory holes. Often the truck drivers were married and just wanted to get their rocks off while on the road. Warm, weekday late evenings seemed to be the best for cruising. By the time I met Leroy I had much experience on how to cruise truck drivers at a rest area and sucked a lot of dick though the glory holes.  Then one warm, late, night I went back to a rest area where a lot of truckers went and met someone who I maintained a sexual relationship with for several years.

It was about 2 a.m. when the steady flow of drivers in and out of the rest room had slowed. Something that I learned was to wear loose short shorts with either no underwear or a jock strap in case someone wanted to go into the woods and fuck a load out into my ass. I had sucked two cocks earlier, a younger Mexican guy who had a short uncut funky dick, and a middle-aged Black man who stuck his large cock through the glory hole next to the urinal when he saw me watching him. Both guys came quickly, and I swallowed their loads.

I stood out in the back enjoying the night air when a truck pulled up. I was the only one left cruising so I stood a good chance of getting some cock if he was looking. When he got close enough for me to see him my heart raced in anticipation. He was just my type, stocky, tall, Black and middle-aged. He was a bit disheveled, typical of a truck driver, but in a sexy, mannish way. Despite being excessively excited I calmly made my way into the rest room and sat in glory hole stall nearest the urinals, hoping he would choose one close to it. Instead he went to the one furthest from the stall but it still allowed me to get a good look at his cock. When he pulled it out I gasped- it was long, fat and uncut. After taking a long piss, he shook it several times, then slightly bent down to see if I was looking. After zipping up, I thought he was leaving but instead he went to the last of four stalls, usually a sure sign of interest. Opening the squeaky door from the booth, I quietly went into the one adjacent to his. Instead of a glory hole there was a small opening where I could see that he sat on the toilet with his pants around his ankles.  I waited a few minutes to make sure he wasn’t taking a dump before I put my finger through the small hole.

He stood up then played with his large floppy dick. “Meet me out back,” he said in a deep, southern tone while putting his dick back in his pants. I let him go first, then headed to the back area behind a large pine tree, trembling with excitement and the increasing coolness of the night air.

We talked for a few minutes while he smoked a cigarette. He introduced himself as Leroy, who did a regular route from Memphis. “You going to suck it or we just going to talk?” he asked, looking at me directly.

Not only was he physically my type but his demeanor was equally appealing. As I got on my knees, he flicked his cigarette to the side and pulled down his work pants. His cock was a good 7 – 8 inches soft. The long overhang of foreskin felt good inside my mouth, tickling my throat as I sucked the large head which was steadily growing. “Fuck that feels good,” he moaned as I slid my tongue inside the foreskin, licking the head while I sucked. As I blew him his actions wavered from gentle and considerate, running his hands through my hair and calling “Baby,” to rough and domineering, referring me as being a cock hungry slut.

His cock had grown too large to give him pleasure so I stopped to lick and gently his low hanging balls, prompting more pleasurable groans. “Kiss it baby,” he said, rubbing his dick over my face. He was noticeably getting more excited the more attentive I was to him. He stepped back to unbutton and remove his shirt, revealing a large, meaty upper torso. “C’mon, get those clothes off,” he said, stuffing his hard cock back into his pants, them pulling them off

I stood up to join him. “I don’t have a lot to remove,” I said, acknowledging that I only wore a tank top and flimsy shorts the took me seconds to take off.

“You are a damn slut aren’t you? Truck stop whore,” he said, tossing his pants to the side, now standing before me naked.

“Yeah, sorry, I said,” feeling slightly ashamed.

Leroy approached me, slapping me playfully on the face. “Don’t fucking apologize. Shit, you are what you are, and I like it,” he said kissing me gently. “Turn around, let me see that ass.”

I felt like I truly hit the jackpot here now that I knew he was genuinely a top. I turned around, awaiting his response.

“Goddamn!!!!” he said, breaking the quietness of the night air. “Looks like you got some Black in you. And if not, definitely about to get some,” he said, firmly grabbing my butt cheeks and squeezing them. That would not be the first time I heard that pun. Leroy proceeded to hug me from the back, his half-hard cock pressing against me. “You ever been fucked by a Black man?” he asked, reaching around and pinching my nipples.

“Yeah I have,” I said, feeling myself getting increasingly aroused almost to the point of orgasm.

“Alright, so you like the Black cock. But I’m about to make you my bitch, you hear me?” Suddenly I could not hold back anymore and, without touching my cock, started ejaculating.” Damn man, I got you that hot?” Leroy said.

“Yeah, you did,” I said, both embarrassed and disappointed.

“Well alright, glad I have that effect on you,” said Leroy, pulling away.

“We don’t have to stop,” I said, fearing he would no longer be interested. “I can go another round.”

“Put your clothes back on, we’ll go to my truck,” Leroy said while getting dressed. I waited for him to get dressed, then followed him into his big rig which had a spacious, clean cab.

