The Interview

After getting a degree in management, and a stint in the Marines, I decided that I would become a civilian.  I received my discharge and the search for a regular job began.

It’s not that I needed a job immediately for the money, it was that I didn’t like doing nothing.  My grandfather had founded a very successful trucking firm and he had informed me that when he passed it would become my company.

My dad totally agreed, admitting that he was a much better driver than business man.  All my dad requested was that I not fire him when I took over.

For the time being, I wanted to avoid our trucking company and get experience with another trucking company, where I could work my a up without being the owners grandson.

In the Marines I was assigned to the motor pool as inventory control  but I also did some of the maintenance on their vehicles, including their big rigs, since I was raised around them and worked on them with my dad and grandpa.

Growing up, I lived with my grandpa and my dad when he was in town.  We were not your usual family.  From my mid teens, I had joined dad and grandpa in family man sex.  We all three enjoyed sex with another male.

I rode with dad some during the summers, and found that sex between truckers was fairly common. Almost daily dad and I had sex with another trucker or a non-trucker that cruised the truck stops and rest areas. 

During the summers when I rode with dad  and we stopped at a truck stop for lunch or dinner, many times dad would return to our rig to find me in the sleeper sucking off another trucker or getting fucked. The other drivers loved watching dad fuck his own son.

Dad said he understood my desire to make it in my own but reminded me that I was welcome to join the family firm at any time, either in the office, in maintenance, or as a driver.

I went to another state, where Rivers Trucking wasn’t very well known.  I always used my real name, Mark Rivers, when I applied for work.  I was in a medium size town and stopped into a business called Deep South Trucking.

When I inquired about a position, I dispatcher looked me up and down before saying, “Well, friend, all our interviews are conducted by an outside firm, Davis Personnel.  They are on Port Freeway.  Go see them and ask for John Davis.  Say we sent you.”

I thanked him and headed for Port Freeway, and Davis Personnel. I found the business and parked and went in.  The man at the front desk asked if he could help me and I told him that Deep South Trucking had sent me over and I was told to ask for John Davis.

He smiled pleasantly and asked for my name.

“Mark Rivers,” I replied.

He picked up the phone and dialed an extension and said, “John, Mark Rivers is here to see you.  He’s the one Deep South said they were sending over.”

He listened for a moment then said,. “Go down this hall to room three.  He’s waiting for you.”

I headed for the hall and soon found room three and knocked.  Immediately a voice said “Come on in.”

I opened the door and stepped in, finding a man seated behind a desk and a single chair in front of the desk.  He introduced himself and told me to have a seat, which I did.  I noticed that as I stood there before sitting down his eyes went up and down my body and paused for a split second at my crotch.

“Mr. Rivers, it’s nice to meet you.  Let’s get started with you telling me about your past experience.”

I filled him in on my work experience as a teen without saying that it was at the family trucking company and later the work I did in the marines.  We talked for over an hour and he said I would be perfect for the job with Davis Trucking and would recommend me highly. 

Then he changed the subject and said, “They did tell you that there was a fee for the interview, and it is your responsibility to pay it.”

“Then didn’t mention anything about  fee,” I said. 

“Well, that’s how we make our money.  If you can’t pay it , I can’t recommend you for the job.”

“How much is it?” I asked.

“Well, including the background check and reference check, it totals a hundred dollars,” he said.

“I don’t have that kind of cash on me.  Do you take a credit or debit card?”

“Sorry, no.  It’s cash only,” he replied.

“All I’ve got on me is about twenty five or so,” I said.

“Well, we might be able to work something out,” he said.

“You name it,” I replied.

“You have an awesome physique, and I enjoy looking at well built specimens.  If you are willing to strip for me, I can reduce the fee substantially.”

“You want me totally naked?” I asked.

“That’s right,” he said with a smirk on his face.

Being that I loved being nude and especially with other men, I hesitated for a moment to make it look good, then casually agreed.

As I stood and began unbuttoning my shirt, he got up from behind the desk and stepped over to the door casually locking it.  As he returned to the desk and leaned on it, I could see the bulge of his semi-hard cock.

