Night Roadtrip Part 1 of 3
I took Friday off so I could go visit my brother. We’re really close, and hadn’t seen each other in a month. We used to do everything together, including getting into trouble, much to the displeasure of our single mom. But she couldn’t stay mad at us, seeing how much we loved each other, and how much we demonstrated our love for her. More than once, she said, “You boys are going to drive me crazy! Good thing you’re both so cute. I can’t stay mad at you… and you both well know it and use it against me!”
I had gotten a job 6 hours away from them. I loved the job, but the distance from them ate me up. I decided that when I got off work at 6 I would just hop in the car and head to my brother’s house, driving straight through so I was there before morning and we’d have three full days before I did the same thing coming back to my place. Being the horny hole that I am, I had taken my enema bulb to work with me, packed in my overnight bag, which I took in to work with me, rather than leaving it in my car for someone to see and steal. At 6:00, I closed out everything on my computer, grabbed my bag, and went to the restroom. My company doesn’t do men’s and women’s restrooms, just single toilet rooms that locked. I went in, got the water running to warm up while I pulled out my bulb and took off my pants. There was no underwear to get in the way. I spent 10 minutes making sure everything was clear, cleaned up my bulb, got dressed, closed up my bag and left the restroom.
I left the office just after 6:30, and I had been on the road for over 4 hours when my bladder said, “Excuse me!!!” I started looking for somewhere to pull off, and just after, saw a sign for a rest area. I love rest areas at night, so that was an easy choice. I pulled in and got out and stretched. There were no other cars, and no trucks parked in the truck lot behind the building. I sighed and thought, “Well shit.” I locked the car and headed into the restroom. I stepped up to the urinal and began pissing. I didn’t realize I had to go that badly, but I pissed for a full minute, and stood there while my bladder decided if there was anything else. I shook my dick free of last drops, and immediately that fucker started getting hard. I stood there stroking for a minute, but decided to get back on the road. I tucked him away in my pants and headed to the sink as the urinal flushed automatically.
I wet my hands and had just put one under the automatic soap dispenser when the door opened and a tall, thick-bearded black man walked in. He was easily 7 or so inches taller than my 5’6”. He gave me a nod as he walked past to the urinals. He was beefy, though not fat, and I saw thick fur on his arms and poking out of the v-neck of his t-shirt. A very quick, I hoped discrete glance down at his crotch revealed a large bulge snaking down to the right. I turned back to the sink and looked up in the mirror as he stepped up to the urinal. I heard a heavy stream of piss hitting in the urinal and saw him surreptitiously look to his left at me. When he saw I was looking in the mirror, he turned his head further and made eye contact with me. I held his eye contact for a few seconds while finishing rinsing my hands. I went to the hand dryer to the left of the sinks so I could still see him at the urinal. He finished pissing but didn’t step away. Instead, as he shook his dick, he turned his body just slightly, but enough that I saw a long, very thick uncut dick. Still soft, it had to be at least 8 inches. He lifted it and shook it up and down a couple times and it quickly started to grow and rise from his pants, as he kept his eyes on mine. I stood there staring at him, and he began to smile, his eyes traveling over me, relaxing into a lustful stare. He turned directly toward me, shaking his now fully erect thick 10-inch dick up and down at me. That was all it took. I walked toward him and reached out and took his dick in my hand. It was more enormous than I had realized. I don’t have particularly small hands, but my fingers wouldn’t meet around it. He moaned a little at my touch, and I began to stroke it uncovering and recovering the head with a lengthy foreskin. I looked up at him and saw his eyes closed. Maybe he felt me looking up at him, because he opened his eyes fixing them on me. “Yeah, man,” he whispered as I stroked.