“Nice man, this is impressive,” I commented, admiring the layout and orderly placement of everything as I got into the cab. It had a double bed, dim blue lighting and padded walls. It was the first time I was ever in the cab of a big truck and was surprised at how comfortable it looked.

“Appreciate it. This is my life, man. And I’m a big guy so got to have the space,” he said while closing the curtains. He then reached into a drawer and pulled out a flask, handing it to me. “Drink up.”

I took a guzzle of what was very strong liquor, almost losing my breath. Trying to gather myself before choking, I shook my head, indicating I could not talk.

Leroy laughed, taking the flask from me. “Strong, ain’t it?” All I could do was nod my head. I watched as he casually took a swig from, it letting out a long sigh of relief.

“You sure you should be drinking?” I asked.

Leroy took another swig, handing it back to me. “I’m where I need to be, got until Monday before I have to deliver this shit.” It was Friday night, rather early Saturday morning so he had plenty of time to recover.

“No man, I’m good,” I said, still recovering from the first taste.

“Oh hell no, I am not going to get drunk by myself. You better drink that shit.”

I took a second gulp, this time smaller to lessen the impact. “What is this?” I asked, still feeling the impact.

“You never had moonshine? This shit straight out of Kentucky,” Leroy said, reaching out and taking the flask from me, then taking another drink.  “Take your clothes off James.”

I slipped off my shirt, then my shorts revealing my nakedness. “You like?” I asked, not knowing what else to say as he appeared to survey my body.

“Oh yeah, not a bad dick either,” he said, reaching out and playing with it. Leroy then took off his clothes, folding them before putting them away. I could not take my eyes of his cock as he maneuvered around the cab. “Your ass clean?”

“Yes sir, cleaned the pipes before coming here.”

“Good, I don’t like mess,” he said, sitting back, spreading his legs, playing with his soft dick. “Cause I will definitely be fucking you.”

The dim blue light in the cab allowed me to see the details of his large, bulky body. His chest was large but firm, dotted with hair, his belly solid and equally hairy. But the most impressive was his large appendage which protruded from his hairy bush, at least 8 inches soft and near beer-can thickness. The rest of his body was proportionately thick, thighs, legs and feet. I laid between his legs, kissing and licking his growing cock, sticking my tongue under the foreskin. “Stop playing with it and put it in your mouth,” he said harshly. As soon as I slid his fattening dick in to mouth Leroy pushed my head down on it, forcing it into my throat and making me gag.

He eased the pressure on the back of my head, allowing me to come up for air, leaving a trail of saliva. “Sorry,” I panted trying to catch my breath before he impaled his cock on my mouth again. This time I was prepared and took him into my throat.

“There ya go. Fuck yeah!” Leroy yelled out. “Ain’t had a bitch that could do that – fuck!” Just as I was about to gag, he pulled out. “Don’t forget my balls,” he said, while starting to jack his dick. I watched him stroke his big meat while I coated his nut suck with my tongue, then pulling each one into my mouth. “Catch this nut bitch!” he yelled out.

I quickly put my mouth on his cock and was instantly treated with a warm gush of cum that squirted out of his extended head. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” he yelled, obviously enjoying an intense orgasm. Not knowing him I wasn’t sure if his cock was too sensitive to suck after an orgasm so I kept in my mouth, sucking softly.

“You really like the black cock, don’t you?’” Leroy asked.

I stopped sucking his cock to answer his question. “Yeah, I do.” I watched as he nodded his head approvingly.

“Got some buddies that I could introduce you to.”

“I’d like that. Truck drivers?”

“Some, yeah. You ought to come on the road with me, you’d enjoy it,” he said, reaching for a pair of shorts, then pulling them on without underwear followed by a white T-shirt, which strained around his massive body. “Got to piss, coming with me?” said Leroy as he made his way to the driver’s side.

“Yeah,” I said, putting on my scant outfit, following him out of the truck. Like a gentleman, he helped me down the steep stairs. “I’m good. I’m not a girl,” I said jokingly.

“Sheeeit. I’m about to change that,” Leroy said, laughing, putting his large arm around me.

I felt uncomfortable with this obvious display of affection but considering the size of this man and his confidence I felt at ease. “You’re not concerned what other truck driver might think?”

“Nope,” he said, looking at me, his arm weighing heavy on my shoulders. “Do I look like someone who gives a fuck about what others think?” he said, releasing me while entering the bathroom.

I laughed at the obvious answer. “No.”

We stood at the urinal pissing while talking. Leroy had a naturally loud voice and I marveled at his ability to speak his mind about sexuality and how people should mind their own business.

As we walked out I admired Leroy’s large body, how his T-shirt clung tightly to his body, his shorts sliding down, exposing the crack of his big ass, and the overall masculinity of him. He opened the door to his truck, inviting me in. As I climbed the stairs, I felt my shorts getting pulled down. “I’m getting up in here.”