Moments later, I stood in front of him totally naked, with my own cock slowly rising.

“You are fucking beautiful,” he said.  “You should be a model.”

He made a circle around me feeling my ass cheeks and then my ball sack, and said, “You look delicious. May I have a taste?”

‘What ever it takes to clear my outstanding fee with you,” I replied.

He stepped closer in front of me and knelt down.   Then, ever so slowly, he began licking the tip of my cock for a few moments before swallowing almost all of it.  After a few moments, he stood and opened his pants letting the fall to the floor and as his hard cock sprang forward, said, “To totally clear your balance with me, you need to show me how much you appreciate all I‘m doing for you.”

“I did say I would do what was necessary,” I said as I dropped to my knees and began sucking his cock, acting as if it was my first time. His cock was awesome and I was secretly looking forward to eating his load.

Moments later he fed me his huge load and as we dressed, he picked up the phone and made a call. When the call was answered he asked for Clay Sims.

When he answered, he said, “Clay, this is John. Your dispatcher sent over a possible client earlier.  I just got through interviewing him and he will work out perfect .  He already has a CDL license.”

Then after a short pause, he hung up and said, “That was the owner of Deep South.  He’s wanting you to go back by his office this afternoon.  He knows nothing about how I collected your fee, so I suggest you not say anything about it.”

I assured him that I totally understood and left his office and returned to Deep South and met with Clay Davis.

Upon meeting him he immediately said that everyone was on a first name basis and to call him Clay.

We  sat down to talk and Clay said that John had never sent them a prospective employee that didn’t work out.  “It’s well worth the forty dollars he charges us to do the interviews.”

I almost spoke up when he said that, but decided to keep it to myself.  My new boss didn’t need to know I sucked the interviewers cock.  I couldn’t help but wonder how many other drivers had sex with John.

I began work the following Monday in the garage, working on the trucks,  The company furnished all the rigs the drivers used and all were identical.  The boss believed in comfort for his drivers and all were top of the line, with oversized sleepers with the conveniences of a mini apartment.

I was looking forward to driving one over the road and feeling free. I had proven myself as a valuable employee and finally got the word that I was next to go on the road.

I had observed that when a new man was finally given the chance to go out on his own as a driver, Clay always went with him on his first trip.  My day finally arrived.  It was Monday and I was to meet Clay at the terminal at six that morning to head out.  

We tossed our bags into the sleeper , and after Clay watched me do the pre-trip inspection, we climbed in and headed out. I made sure I did everything right and he could tell I was nervous.  Smiling at me he simply said, “Relax and be yourself.  From what I’ve seen around the terminal, I’m damn sure not going to fire you.”

I began to relax and we talked casually as we rolled down the highway.  However, one thing  kept popping up in my head.  With just one bed, what were the sleeping arrangements going to be? I knew that I only slept soundly if I was totally nude.  I had even slept that way in the Marines, but what would tonight bring?

Late that afternoon, I reached my driving limit and pulled into a mid size older truck stop for the night.  After parking the tractor and box trailer, Clay suggested we shower first, then dinner would be his treat.  I agreed and we stuffed a change of clothes in a bag.  He noticed that I hadn’t put any underwear in the bag and smiled and said, “It appears that I’m not the only one that goes commando.”

Smiling, I said, “Nope.  I don’t even own a pair.  The last ones I owned got used as rags to wash my truck.”

“They are just too fucking binding when your sitting all day,” he replied.

Smiling, I said , “Ain’t that the fucking truth.”

We entered the truck stop and signed in for  shower, and were each given a key to a locker. Clay was given key three and I was given key four.

The locker/shower room was one huge room with six showers along one wall spaced about three to four feet apart and no dividers.  The lavatories were on the opposite wall and the lockers were in a row down the center of the room between the showers and lavatories.

The lockers were set up so you could see all the way from the lavatories to the showers.  Lockers one and two faced each other with a long bench between them.  The arrangement was the same for lockers three and four and lockers five and six.

We set our things on our bench and casually stripped, placing our valuables in the lockers. After locking up our belongings,  with soap and washcloth in hand we stepped up to showers three and four. 

