I pulled out of Knoxville headed for Nashville. It was only a few hours drive but my love for country music forced me to stop for the night.
As I drove, I continually thought of Buck and the great time we had together. After a while, I noticed a rest area ahead and pulled in. There was only one rig there plus two cars.
I used the restroom, which was empty, then returned to my car. I sat and waited for a short while before pulling back onto the highway.
Later I spotted another and stopped. In the restroom was a trucker using one of the stalls. There were no doors on the stalls and I saw that he had his jeans down close to his ankles. It appeared that he was trying to hide an erection. I smiled and nodded. He smiled back. I went into the other stall and dropped my shorts to the floor and casually patted my right foot which was closest to him. A second later he patted his left foot. BINGO! He took my signal.
He stood and pulled up his jeans and as he fastened them he stepped forward and turned toward me and asked where I was headed. His jeans were still partially open and it showed that he did indeed have a boner.
Casually, I opened my legs and let him see my slowly rising cock. He smiled and said if I'd like something to drink to meet him out as his rig.
I quickly followed and once up in the cab of his rig, he invited me back into the sleeper where he had a small fridge with drinks in it. Once there he commented that I appeared to me in need like him.
"Always," I replied with a smile.
"Well, You think we might be able to help each other out?"
"I don't see why not," I replied.
He smiled and stepped toward me and pressed his lips to mine. Moments later we were both nude in his bunk making out passionately. before long, we were in a sixty-nine hungrily sucking each others cocks. After both climaxing and swallowing, we kissed more before we both returned to the road.
As I started to leave his cab, he said, "Thanks, man, I needed that bad."
"Glad to oblige," I replied.
It was near noon when I arrived and found a motel close to 'Music Row'. After checking in, I went to to town and secured tickets to a show that evening. As I walked around the area, I spotted a young man singing on the street. he was in his early twenties, tall and slim. his build was just average, but he was good looking and his smile was a killer. Adding to his appeal was a nice bulge showing in his jeans.
I stood and listened for a while before tossing a five into his guitar case.
"Thanks, mister," he said between chorus'.
I just smiled and nodded, before continuing on my way.
I returned to the motel and napped before showering and heading back to town for the show.
When it was over, I came out and headed for my car. the young singer was back out, singing his heart out. Again, I stopped and listened. After a couple of songs he took a break. When he did, we began talking.
I asked why he was out on the street singing and he replied that he was hoping he would soon be discovered. I told him that with his voice, it shouldn't take long.
"I hope not," he replied. "I'm almost out of money. I've got enough for another week at the cheap motel I'm staying at. The money I collect here goes for food and other necessities."
"When did you eat last," I asked.
"A regular meal, day before yesterday. I usually eat snacks and a soda and when I have enough saved, I'll get a decent meal."
I'm Mark. Pack up your guitar and come with me."
"I'm Greg, but where are we going?"
"To get us both something to eat," I replied.
He smiled and quickly packed up his guitar. we waked to my car and I drove to a truck stop on the edge of town that had a twenty-four hour all-you-can-eat buffet. He went wild, eating enough for three men.
After eating we sat and talked and I told him he looked tired.
"I am. That dump I'm staying in is always having fights and people in and out doing drug deals. I don't sleep much."
"Have you already paid for the week?"
"No, I pay day by day. Why?"
"We're going to get your things and you're getting out of there. I want to hear you on the radio and not read about you getting mixed up in a drug deal gone bad."
"Mark, it's all I can afford."
"We'll discuss that later. Tonight you're staying with me. I only have one king bed in my room but if you want, I can get them to bring in a roll-away for you."
"There is no way I can repay you," he said.
"Yea, there is. I'll give you my cell number and when you get discovered, call me. You can get me tickets to your first big performance."
"Man, you got a deal!" he exclaimed.
We drove to his motel and got his things then went to mine. Once in my room, I told him to make himself at home.
I asked his age and he said twenty-two.
"Old enough for a beer," I replied.
As I handed him one he smiled.
I kicked off my shoes and he removed his boots. I then removed my shirt and he did the same. That's when I noticed a USMC tattoo on his left pec. When I asked, he said he had just got out about three months ago.
He casually plopped down on one side of the bed and said, "This feel great. If it's okay with you, this bed is big enough for both of us."
"Suits me," I replied.
"Mind if I shower?" he asked.
"Not at all. Help yourself."
He got up and stripped to his boxers, and the bulge was more evident. My mouth drooled and my own cock began to rise.
He went to the bathroom and soon returned with a towel around him. Digging through his bags, he found a clean pair of boxers and dropping the towel, began putting them on. He didn't turn his back to me and I got a great vie of his cock. It was awesome.