I think it surprised him when after three or four strokes I immediately sank to my knees and put my mouth over the head and started bobbing up and down sliding his foreskin back and forth in my mouth. The head of his dick was a large, thick plum which had the same soft resistance as a true ripe plum. I began swirling my tongue around it, earning another moan, a little louder this time. I pulled his foreskin back forward as I pulled off his dick, wrapped my hand around it just behind the head and stuck my tongue down inside the foreskin. He hissed as I began circling his head with my tongue inside the skin, tasting the musky, funky cheese I found there. It was strong, but not nasty, and totally tasted like man. I started sucking on his head, pulling his foreskin back, tonguing around his head, then sucking on his head, tonguing, sucking, when suddenly he grabbed my head between his hands and shoved his cock into my mouth. “Oh fuck! Suck it man! Suck that fuckin’ hard cock!” I grabbed hold of his forearms and started fucking myself down on his cock even harder. He was pushing deeper, and I was trying to get deeper. I went down until his head was at the opening of my throat, and I wanted it further, but it wouldn’t go. He started to pull my head up, but I tightened my grip on his forearms and held myself there. I backed off just far enough to get a breath in through my nose, and then went back at it, pushing insistently on it, moving my mouth back and forth to try to find a spot where it would pop in. I finally had to pull off, panting. I looked up at him and said, “Sorry, man. I’m trying.” He laughed and said, “You got nothin’ to apologize for. It’s all good if you can’t go deeper. No one else has ever gotten it there.” I looked into his eyes and said, “Yeah, well they probably didn’t want it as bad as I do! I want it buried as deep down my throat as I’m gonna want it buried up my ass.”
He laughed louder this time and said, “I was hopin’ you might be up for that end, too!” I groaned, “Oh yeah, I want that deep and hard! But I really wanna try to get this fucker down in my throat. Give you some proper throat love.” His eyes widened, his nostrils flared, and he said, “Fuck little man, where you been all my life? Lemme see if I can help get you down on it, then.” I opened my mouth and put it in, then closed my lips around it and started sucking up and down on it. As I went deeper, I started flattening my tongue out along the underside of his dick and began trying to get it in my throat. He gently laid his hands on the back of my head and began gently rocking my mouth in and out on his head, swiveling his hips slightly, like he was trying to wiggle in and expand a hole that was a little too small. Which, of course it was. He held me in place, his big plum pressed against the back of my mouth, making breathing impossible for a good 15-20 seconds. When my body was screaming for breath, I tapped his forearms and he pulled out. I gasped and panted a couple times, looking at that wet dick, glistening and dripping with saliva. He tilted my head up to look at him and said, “You know you got closer, right?” I looked at him as vulnerable as I could and said, “Really?” He leaned down and kissed my forehead and said, “Yeah. I could feel it further in.” I looked into his eyes and said, “Then let’s do it again!” He kissed my forehead again and then winked and said, “My pleasure. Believe me, it’s my pleasure!” I laughed, took a breath and went all the way back down until that plum was back in place. I started moving my head back and forth a little, like shaking my head no.
I felt him start to push down on my head a little firmer, and started swiveling his hips again. This was all causing his head to wiggle back and forth at the top of my throat. “Almost there, baby. Almost there.” I realized I hadn’t flattened my tongue out under his dick, which I did, trying to lick down to his balls. When I did that, it slipped into place in my throat and he froze. I could feel his thick bush tickling the end of my nose, but I wanted my nose pressed as deep against his body as I could, so I reached back and grabbed his hands and pulled on them trying to get more force to shove it deeper. “Well alright, then, here it comes,” he muttered and pushed down on my head. His cock slid deeper and embedded itself in my throat. My body was screaming for air and all I wanted was to get deeper on that monster. I pushed as hard as I could and pressed my nose as deep into his bush and against his body as I could. He held the pressure for another 5 seconds, and just as I was starting to get panicked needing air so badly, he pulled back slightly and held my head as he carefully pulled out of my mouth. “GODDAMN you hungry little cocksucker!” he said loud and forcefully. “You just gave me somethin’ no one’s ever been able to. You just throated me. I’d have been happy had we just got it in there, but you go and make me shove it in as far as it would go!” I was panting and looking at the slobber literally dripping off his cock. I started laughing from the headiness of knowing I just got that beautiful big black cock all the way down my throat to where I couldn’t have gone another millimeter deeper. I looked up at him and said, “I’ve always used the term dick and cock interchangeably. Not any more. That’s not a dick. THAT is a cock!” He Laughed loud and hard, leaned over and kissed me and said, “Well, I guess that’s why people call it a ‘big black cock! You ready to try it in the other end now?” I smiled what I hoped was an evil grin, and said, “In a bit. But purely in the name of scientific integrity, you know the proof of an experiment’s succes is is being able to repeat it and get the same result. We need verification of our results.” He laughed loudly again and said, “Well okay, I guess in the name of science…” I looked into his eyes and opened my mouth. He chuckled and slid in until he felt the resistance. I wiggled my head back and forth again and flattened my tongue and it slid right into place. Again, I grabbed his hands and pulled on them hard. He shoved hard as he also thrust his hips forward. I didn’t think it could go deeper than before, but suddenly my nose was bent over pressed up against his body. I held onto his hands tight, pulling them down and suddenly heard him counting, “4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15” and he pulled out, a little less gently this time. I was panting hard and could barely croak, “Goddamn!”