I couldn’t help but notice Clay glancing over and checking me out and I wondered if he noticed me doing the same to him. We talked casually as we showered. Afterward, he headed back to the lavatories and stood there totally naked while he shaved. I did the same, since we were the only two men there.

As we shaved, Clay mentioned that since there was just the one double bed in the rig, that he would sleep in one of the seats in the trucks cab.  I saw the opening and said, “Why do that?  We have already been nude together and what’s the big deal about two men sharing the same bed.  I don’t bite.”

“Well, neither do I, at least not hard,” he said then smiled and added, “But I sleep nude.”

“So do I, so what’s the big deal?”  

“Well then, I guess we will be bunk buddies on this trip,” he said with a smile.

“Sounds good to me,” I replied.

We found a table in the restaurant area and we ordered, afterward he said, “Tomorrow, we’ll find a place classier than this, and I’ll spring for steaks.”

“I’ll hold you to that promise,” I told him.

We ate then headed back to the rig.  Once inside, we secured the privacy curtain and while I turned on the TV and found something to watch, Clay casually stripped, propping up on the bed totally nude. I quickly did the same.

Then, about fifteen minutes later, looked at me and said, “May I ask you a personal question?  And I want you to know that regardless of your answer your job will not be affected in any way.”

“Go ahead. I can always refuse to answer.”

“When you had your interview, and was told to suck John, was that your first time?”

“Does it matter if it was my first time or my hundredth time?”

“Nope, not at all.  Your job is totally secure,” he assured me.

“Clay, I’ve been into men since I was almost seventeen.”

“Well, does it matter to you if your boss is into men also and would love to make love to you tonight and every other night on this trip?”

“I’d like that very much,” I replied.

He slowly turned toward me and as he did, I turned my face to him. Instantly, his lips met mine and we kissed passionately, quickly wrapping our arms around each other.

After a hot sensual loving kiss he began kissing his way down my body.  Upon reaching my nipples, he gently and lovingly sucked and caressed them with his hot tongue, sending me to the stars. Having someone gently sucking my nipples drives me totally wild.

“Oh fuck, Clay, you’re going to drive me wild caressing my nipples.”

“That’s not all I’m going to caress,” he replied as he began licking his way down my body.  Seconds later he was gently licking the tip of my hard cock, cleaning the precum off of it.

A moment later I felt him swallow me balls deep, and as he did, I gasp in sheer pleasure.  I couldn’t believe I was having sex with my boss.  He damn sure knew what he was doing.

After a few minute of sucking my cock, he stopped and lifted my legs over my head and began tongue fucking my hole.  I had had my ass eaten many times but never this thorough.

Eventually, he returned to my cock and lovingly sucked me to a roaring climax.  As I filled his mouth with my load I wasn’t sure who was moaning the loudest, me cumming in his mouth, or him, as he  devoured what was being fed to him.

After draining me completely, he lay back next to me and we kissed passionately. After the kiss, I said softly, “Now it’s my turn.”

I did to him what he had done to me and loved his long thick cock in my mouth.  Clay was in his forties, but had the cock of a teenager, rock hard and leaking like a broken faucet. 

And his ass was phenomenal, sweet and very hairy, just the way I like them.  I soon returned to his cock, and drained him, eating one of the biggest and thickest cum loads I had enjoyed in quite a while.

After devouring it all, we kiss and, I smiled and said, “I can’t believe I just had the hottest and best sex in a long time with my boss.”

He gave me a quick kiss and said, “I just hope it is the first of much more to follow.”

“As often as he wants it,” I replied.

“Let’s get some rest, but before we get rolling tomorrow morning I want that baby up my hungry ass,” he told me, as he grabbed my cock.

“Only if I get your’s in mine,” I answered.

“Any time you want it,” he said, then asked, “Have you ever been blown while driving?”

“No, but I bet you’re about to tell me your going to be the first to do it.”

“The man got it right.  Give him a prize,” he replied before kissing me again.  