I stood and stripped to my briefs and got us each a fresh beer. As we lay on the bed side by side with only a foot and a half between us, we began watching TV. I noticed on several occasions that he looked over toward my crotch.
After a few minutes, he said, "Mark, I'd like to thank you some how but there is only one way that I know of."
"How's that?" I asked.
"I can't tell you. I'll have to show you."
"Okay," I replied.
He sat up and quickly hooked his fingers in the waist of my briefs and pulled them down, exposing my cock. Just as fast, he grasped my cock and began sucking me. My head began spinning as I moaned softly. "I like the way you say thank you," I said, "but let's get more comfortable."
He paused and I raised my hips and completely removed my briefs. Looking over at the bulge in his boxers caused by his own hard cock, I said, "Why don't you join me?"
He did then returned to my cock. I lay back and let him do his thing. Between deep throats, he massaged my cock with his tongue. Every minute or so he would stop and start licking and gently sucking my balls.
Eventually, he brought me to my climax and after filling his mouth with my load, he quickly swallowed.
As he lay back down, I said, "That's the best 'thank you' I've ever had."
"I'm sorry if I was too forward. I'll leave if you want me to."
"Don't you dare," I said as I sat up next to him. As he looked at me I quickly leaned over and began sucking him.
"Oh, fuck yea!" he said softly. "You don't have to do that."
I ignored him and continued sucking quickly bringing him to a climax. As I swallowed he said, "Keep sucking if you want to. I can go twice."
I did and moments later he fed me a second load. After swallowing again, I sat back up and looked into his eyes. He sat up and quickly kissed me, offering his tongue. I responded with mine.
We cuddled and kissed and later fucked each other. He was an expert in giving and receiving.
Before going to sleep, I asked how long he had been into guys and he told me he started when he was thirteen after seeing two guys doing each other in the woods behind his house. He said he then did it with his neighbor who was two years older.
He was soon sleeping soundly in my arms. Carefully, I eased out of bed and reached for my shorts. Removing my wallet, I took out five twenties and slipped them into the back pocket of his jeans with a note wishing him good luck, then returned to bed. I wasn't paying him for sex. I was trying to help him out.
We slept late and after waking, we dressed and went for breakfast. I said I needed to get on the road but insisted he come with me to the motel office.
We entered and I told the clerk to give him a room for two weeks. He looked at me and started to speak when I stopped him, saying,"No arguments!"
The clerk got his ID and I paid with one of my credit cards. We went to his room and after dropping his bags, he turned to me and kissed me passionately, before saying "I owe you more than I ever repay."
"No you don't. Just get that contract."
I turned to leave and he walked me to the door. As I climbed in, I could see tears running down his cheeks. As I started to pull away, I called out to him, "Check your right back pocket."
I watched from a distance as he did and saw him smile then begin crying harder.
I Hope to hear him on the radio someday.
I continued on through Memphis then toward Little Rock. I stopped in Little Rock for the night at a motel next to a truck stop.
When I went over to the truck stop restaurant for dinner I, of course, checked the rest room. There was a glory hole, and as I waited for someone to come in and occupy the stall next to me, I read the walls, spotting a note giving the web site for gay truckers. It said that there was a chat room where gay truckers and those that liked truckers could chat and maybe meet. I wrote the web address down on toilet paper and shoved it in my pocket.
Before I ate dinner, I had sucked five hit cocks. After dinner, I sucked three more before returning to my room. There, I took out my laptop and checked out the web site. I got into the chat room and saw one driver talking about a nudist gay lodge he had been to in Oklahoma. It was north of Oklahoma City and had a shuttle that would pick up drivers from the truck stop a few miles away. He gave instructions as to where it was and how drivers could get the shuttle. He also said it was by membership only but that they had one day memberships also. He said that it was totally nude
I decided then to detour and check it out.
I left Little Rock and as I approached Oklahoma City I watched for the highway need to get to the resort called simply 'The Lodge'.
I found the highway and followed the directions I had written down from the chat room. I found the cut off and followed it to the gate. I pressed the buzzer and was asked what I needed. I told them I was referred to them and understood that they had day memberships. I was buzzed in and after the gate opened, I drove to the lodge office. I was greeted warmly and told that I could rent a room in the bunkhouse or a cabin or a tent site if i wanted to rough it. I chose a cabin.
I checked in and paid for a three day membership. I was escorted to my cabin and could clearly see a number of men around the pool nude, and others in the bar, also nude.
"Make sure you read the rules you were given. Violation of those rules will result in immediate eviction with no refund."
I said I understood.
As the employee and I approached my cabin, two hot muscular guys came out of the one just passed mine. We acknowledged each other and one said, "New guest, Tom?"
"Yea. Three day membership."
We paused as they walked up and said, "We're headed for the bar. Hope we'll see you there."