I realized he was panting almost as hard as I was. “Shit! Mutherfucking cocksucking champion!” he said looking down at me with wonder and undisguised lust in his eyes. I was holding onto his legs steadying myself. I leaned in and laid my head against his bush, his dick sticking out under my nose. I smelled the combination of musk and saliva in his bush, and thought about it being a combination of the two of us. My breath was starting to calm down now and I said, “I think we better verify our results once more just to be sure.” and winked at him. He said quietly, “How about we push the limits this time. See if we still get the same results.” I smiled and asked, “What you got in mind, you magnificent stud?” “How about I fuck your throat this time?” He laughed and said, “Your eyes just gave me the answer. Open up, Mr. champion cocksucker.”
I laid my lips on his head and as I slid forward, I let his dick part them like they were the folds of a pussy. I pulled my teeth out of the way as he penetrated my mouth, keeping my lips sealed around him, he said, “Fuck! Just like goin’ in a pussy!” I got his head to the back of my throat, started my wiggle back and forth, flattened my tongue, and right down it went. He pulled me down viciously, holding me in place bending my nose over to the side again, but now he was rocking his hips back and forth. Then he let up on the pressure from his hands, moved them to the sides of my head a little and began fucking my head up and down his dick, hard and fast, driving all the way down every time he went in. He kept fucking my mouth up and down, popping in and out of my throat. He suddenly held his hands still, my head captured between them and began fucking my throat with thrusts from his hips. He was long-dicking my mouth and throat hard and fast. Suddenly he started fucking my head up and down meeting his thrusts, fucking harder and harder. I was beginning to think I’d reached my limit when he suddenly slammed my head down and held it in place and started counting again, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20!” I felt his dick flexing and thought he was cumming directly into my stomach while he held me there. When he reached 20, he pulled out of me and pulled my head back. “GodDAMN! You almost made me cum!” I panted, “I thought you were! I felt your dick throbbing and flexing!” “No, I was flexing it so you’d know what it felt like if I was shooting down into your stomach. Oh no. That’s goin’ up in your guts.”
He reached down under my armpits and hauled me up to my feet. I nearly collapsed, but he held me tight against himself stroking the back of my head and down my back. He held me like that for about 15 seconds, which felt like a lifetime wrapped in his strong arms. Then he pulled back leaned down and kissed me, snaking his tongue right into my mouth. I don’t know how long the kiss lasted, but when he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard, and he said, “Damn. You suck like no one I’ve ever been with, you kiss like no one I’ve ever been with. If you fuck this good I’m gonna lose my mutherfuckin mind! You’re cleaned out, right?” I leered at him and said, “Oh hell yeah!”