With him curled up next to me, his head on my shoulder as my arm was around him, he lay his hand on my chest and we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke the next morning to the feeling of his mouth sucking my cock, and once he knew I was awake, he smiled and said, Now, do your job and fuck me.”

“Yes, sir,” I replied as he rolled onto his back and raised his legs.  Seconds later I slid my spit-lubed cock balls deep in his hole as he moaned “Oh, fuck, yes. Take me.”

 I soon filled his ass with my load and moments later he was buried balls deep in me and gave me the best fucking I had received in a long time.  After some passionate kissing, we dressed and went in for a regular breakfast.  

Once back on the road, he glanced over and smiled and said, “Mark, believe it or not, you are the first driver and only the second employee I have had sex with.”

“What, if I may ask, made you decide to have sex with me?”

“When I said that I would let you have the bed and I’d sleep in one of the seats, and you said since we had seen each other nude, I might as well share the bed.”

“Well, to be honest,” I told him, “I was hoping what happened would happen.  I wanted it as much as you did.”

Looking over at me and smiling, he said, “Usually with the drivers, after the first day I catch a bus back home and let the drivers do their thing, but if it’s okay with you, I’d like to do the entire run with you.”

“I’d like that, but only if every night is like last night,” I told him.

“You got a deal. Now, I have a question.  Have you ever been sucked off while driving?”

“Not yet, but I have a hunch I’m going to be later today,” I said, then told him I had a question for him.

“Ask away,” he said.

“Who is the only other employee you have had sex with?”

“Duke, the head mechanic.”

“No Shit!” I exclaimed.  “I’d never have dreamed he was into man sex.”

“Oh he is and there is one thing about him that makes him different and hot as hell,” Clay said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Well for starters, he loves getting fucked, and it doesn’t matter if it is with a guys cock or with his fist.  He loves them both up his ass.  He loves a fist up him to the elbow, but what’s wild is that if he’s got a guys cock up his ass and the guy starts pissing, it makes him shoot a monster load right then.”

“Damn, just from a guy pissing up his ass?” I asked.

“Oh, yes.  Then he makes the guy pull out so he can finish him off with his mouth. This may sound gross but when I fuck him and make him shoot by pissing up his hole,  after he sucks me off, I love licking him clean. I lick up every drop of his cum load off his body.”

“Boss, it’s not gross. It just sounds like you love cum as much as I do,” I told him.

I told him about a few of my encounters while in the Marines as I drove, when he asked me how I got started.

“You sure you want to know?” I asked.

“Hell, yea. Everybody has a different story.  I love hearing them,” he said.

“Well, you asked for it,” I said.

I began my story, telling him I was almost sixteen at the time and lived with my dad and grandpa. I was supposed to go camping with my best bud and his family, when an emergency came up and the trip got cancelled.

“Later that afternoon, after we were supposed to have left, I headed back home.  It was well after we were supposed to have left town, and when I got home, I went in and found my dad and grandpa, both totally naked in dad’s bed, having a hot sixty-nine.”

“Mother fuck!” he exclaimed.  “You walked in on them sucking each other’s cock?”

“Oh yea. They didn’t see me for a few minutes, and I got a huge boner.  My buddy and I had jerked off together ad I wondered what it was like to suck and get sucked but had never experienced it.”

“Did they eventually see you watching?” he asked.

“Yes, dad did. He was very casual about it and said, ‘Well, son, now you know. You can either get out of those clothes and join us or leave and close the door and let us finish.  Make up your mind.’”

“I smiled and started stripping and when he saw my boner, told me he wanted it first.  I got in bed with them and they started alternating on my cock and me on theirs.  Dad got my load and ate it and a moment later he fed me his.  I held it in my mouth and tasted it and decided I liked it and swallowed. Then I moved over and sucked off Grandpa while they kissed. The rest is history.”

“Was it a regular thing?” Clay asked.

“Oh yes. When in school, it was every evening before bed.  Sometimes sucking and sometimes fucking, sometimes both. But when out of school, we had sex two to three time a day.  My dad loved watching me and grandpa suck or fuck each other.”

