Halloween Series 2022

The Hitchhiker

“Let me pray first,” he sobbed. He started to put his hands together.

 “I already did it for you,” Arvin said. “Put in one of them special requests you fuckers are always talking about, asked him to send you straight to hell.”  - Donald Ray Pollock, The Devil All the Time

 Travis steered his rig along the narrow two-lane highway, wondering how much time he might lose with the detour. There had been a wreck on the interstate, another rig overturning with a chemical tank, and he knew it would be hours before the mess was cleaned up and the interstate opened back to traffic. And it would be lined with state troopers, and he had no intentions of crossing their path if he could help it. What was in the trailer would put him away for the rest of his life, especially with his record. He checked the GPS again, seeing he was nearing a turn, a short cut through the area. On both sides of the road all he had seen was woods with a few farms in between. He was grateful for a load that was light, something that made holding a speed on the hills and taking off from stops easier.

The female voice came on, telling him the turn was just ahead, then telling him to turn. As he turned, he wondered if he could change the voice. She sounded like someone he had known in a different life and time. Someone who made him dislike her. He eased the rig onto the side road, seeing it was narrower and not even marked, and he wondered if she was leading him astray.

As he accelerated, shifting up through the gears, he knew he really needed to change the voice. Maybe a nice young man’s voice, something slightly effeminate, but not too much. A voice he could image, like an innocent young guy. He thought of the ones he had picked up over the years, those willing, and more enticing to him, those not. He liked them that begged him to stop.  

The road was curvy with steep grades down to narrow bridges over dark streams and creeks. He drove slowly, wondering if this was really a short cut. He shifted up and down the gears, trying to keep up a steady speed. He used his high beams, something he rarely had to do, but he had never been on such a desolate road. There wasn’t a single light along the road. Not from a house or barn. There wasn’t even a power line running parallel to the road.

After a couple of miles, Travis saw something in the road. As he drew near, he saw it move to the shoulder. He realized it was a guy and as he came closer, a hand was extended out, thumb up. In the headlights, he saw the guy was young looking with thick black hair that covered the ears and he stood on the side of road wearing overalls with no shirt. Bare shoulders shined in the light. Muscular with smooth looking skin.

“Fuck me,” Travis uttered, smiling at his good luck. He hit the brakes to stop, knowing he would run past the guy a little. In the mirror within the red brake lights, he saw the guy move to the edge of the road and come his way.

“Hey man, thanks for picking me up,” the guy said as he climbed into the cab with Travis.

Travis couldn’t find his voice at first, stunned by what occupied the passenger seat. The smile with dimples framing it. The eyes that seemed to shine like an emerald in the overhead light. The hair that was thick and wavy and messed up just enough to make him look innocent and sexy at the same time.

“Where…are you heading?”

“North,” the guy replied.

Travis laughed at the vague answer. “That works. I’m Travis; what is your name.”

“Jasper.”

“Where did you come from? There isn’t shit out here.”

“I came from the main road back there, thinking this would be a good cut through.”

“Same here,” Travis replied as he started moving down the road. He shifted through the gears until back at a comfortable speed for the narrow road. Over and over, he looked to his right. He looked at the Jasper’s profile, the aquiline nose, the strong jaw and just the earlobe visible. A glint from metal and he realized Jasper had an earring and he looked closely to see its shape. After a few looks, he figured out it was a loop with a small stone hanging from it. He hoped to get a closer look and soon. He tugged at the crotch of his jeans hoping Jasper noticed.

“You just traveling around?” asked Travis as he eased around a tight curve.

“Yeah, just seeing what trouble I can get into,” Jasper replied, sliding down, and turning toward him. Legs were spread apart, and Jasper stretched his arms up and over his head. Patches of dark hair in each pit and the flexing muscles of the biceps caused Travis to stare openly.

“It is far too hot out,” said Jasper undoing one strap then the other letting the top of overalls fall, revealing a lean muscular body. He raked a hand up his chest and Travis followed it with his eyes. “But your air conditioning feels really good, especially on my bare skin.” Jasper voice had dropped an octave, deeper, huskier…sexier.

“You look nice,” Travis blurted out. He didn’t know what overcame him and he started to stammer some excuse, then Jasper sat up and leaned closer.

“You think so?”

“Yes.”

“I do think I have a nice body,” flexing one bicep then his pecs.

“Damn,” Travis uttered, then had to correct himself for he was on the shoulder of the road.

“Careful Travis, we don’t want to mess up your pretty truck.”

“…”

“I’ve been on this path…road, a long time. I need to get somewhere and clean up, but, Travis, would you care if I just got out of these clothes for a little while.”

Jasper didn’t wait for Travis to respond, instead he raised his ass and slide the overalls down.