It should be noted that all of this took place in front of the urinal where we first started, and had anyone come in, we’d have been busted big-time. He said, “I’ve never done anything like this right out in the open. That’s a total hot mindfuck. Man, if someone had come in we’d either be in deep shit by now, or they’d have run out of here terrified, scarred for life!” I laughed loudly, and said, “I was just thinking the same thing. Maybe we should go into the back stall for the next part.” I helped him pull his pants up and he took my hand and lead me to the handicapped stall at the end. The nice thing about this rest area was that the stalls had tiled walls all the way floor to ceiling, and the bottom of the door was about an inch from the floor. You may know this is very unusual for a highway rest area. I guess they thought preventing the foot taps and under stall sucking and fucking was a victory. Made it perfect for us, though.
He closed and locked the door on the stall which was quite spacious, giving room for a wheelchair. He grabbed his shirt and yanked it off over his head, pulled his feet out of his slides, and shoved his pants down and stepped out of them. “Get nekkid, baby, I wanna see that whole body.” He bent over and retrieved a bottle of lube and a brown bottle from the pocket of his shorts. I hurriedly toed my shoes off, yanked my polo over my head and shoved my pants down like they were on fire. I was frustrated that my foot got hung in my pantleg, and I said “DAMMIT!” as I fought to free it. I finally got them off and practically dove against his chest. He met me in a kiss that was hot, deep, sensual, needy. Finally he broke the kiss, kept his forehead pressed against mine and growled quietly, “Imma fuck that ass so hard and deep you’re gonna feel my head coming up your throat from the bottom!” I cocked an eyebrow up and said, “Talk’s cheap, big boy. Prove it!” He laughed loudly and kissed me again. Still smiling playfully, he looked into my eyes and said, “Bend over, bitch. I gotta get that hole ready before I wreck it.” A shiver ran up my entire body as he bent me over, dropped to his knees, spread my cheeks and dove in between them. I had always wondered what a nice thick beard would feel like back there. It sent electric shocks all through my body as he licked up across my hole and ground his beard into my crack. He went at my ass like he was possessed, licking, shoving his tongue into me, nipping on the insides of my cheeks, scrubbing up and down my crack with his whole face and beard. He latched onto my hole with his lips and sucked hard, then stuck his (quite long) tongue up into me like he was French kissing my hole. While he was tonguing my hole, I felt a finger slide in next to his tongue. I had never felt this before and it made me moan. He continued fingering me while tonguing around and into my hole. He pulled his finger out and pushed his face deep into my hole, growling and shaking his head like a dog shaking a pillow it was trying to destroy. He was eating me aggressively, working my hole deep and hard, pointing his tongue and fucking me with it. Then he pulled away and he slid two fingers into me. He started twisting them, scissoring them, moving them in a circle around the edges of my hole, pulling it open. He pulled them out and then put them back in from a different angle. I heard and felt a blob of spit on my hole when suddenly I felt him push two more in and I realized he was using two fingers from each hand, stretching me, massaging my hole, getting me soaking wet. I was so far gone into another realm that I didn’t realize I was moaning, “Oh god, fuck me, fuck me” over and over again. I felt four thick fingers from one hand push into my hole, twisting, turning, spreading to open me up further. He pulled them out and I heard a little snap. I then felt the four fingers push back in, this time generously lubed. He worked them in and out of my hole, twisting and turning. He pulled out, grabbed some toilet tissue and wiped his hand off, and then I felt the top of the lube bottle at my hole, and felt a cool liquid squirt into me.
His hand left my ass and I heard the squelching of him lubing up the monster. He reached around me and handed me the brown bottle, saying take a couple good deep hits off this and then when you feel me, push out hard. I opened the bottle, inhaled deeply, then again, immediately feeling the lust wash over me as the plum head of his dick touched my hole. I pushed out hard and my hole opened up as he slid forward and began to slide in. I moaned loudly, “Oh GOD! Yes, yes, yes!!” He stopped with the head inside. I could feel that I was really stretched around his beautiful hard monster cock, but there was no pain, just fullness and lust wanting more. I started pushing back on him, sliding steadily further down. He chuckled and said, “Greedy little fucker, aren’t you!” I just moaned and said, Oh god give me more! Give me all of it! I felt a slight twinge of pain now, so I took two more deep hits of poppers, and all went right with the world as I felt him slide the rest of the way in until I felt him pop in my second hole and his abdomen come to rest against my ass. He groaned loudly and said, “SHIT that hole feels good. I’m up in your second hole!” I moaned, “Oh yeah, and I want you to fuck the hell out of me and breed my second hole.”