“Un-fucking believable!” Clay exclaimed.

I asked about him and he said he started young also and would hang out at a local truck stop with a glory hole and suck horny truckers for money to help pay the bills. He said that was when he decided to go onto trucking. He said he had sex daily while driving and when he had the chance he bought the company he drove for. 

Looking over at me he said, “I need a protein boost.  Slide those jeans down some.”

I managed to get them down to my knees and once there he got between the seats and started sucking my hard cock.

After a moment, I said, “We’re coming up on anther rig.”  

“Fuck, let him watch,” he replied, and returned to sucking me.

I slowly approached the other rig and as I drew up next to him he glanced over and casually waved.  Then he noticed wat was happening and sped up so he could watch.  

Smiling, he gave me a thumbs up and picked up his CB mike and said softly, “Next rest stop just ahead. Pull in.”

Clay heard the communication and paused to say “Give him a thumbs up.”  

I did and the driver, who appeared to be in his thirties, smiled and continued to watch for a few moments then sped up.  Once in front of me he turned on his right signal to indicate the rest stop was just ahead. I pulled in behind him and followed him in.

As we parked behind him, Clay said on the CB radio, “Come on back.”

We got into the sleeper and in a coupe of seconds, the driver climbed in on the drivers side as Clay said “Lock the door.”

He did and entered he sleeper where Clay quickly closed the privacy curtain.  We exchanged first names only with the driver saying his name was Bart. Immediately I noticed a gold wedding band on his left hand.  We all dropped our pants and unbuttoned our shirts, giving each other access to our nipples.  

Bart quickly began playing with my nipples with his right hand and Clay’s with his left hand as he alternated between sucking our cocks.  As we were serviced, Clay and I kissed passionately. Soon, we each fed Bart a load, and after draining and swallowing us both, he said, “You two can decide who fucks me and who sucks me.”

I looked at Clay and said, “You take his ass, I’ll take his cock.”

We did some kissing before I swallowed Bart’s cock and Clay buried his cock in Bart’s ass.  Once I had been fed a huge load and Clay had made a deposit in Bart’s ass, he asked how long we had been driving together.

I looked at him and smiled and said, “He’s my boss.  He owns the company.”

“Mother fuck, that’s hot as hell,” he replied.

Looking at him I said, “Now, may I ask you a personal question?”

“Go for it,” he replied.

“Does your wife know you suck cock, eat cum, and get fucked?”

“No, she doesn’t.  When on the road I never have sex with another female unless it is with a trucker and his wife and they both swing.  When I’m home , I am totally faithful to my wife, but I do admit that I see a lot of other men I’d like to have sex with.  I find it a real turn on to fuck a truckers wife with him watching or having his wife watch him suck my cock.”

Smiling, I said, “I get turned on the most having other guys watch me suck cock especially if there are several waiting to get drained.  I love sucking several one after the other.”

We bid him farewell after he kissed us passionately and once we were back on the road, Clay looked at me and said, “So you like doing one after the other?”

“Fuck yea!  My most was seven and it was awesome.”

“Were they all truckers?” he asked

“Not all.  Five were truckers and two were truck stop employees.  It was right after I got my discharge and was on my way home.”

“Well, maybe I need to see about you breaking that record,” he said with a grin.

“I’d love that,” I replied.

Later in the afternoon we stopped for a piss break and had a sixty-nine in the sleeper and that evening, we found another driver for a three way.  He was in his mid twenties and was just getting into man sex so he was willing to experiment in anything we suggested.

When asked what got him started with men, he replied, “Sex is sex  regardless of who it is with and when you are  trucker other men are the most readily available.  Besides, you don’t have to worry about them getting pregnant.”

He did admit that if she ever questioned him he would admit to letting guys service him but would never admit to her that it was mutual.

Once back on the road, Clay told me about hooking up with a driver once who had his wife watch them suck and fuck each other  then they each fucked her.  He said she admitted to enjoying watching her husband have sex with other men and when home he had watched her with other women. She admitted that she enjoyed eating a hot wet pussy.