Travis realized none of the buttons had been done on the sides. Jasper had been wearing them loose and he saw sans underwear as they were slid down the long legs. Jasper kicked off his shoes, then worked each foot free. When he sat back, Travis looked at the hard cock angled up between the thighs. It looked huge, thick, with a tapered head. Jasper turned in the seat and spread his legs. Seductively, with such a lurid stare, it made Travis feel his own sexuality. His cock began to harden, and he had to tug on it, shift it within his tight jeans to get comfortable.

“I’m so horny,” Jasper whispered.

“I am too,” Travis admitted trying to watch the road and look at the perfect specimen next to him. He reached over and run his hand up the left leg as far as he could reach.

“You’re going to wreck us. Why not pull off somewhere. I bet there is a place just up the road we can get this big rig off the road.”

Travis forced himself to look at the road, the last thing burned into vision was Jasper slowly stroking his cock. A slight curve and the headlights swept across an open parcel of land. He slowed, smiling at his good luck. There was no ditch to navigate. The ground just ran level right up to the road. He eased off the asphalt and saw the trees seem to make a circle around the property and he pulled into the clearing and stopped.

“Perfect,” Jasper whispered.

“You want to get out or…”

“Let’s get in back. I think we both know what we want.”

Travis struggled to get from behind the wheel, suddenly uncoordinated, but he finally crawled into the back onto the mattress that took up the entire space. He flicked on a light, one that he could dim as Jasper crawled in behind him. He felt hands on his legs, then his hips, then working his belt loose. He began to undo the buttons on his shirt as Jasper undid his jeans.

“Raise your hips,” said Jasper.

Travis raised his ass and watched Jasper pulled jeans and boxers down his legs. He fumbled with buttons, even popping one off, but he got his shirt undone and was slipping it off as Jasper got his boots, socks, then jeans and boxers off. He lay back naked, cock half hard, wondering what Jasper would let him do. He watched him crawl over him, cock dragging up one leg, then sliding by his own cock, over his stomach then chest. Jasper sat on his chest and stroked his cock.

“Suck me, Travis. Make he so hard I’ll do anything,” Jasper whispered.

Travis watched Jasper push that cock down and drag it over his lips. He stuck out his tongue and tasted the sweetness of it. So sweet, he wanted more. Jasper put it to his lips, and he opened them letting that thick cock stretch them wide. Jasper pushed, gently, slowly, and Travis was aware of every inch he was able to take. There was a hand width of cock left and he took it in hand as he began to work his mouth on it.

“That’s it. Suck me. Suck me, Travis,” Jasper whispered as he gently pumped his hips.

Travis thought his jaw would come unhinged, but he couldn’t stop. He wanted Jasper so bad. The sweetness was like a nectar, and he couldn’t get enough. Suddenly he was gasping for air and realized Jasper had backed down his chest.

“Let’s try something else,” Jasper uttered in such a low voice Travis barely heard him, but he knew what he meant. He saw him hover over his own cock, take it in hand, then ease down on it. Jasper didn’t stop, there was no teasing him, not playful foreplay. He simply took Travis’s cock inch after inch, until fully seated on it. Travis held the thighs, fingers digging into the flexing muscle as Jasper began to move up and down.

“You feel so good inside me,” Jasper uttered as his pace increased. Suddenly their fuck became physical, Jasper smacking down on Travis.

Travis thought he was losing his mind. It felt like Jasper’s ass was milking his cock. Like little hands stroking him as he buried his cock inside Jasper’s depths. He became so aroused, so hard his cock ached for release, and he began to push upward as Jasper dropped down.

“That’s it; fuck my ass,” Jasper uttered while stopping over Travis, just the head of Travis’ cock inside him. “Fuck me, Travis, fuck me hard.”

Travis held Jasper by the ankles and shoved upward, over and over, sinking his cock into Jasper’s ass. He fucked until the muscles in his stomach burned and he was gasping for breath. His skin grew hot and slick, and he struggled to hold his head up to watch. But he couldn’t tear his eyes off Jasper, the perfection of the body, the cock, and how Jasper took his fuck. He thrust upward until he was banging his head against the side of the sleeper and shuddering with his ejaculation.

Cum sprayed Travis from face down to his stomach. He felt bathed in it and the scent hit his nose. It was stronger than other men’s cum, mustier, and he inhaled deeply and felt like he was getting high on it. He watched Jasper leaned back, and realized he wasn’t stroking his cock. He had come without direct stimulation. He saw that thick cock flex again and a thick wad drooled from the slit and dripped down to his stomach.

Travis fell back exhausted wondering how someone could do that to him. Such pleasure he felt high. Suddenly hands were on him. His legs were being lifted and he looked down his wet torso at Jasper between them, holding them up then spreading them out.