He slowly pulled back, popping his head out of my second hole, and then slid back in, gently popping back in, then pulled back out, then gently slid back in. He gently fucked in and out of my second hole for a couple minutes, and I felt it welcome him in more each time. Finally, he pulled all the way out of my ass and then lunged back in all the way until his abdomen smacked my cheeks and his balls slapped against mine. I groaned in ecstasy, “Oh god, fucker! You fuckin’ man!” He swatted my ass and pulled all the way out again. This time he slammed back in all the way in one stroke, and kept repeating this over and over eliciting grunts, yips and squeals from me. While I was open all the way up, it was still intense feeling his head pound into my limits every time, and the more he did it the more addictive the pleasure-pain became. He shoved all the way in, held it there, and bent over my back placing kisses on my neck, shoulders, and down my spine. I shivered and felt goosebumps break out all over me. I moaned, “It’s like you knew how much I love the act of penetration. It’s all yours. Take it any way you want.” He growled in a low voice right by my ear, “Shit, baby. Get ready, ‘cause Imma bout to fuck the hell outta you.”
He started fucking, not gently, really fucking. He short stroked me several times and then drove in deep, doing this over and over, not holding it in deep, just in and out. After a little bit of this he started long stroking me hard. He pounded me this way for several minutes before he yanked out of me and slammed back in. He did this five times and then slammed all the way in, held his dick shoved into me as far as he could and then grabbed my hips and started rocking my body. He wasn’t moving in and out, he was staying all the way in, his head moving around pressed against my limit. He held me all the way down on his cock for a long time doing this and it was like he was making just his amazing thick plum head fuck in its own special hole. Then he went back to long stroking me, getting faster and faster until the room was filled with the slapping sound of our bodies colliding. To anyone hearing it, it would have sounded like he was spanking me, which I guess, in a way, he was. Then he ratcheted up the speed and was aggressively jack rabbit fucking me. We had stopped speaking words long before, just making moans, groans, grunts, and contented sighs. I didn’t think it was possible, but he started pounding even harder, slamming into me with so much force that had he not been holding my hips so hard I’d have bounced off and flown into the wall. He froze, growling, panting, shaking his head violently. He yanked out of my ass and said, “Shit, you just about made me cum!” I wailed, “Why’d you stop?!?” He bent over and kissed my back and said, “’Cause I want you to see my face when I breed your pussy! Get on your back.” I was suddenly grateful that the restroom had apparently been cleaned not too long before because the floor was clean.
I laid down on the floor, spread my legs wide, smiled up at him and crooked a finger in a “come here” gesture. A broad smile spread across his face and he bent over me and said, “Yeah? What you want?” and leaned forward and kissed me. I sighed and whispered, “Fuck me. Breed me. Shoot it as far up in me as you can.” Just as I said it, we heard the door open and booted footsteps walking over to the urinal. We stayed still, and I hoped our heavy breathing wasn’t audible outside the stall. We heard pissing, then steps over to the sink, water running, then the hand dryer, and finally heard the door open and the footsteps fade away.