We made our delivery and once unloaded headed back home. As we headed home I brought up the subject of duke and asked how I should approach him.  He said that he would put a bug in his ear that we had engaged in sex while on the road and that I had said I would like to have sex with Duke.  “Let him take it from there. I know he will suggest something,” Clay said.

Again, Clay sucked my cock while passing another rig but the other driver just drove even with us and we could tell he was jerking off.  And every night after stopping and showering, we had both oral and anal sex.

After returning to the terminal, I checked with dispatch and got another run.  I was now out on my own and free to cruise the other truckers on my own.  

The first night, I pulled into a truck stop and tried out an old cruising trick to see if it really worked. After parking, showering and having dinner, I returned to my rig.  Since I was parked in a somewhat darker area, I stripped naked and returned to the drivers seat. 

After making sure my CB was on channel nineteen, with all truckers used to chat and give information on police speed traps, I pressed and released the talk button several times one after the other. It’s called ‘keying up’.  It was a signal truckers wanting male sex used to search for another wanting the same.

The thing was to key up several times quickly then wait.  You would wait a few minutes then repeat the procedure.   You would do it every few minutes.  If someone was interested, they would do the same after hearing you key up.

After hearing another driver reply, you would wait a few minutes then key up again and say two numbers, such as ‘two three’ to let the other driver know what channel you were going to.  You might do this just once or several times before speaking and making arrangements to meet.

I keyed up several times in rapid succession and waited.  I did this several times and later heard ‘three five’. I switched over and heard ‘two six’.  I switched to channel twenty-six, and heard “Want to visit?”

“That’s a ten,” I replied. “In back,” I added giving my location. “Ten” he replied.

I waited and a few minutes passed when I saw male figure walking along in front of the other rigs in the row I was parked in. I quickly turned on then off my clearance lights and waited.

Seconds later the driver walked up to the passenger side of the cab, opened the side door and climbed in.

Looking me over in the dim glow from the parking lot lights, I saw him smile before saying, “Very nice.”

I nodded toward the back and he immediately stepped into the sleeper with me immediately following. By the time I had the privacy curtains secure and turned to face him he already had his boots, socks and shirt off.  There were multiple tattoos on his chest, back and arms.  Then when he dropped his pants out stuck a beautiful thick 8’’ cut cock with a big head.

“You’re even better than you sounded on the radio,” I told him.

“So are you. I never dreamed you would already be totally bare.”

“Unless I’m getting out of the rig, I stay that way,” I told him.

“You ever drive nude?” he asked.

“Never have,” I replied and asked, “Do you?”

“At times.  No one can see you except other drivers and only if you pass them.”

“I’ll have to try it,” I said as I stepped up and kissed him.

We kissed passionately for several moments and when we parted I asked, “What’s your favorite pleasure?”

“Any oral or anal for sure, but all water sports is definitely near the top,” he replied.

“Concerning the water sports, you like it on you or in you?” I asked.

“Both,” he replied, adding, “I drink from the tap and I love golden showers as well as having a guy piss up my ass as he fucks me.”

“Damn, man, you are as nasty as I am,” I told him.

“You like all that, too?” he asked.

“You better fucking believe it. Why do you think I parked this far down the row?  Where I’m parked, we can get out and get down the side toward the back and piss all over each other and no one will see us.”

“I hope your planning on doing it,” he said as he knelt down and swallowed my cock.

“Why not right now?” asked.

“I’m ready if you are,” he said.  “It will be my first time so public.”

We slipped out of the truck and half way down the trailer we stopped and each, in turn, dropped to their knees and was hosed down by the other, even drinking what we caught in our mouth.  

However, before I finished, he insisted I had to shove my cock up his ass and finish relieving myself buried in his ass.  I did as requested and after spraying it back out onto the ground, we returned to the sleeper.

Once inside, we kissed passionately, both laughing and saying we couldn’t believe what we had just done.  The next three hours was spent having unrestrained wild sex, doing what ever felt good.

As he began to dress he laughed and said, “I don’t even know your first name.”

“I’m Mark,” I replied.

“And I’m Buzz. It had been a pleasure to get to know you.”