“Damn Leroy, you really don’t care who sees us,” I said, getting into his truck half naked. There were a couple other trucks parked and running so we were in plain sight.

Leroy closed the door behind him then got into the cab, sitting across from where I was “I told you that, you act surprised.” He slipped off his shorts, revealing his hung, dark cock. “C’mon baby girl, you know you want some,” said Leroy spreading his legs.

Although I never had been referred to as a girl sexually, the way he said it drew me to him.

After sucking his cock to a full erection, Leroy told me to lie on my back on the bed. He got on top of me, kissing my body from my lips to between my begs, ignoring my hard cock, lifting up my legs and kissing and blowing on my hole. He reached up and turned a light on. “Damn that’s a pretty pink pussy. Make it wink baby.”

‘A strange request,’ I thought, but gave him what he wanted as I puckered my hole in and out.

Leroy then began what would be a good half hour of talented licking and probing of my asshole, making me want more.

“Please fuck me,” I whispered.

“Going to have to do better than that,” said Leroy in between tongue strokes.

“I want your cock inside of me,” I begged. “Tell me what you really want James,” said Leroy, getting up on his knees and sliding his erect cock across my hole.

“Not sure what you mean Leroy,” I said, afraid that I disrupted the sensuous moment.

“I think you know James,” he said, putting his fingers in my mouth. “Say it.”

This man was mind fucking me which allowed me to give in to temptation and say what I was thinking. “Fuck me with your black cock.”

“Oh hell, now you’re talking,” said Leroy as he opened a cabinet and brought out some lube, squeezing some on my hole. “Go on.”

“Please put your big black cock in my white pussy,” I pleaded, and not in a disingenuous manner.

“Fuck yeah,” said Leroy bending over to kiss me. “You want my black babies inside you?”

“Yes, Leroy, breed my ass.”

With that, Leroy began the slow insertion of his cock inside of me, stopping before he penetrated my second ring. “Nice tight ass,” he commented while lifting my legs further. “Relax, breathe,” he said, then, with an upward push, I felt the entirety of his cock slide into me. 

I could not help but yell out as I felt like my ass was being split open. He bent over and covered my mouth with his, pushing his tongue into me and probing, just as his cock was doing. I was pinned under his big body, impaled by his large cock, completely vulnerable. As he began a slow grind the pleasurable sensations replaced the uncomfortable ones. “Feel good baby?” he asked, releasing his lips, looking into my eyes.

“Fuck yeah,” I murmured, the sensation of pleasure overriding my ability to talk.

What he did next was something I had never experienced. He had me lean back on my arms, then skillfully executed upward thrusts with his cock, slow at first then rapid, bringing me to sensations so pleasurable that I ejaculated hands free, shooting ropes of sperm over my head, then onto my face and belly.

“Fuck yeah!” shouted Leroy, then seconds later roaring joyously at his own lengthy orgasm. After awhile we both caught our breaths, looking at each other and laughing at the amazing sexual peaks we reached simultaneously. “Come here baby,” Leroy said, sitting up.

I sat up his cock still buried in my ass. “Thank you.”

“Thank you!” Leroy emphasized with obvious pleasure. “Had you squirting like a bitch.”

I was embarrassed by the mess I made on his wall, but luckily it was vinyl. “Yeah, I don’t remember ever cumming that hard. “Sorry about the mess.”

“No worries, it’ll clean,” he said, kissing my lips softly, then looking at me shaking his head.

“What?” I asked, unable to read his expression.

“When you were cumming your ass squeezed so hard on cock, never felt anything like it.” Although he was still inside of me I could tell he was soft, but it still felt good. “Lean back and raise your legs, I want to see how much comes out.”

As soon as I felt him slip out of me, I could feel a rush of warm liquid running out of me, adding to the smell of sex that already permeated throughout the cab. Leroy scooped out his cum and fed it to me, allowing to suck on his fat, rough fingers. “You’re damn freak.”

“Hope you don’t mind,” I said, knowing he was enjoying it.

“That’s it. Bitch, you’re coming on the road with me. That is unless you got someone at home.”

“I do, but he’s away for awhile.” Leo was down south tending to his sick mother for at least another month so I had the time, plus I was on vacation from work. “So yeah, sounds good.”

“For real? You have no fucking idea what you are about to get yourself into,” said Leroy, pulling his shorts back on, then tossing mine to me. “Let’s talk about it, but first wash up.” He got towels and wash cloths out of the cabinet and I followed him as he walked shirtless to the bathroom. We both washed up the best we could and agreed that I would meet him at a truck stop that following Monday for a two-week long road trip with him. I could barely sleep that night in anticipation of being with Leroy and his truck for two weeks.