“I don’t get fucked,” Travis uttered, but his voice came out weak, unconvincing even to himself. He lay his head back, feeling subdued, and let Jasper fold him in half. His knees were pressed into the mattress either side of his torso and he felt his ass lift off the mattress and spread open. He didn’t think he could take it, as he clutched the bed while Jasper put that thick cock to his opening and stretched him open. He shuddered and cried out but did nothing to stop the penetration.

Then Jasper was over him, fucking. Fucking hard, brutal in the way Jasper just buried cock into his ass. He’d never felt his sex like this. The pure fullness of every thrust into his depths. He gasped for breath and angled his head back, mouth open, trying to cry out. He didn’t feel like himself, as if struggling to stay within his own skin. He thought he was hallucinating, for Jasper seemed to be glowing blue.

“Jasper,” Travis uttered as cock hammered his depths.

“I know,” Jasper’s voice whispered in his ear.

Jasper fucked and fucked and fucked, their bodies banging together. Travis didn’t know how Jasper could keep it up, and he didn’t know how he was taking it. But he reached up and held the narrow waist, the skin hot to the touch and looked up at the green eyes that seem to be glowing.

“Fuck, cum for me…please,” Travis uttered.

Jasper pushed down on his legs and shoved into his depths. It felt like that cock was going deeper, boring into his body deeper than possible.

“That’s it, Travis, take my seed,” Jasper uttered.

Through the fog of their sex, Travis found it odd to use such a reference, but as Jasper kept jamming cock into his body with his ejaculation, he lost the thought as soon as he had it. He lay there, taking wad after wad being pumped into his hole, until Jasper finally fell to his side spent. He turned and snuggled up against him like a child, feeling the warm embrace as arms encircled his body.

The sun came into the cab, angling in all the way into the sleeper as it rose in the east. Travis stirred awake and sat up. He was still naked and felt the soreness of every muscle. He looked around and realized Jasper was gone, but the scent of Jasper’s cum lingered in the air and he still felt like his mind was in a fog. He slid to the edge of the mattress and looked out of the cab. Jasper was nowhere in sight. Suddenly he was worried Jasper might have robbed him, something other truckers had complained about when they picked up the wrong person. He fumbled for his jeans and pulled out his wallet quickly seeing Jasper had not tampered with it.

After getting dressed Travis checked where he was located and how far it was back to the interstate. He climbed out of the cab and walked around his rig checking the tires and lock on the trailer. As he moved around the rig, he realized the trees around him really did look to be in a perfect circle and there were stone ruins among them.

“Odd little place,” Travis mumbled as he climbed back into his rig.

He fired it up and eased back to the road. He would drive north twenty miles before getting to the interstate. He stopped at a truck stop at the interchange, getting breakfast and fuel. Then he hit the road, shifting through the gears until he was moving fast down the road.

For three days Travis headed north, and nearly every minute of it he thought of Jasper, almost obsessed over him, wondering why Jasper would leave without saying goodbye, then wondering why Jasper didn’t let him take him further up the road. He would have taken him anywhere, then realized he wished Jasper was with him for the sex. He wanted that big fat cock inside him again. He wanted to feel it flexing with its release while buried in his hole.

A sign ahead announced his destination was seventy miles away. He adjusted himself in the seat and keep his foot on the accelerator. Then he felt it, something moving inside him. He slapped a hand on his stomach fearful of what he was feeling. He felt it move again, push against his hand, then stir around his abdomen.

He tore at his shirt, popping all the buttons until he could pull it open and look at his stomach. He saw it, something moving against the skin, push outward, then sink back into his stomach. Then the pain hit him. Unbearable excoriating pain. He screamed in horror and with the pain. He struggled to focus on the road. Blood seeped onto the seat, and he was shaking uncontrollably. Then he blacked out.

Bryan has been a State Trooper for only two years, but in that time, he had seen a lot of bad wrecks. This one was no worse. Just another rig that ran off the road and into the trees. The rig had sheared off several trees, pushing them to the side or running over them.

He climbed down into the ditch and noticed the motorists that had stopped to help stood back with horrified looks. He made his way back up the other side of the ditch and to the cab. The door hung open and he moved to it and climbed up.

“Holy fuck,” Bryan exclaimed and had to double his grip to keep from falling back. The driver was sitting in the driver’s seat, still strapped in with his seat belt, but the shoulder belt was cut in two, and the guy’s stomach was torn open. He nearly gagged at the sight of it and quickly jumped down for the stench was overwhelming. It wasn’t like anything he had ever smelled, not even from a body in state of decomposition. The ambulance pulled down into the ditch as he stepped back.

“What do we have, Bryan?” asked Cheryl, who climbed out of the passenger seat.

“See for yourself,” Bryan replied as he moved away.