"I'm sure you will as soon as I get settled."
I went in and began to unpack, why I don't know since I'd be nude while here.
As I stripped, I read the rules. They were simple but one in particular was highlighted.
"Under no circumstances will sex be allowed in public areas in view of other guest. Hand holding, hugs, arms around each other, and casual kisses will be allowed. We realize that erections might occur, but under no circumstances will a guest resolve that 'problem' in public."
Once nude, I slipped on a pair of sandals and headed for the bar. Once there, I ordered a beer and as I looked around, I saw the two guys from the cabin near me. They motioned me over.
I went to their table and joined them. Both had short haircuts; one blond and the other dark brown.
The blond spoke up saying, "I'm Brad and he's Roy."
"I'm Mark," I replied as I shook hand with each of them.
"First time here?" Roy asked.
"Yes, it is. I'm looking forward to my stay."
"We love it here. We come here three to four times a year, depending on when we can get off work," Brad added.
Roy asked how I found out about the place. When I told them they both laughed. "Damn, on a gay trucker's chat room," Brad said. "I wonder if that will start bringing in more truckers?"
"I've been transferred to San Diego and am driving. My company gave me thirty days paid leave to get moved and settled."
"Damn nice company. What do you do?"
"I'm a communications specialist. The company I work for has a large contract with the military. I'll be working at both the naval and marine bases."
"Luck you, getting to see all those hot studs daily," Roy stated.
"When I was in Norfolk, I did manage to find some hot navy studs that played. I hope o find some in San Diego."
"Oh, I'm sure you will manage."
What type work do you two do?" I asked.
"Well, we really don't broadcast it. Maybe before you leave, we'll tell you."
"Okay, I understand," I said. "Are you two partners?"
"Yes, for five years now."
"Most people, when they find that out, asked if we play with others. The answer is yes both separately and together."
"Nice," I said.
They offered to show me around and I was glad that they did. We went to the pool, gym, sauna, then to the Dungeon.
"This is the only place you can have sex in front of others," Brad said.
In the Dungeon it was dimly lit, and contained slings, bondage racks, and stocks. There were several guys there working over guy in a sling, taking turns on his ass.
Brad looked at his watch and said, "Time for dinner."
We headed for the main building and went through the buffet line and got our plates. After eating,as we walked out to the patio where the fire pit was I noticed Brad and Roy talking privately. Later, as we had another beer, Brad asked if I would like to join them in their cabin for a while. I said gladly.
We went to their cabin and immediately got into hot passionate kissing and groping. Soon, they were taking turns on my cock and ass. As one sucked me, the other rimmed my ass. every few minutes, they would have me turn and the one sucking me was now eating my ass and the one that had been eating me was now sucking me. I was in fucking heaven.
It ended when Roy got my load and kissed Brad and shared it with him. After that, I sucked each of them off. Later, as I fucked Brad, Roy fucked me.
After midnight I returned to my cabin, totally satisfied. I slept soundly.
The next morning I was awakened by knocking on my door.
Opening it, I saw Brad and Roy and Brad said, "Come on sleepy head. We don't want to miss breakfast."
We had breakfast and I said I'd see them later. I met a guy at the pool and we went to my room to suck and fuck. After lunch, I went to the dungeon and fucked one guy and sucked two others.
Later I met Brad and Roy for dinner, after which I invited them to my room.
After a hot round of cock sucking, Brad looked at me and said, "We talked and decided you would keep our occupation secret. Can we depend on that?"
"Most definitely," I replied, curious.
"We're in law enforcement. We're from Memphis and Roy is a county deputy sheriff and I'm with the Tennessee State Police. I think you see why we want to keep it secret."
"Hell yes I do," I replied shocked. "I just can't believe that I'm having sex with two cops."
"Well, you are. Now how about fucking this cops ass?" Roy said.
I did and later fucked Brad. In between, e talked and i asked if either ever had sex with civilians when they stop them.
"We've both been propositioned, but with me being state," Brad said, "I get more offers from the truckers I stop than Roy does."
"Although," Roy said, "last week I had an eighteen year old i stopped for speeding offer oral or anal sex to avoid a ticket."
"What did you do?"
"Well, while he was making the offer, he had started rubbing my crotch. I let him blow me then gave him the ticket anyway."
"You're bad," I said laughing.
During my remaining days, I had sex with different guys during the day but at night I was with Brad and Roy.
On the morning I left we had one last episode of hot sex. Afterward, we exchanged phone numbers and I invited them to San Diego to visit me after I got settled in.
"I promise to have some hot Marines for you to play with," I told them. They said they would be in touch.
I returned to the road and left Oklahoma and into the Texas panhandle. Amarillo was my next night's stop.
TO BE CONTINUED.........