“I feel the same way,” I replied and he smiled and asked if I was through the area much.

“I really never know from one week to the next where I’m going to be,” I replied. “What about you?”

“I stop here every Monday night on my way out and every Thursday night on my way back home, and I’d love to see you again.”

“I’d like that also,” I replied.  “How can I contact you if I’m going to be back this way?”

We exchanged cell phone numbers and agreed to keep in touch.  When I returned to the terminal I told Carl, that I wanted every run he had going that way. Smiling , he said, “You met someone, didn’t you?”

I just smiled and walked out to the shop to let Duke know to check out my rig since I thought it was running rougher than it should.

He agreed then turned to me and asked, “You busy tomorrow afternoon?”

“Nope, why?” I replied.

“Why don’t you stop by my place for a beer or two after lunch and we can watch the ball game and get to know each other better. Then maybe put our cooking skills together and fix something for dinner.”

“I’d like that, Duke.  Thank you, but I need an address.”

He quickly jotted down his address and phone number, and I shoved it in my pocket. “See you tomorrow after lunch,” I told him.

I found his place, and it was a double wide mobile home on, according to him, ‘a hundred heavily wooded acres’ where he could live as he wished in privacy.

I pulled up to the gate and pressed the buzzer and soon heard, “Mark, that you?”

“Yea, you old coot, it’s me.”

“When you park, come around back.  I’m on the patio.”

There was a buzz, then the gate began to roll to the side to allow me in.  I watched in my rear view mirror as the gate closed behind me.  I had to admit  that it was totally private, as I wound up the drive to his home through thick woods and brush.

I parked and walked around the side of the double wide and found him totally naked on his patio.

Smiling, he said, “I heard you enjoy being free also, so join me if you desire.”

I smiled and said, “I just think I might.”

He watched as I stripped totally naked, and once I had he stepped up to me and gave me a ht wet kiss, then said, “I have wanted to do that but wasn’t sure you would go for it until Clay had a talk with me, and said we had a lot in common.”

“I just hope it’s not the only one I get today,.” I told him.

“Son, I guarantee it won’t be,” he said with a sly smile.

I judged Duke to be in his mid to late thirties, but he had the physique and looks of a twenty-five year old.  He was extremely muscular, fairly hairy, and had numerous tattoos on his upper body and some lower.  At the base of his cock was a tattoo that read ‘EAT ME’.  

He noticed me looking at it and smiled and said, “Son, that’s an open invitation.”

I had learned that he called everyone younger than him ‘son’.  Looking me over he said very casually, “I see why Clay had such a great trip with you. From what he told me I’m in for a treat if you want to play.”

“Duke, I definitely want to play. I have since I first met you.”

“Can you spend the night?” he asked.

With a big smile on my face I replied with, “I was hoping you would ask me that and the answer is ‘definitely, yes.’” 

“Good, because I done really care for ‘wham, bam, thank you mam sex.”

“Neither do I,” I told him.

He stepped closer and leaned in for a kiss and as we kissed, he offered his tongue which I eagerly accepted.  What shocked me was the fact that it felt like it was going all the way down into my stomach.  Never had I experienced a tongue that far into my mouth, but I had to admit that I loved it.  I couldn’t wait to see where it went if he ate my ass.

After the kiss, he showed me where the beer was and said he needed to let some out.  As I grabbed a beer, I asked him to wait a moment and once I had my beer in hand, I dropped to my knees an said, “Now, I’m ready.”

I opened my mouth wide letting him know I wanted his piss and he smiled and said, “Just what I like.  A man that lets you know what he wants.”

He stepped closer and as the flow began he aimed it at my face.  In a flash I had his cock in my  mouth and began swallowing the tart yellow piss he was feeding me. 

“Keep some in your mouth and feed it to me,” he told me.

I filled my mouth with his piss then stood and kissed him and we shared the nectar, with him swallowing all that he could.

“We’re definitely going to have some fun tonight,” he said.

Looking at him I said, “The only thing I don’t do is scat,” I told him.

“Neither do I as far as eating, but I have no problem rimming a ripe hole.”