My man leaned forward and started kissing me, another of those long, deep, tongue-y, passionate kisses. I felt him humping forward as he kissed, his dick poking my balls and my taint. Then it touched my hole and without breaking the kiss, he shoved into me full length. The suddenness of it, coupled with the depth of his kiss, made me throw my arms and legs around him and hold on tight, trying to pull him even tighter to me. He wrapped his arms around my neck, broke the kiss, and pressed the side of his face against the side of mine and began fucking deep and hard. He stayed this way and I heard him start whispering, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck” He suddenly pushed up leaning forward, hands outside my shoulders, still fucking, but his whispers getting louder, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, goddamn, fuck, fuck, GODDAMN, FUCK!!!” he suddenly shoved all the way into me making me see stars as his hips slammed against me and his head rammed into place and froze. His face scrunched up like he was in pain, and he cried out a strangled wail and then bellowed, “OH! OH! OH FUCK I’M CUMMING!” and I felt his cock start throbbing inside me. He stayed frozen in place in me and I lost track of how many pulses I felt as my mind spun into a state of sex fueled bliss and my dick erupted in the most intense orgasm I’d ever had.
I finally began to realize that the sound I was hearing was my own wails and barks, the only sounds I could make through my orgasm. I was panting rapidly like a dog, grabbing and clawing at his back, using my heels on his ass to anchor myself on his still pulsing cock. I gasped a sudden breath and froze, unable to exhale. My eyes, opened wide, found his and finally I was able to exhale. He fell on me and held me tight around my shoulders, putting his face next to mine again, whispering, “Shit! Shit! Goddamn! Shit! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! Goddamn!” He finally dissolved into a heavily-panting hulk, still holding onto me fiercely, still lodged all the way up inside me. Then he slowly started fucking again. Long, slow, gently pulling back, slamming back all the way in, doing this for at least a couple minutes before his cock suddenly slipped out of me with a slurp. I’m not sure I was successful, but I tried to clamp my hole closed, unwilling to lose a single drop of him.
We continued holding onto each other as tight as we could, not willing to separate our bodies. He gasped in a deep breath and sighed heavily next to my ear. He finally pushed up onto his hands slowly, his eyes wide open, looking into mine with wonder. He leaned forward and opened my mouth with his kiss and rolled us over so I was laying on top of him, not breaking the kiss. His hands began caressing the back of my head, then he started kissing me rapidly, smoochy, smacking kisses, and then relaxed, his arms falling to the floor. I scooted back, leaned down and took his cock in my mouth, tenderly cleaning it off, tasting his cum, my ass, our fuck. I licked his balls getting the wet trail of cum and juice. I rolled off to the side and put my hands on either side of his neck just gazing into his eyes. He tenderly wrapped his arms around me and sighed. We lay like that for a long time until our heartbeats had finally calmed down. He finally stirred and stood up, reaching his hand out to help me stand up and pulled me into another tight hug and kissing me slowly and tenderly. He broke the kiss, his forehead leaning forward pressed to mine, looking into my eyes. Into my soul. “I got no words,” he murmured. I felt no need to say anything, just stay focused on his eyes. He murmured, “You blew my mind, baby.” I snickered and said, “I blew more than your mind, you hot fucker!” He threw his head back and roared with laughter, finally panting, “Yes you did, baby. Yes you did!” We began to dress in silence. Not an uncomfortable silence, just a silence because we were both caught in the amazement of what just happened. In between each piece of clothing, we kissed tenderly. Finally, both dressed, he leaned up against the wall and pulled me to him. He looked down into my face and said, “Fuck, I wish I didn’t have to get back on the road. You’re so fucking hot that in an hour, I could do that all over again.” I sighed, “Yeah, me too. I mean you getting back on the road, and me too.”
He kissed me again and then unlocked the door of the stall and we walked out and over to the sinks. We washed and dried our hands. I felt so drained that I slumped against the wall. He came over and kissed me one last time and said, “Be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to you. Pull off and sleep if you get too worn out. Promise?” I smiled feeling warmth spread through me. We had just had an anonymous rest area fuck, we didn’t even know each other’s name, and he was worried about my safety. “I promise. You too, promise?” He kissed me and said, “Promise,” and crossed his heart. He turned, opened the door, looked back at me, and was gone. I stayed leaning against the wall, dazed, my heartbeat racing again thinking about him driving away. I couldn’t muster the energy yet to walk, so I stayed leaning there for a bit longer.