“Neither do I, daddy,” I replied.  

He smiled and said, “I like you calling me that.”

“I thought you might,” I replied.

He turned and bent over to pick something up and while he was bent over, I buried my tongue in his ass and began tongue fucking him. All I heard was one long , loud moan of pleasure.

We kissed, sucked, rimmed and made out most of the afternoon and it was awesome.  I knew I needed to piss bit I wanted to do it in his ass while I fucked him.  I wanted to see him, climax spontaneously.

I guided him to the picnic table and had him lay back on it.  After I raised his legs, I began eating his hole getting him ready. He moaned continuously saying how great I felt.  When I had him good and wet as well as turned on, I buried my cock in him balls deep and he cried out, “Oh, fuck, yes. Fuck me hard and deep.”

As I neared my climax, I stopped and as he looked at me questioningly, the piss flow began.

He looked into my face and said, “Oh, fuck, I’m going to blow my load.”

Seconds later his cock exploded sending an unbelievable huge amount of thick white cream out onto his stomach.  As he did. My own cock exploded in his ass filling him, with my cum.  As I pulled out he began sucking my cock clean as I sucked my own load out of his ass.  

Then, with my own load in my mouth, I licked his stomach clean then kissed him sharing both huge loads. We each swallowed about half before he looked at me and said, “We’ve already done more than I expected.”

“Well, we have all night and all day tomorrow to repeat it several times.”

“Is that a promise?” he asked.

“It damn sure is,” I replied.  For the rest of the afternoon, we drank beer and gave each other golden showers, ate each others ass and fucked each other.   And when we kissed there was loads of spit swapping.

Then right at sundown, I had Duke on his back on the picnic table and was fucking his ass while we kissed. The urge to piss came over me again and I let the flow began.  For the second time that day, Duke creamed his belly, and as before I sucked my cum load out of his hole then licked him clean then we shared the cum mass.

We had dinner and later, with him on the picnic table I fist fucked his hole going all the way to my elbow in his ass.  And when it caused him to piss, I had the pleasure of drinking it.

The highlight of the afternoon was when I finally consented  to let him shove his thick monster cock up my ass. I had been fucked with big cocks before, but never one as thick as Duke’s, and it proved to be awesome.

We had sex most of the evening and night and slept late on Sunday. But before I left we made up for the quiet time.

Then, before I left, he asked where I was staying. I told him that during the week, I stayed in the rig like other truckers, but when home on weekends, I got a motel room. 

“Why don’t you stay here with me?” he suggested.  “I really would enjoy having you here.”

I ended up staying with him on weekends and having sex.  Clay admitted to me that he had never seen Duke happier.

For two years, I worked for Clay, and he never knew who my father was.  Then, when he said he was considering selling Deep South Trucking, I contacted dad and grandpa, about the possibility of acquiring it.  They wanted to meet with Clay.

I approached Clay and asked him what made him decide to sell the company.  He smiled and said, “I’m fairly well set and my old Army lover contacted me and wants us to get back together.  He andI had sex every chance we got  and declared our love for each other.  We got separated and lost contact with each other.  I still love him very much.”

It was then that I confessed to Clay that I was raised in the trucking industry and that Rivers Trucking was my families company.

“I knew that name was familiar for some reason but couldn’t figure out why. I knew you knew more than you were letting on.”

I told him that dad an d grandpa were coming in and wanted to meet with him.

Looking at me he said,“If the deal goes through, Buck must stay.”

“That’s a given fact,” I said. Then, after a moment, I said, “You remember that I said I had been having sex with guys since I was sixteen?”

“Yes, I do. Why?” he replied.

“From that time on, I had sex with several of the drivers that worked for us and sometimes rode with them on trips during the summer.  Dad only let me ride with drivers he trusted to keep watch on me.

“Knowing that, I have a question.  Would you want them knowing about Buck?”

“They already do.  I told them about having sex with you on the road and spending the weekend with Buck.  Since Buck will be a major employee I think he should get to now the management personally.”

Without saying a word, he picked up the phone and called the shop, asking Buck to come to his office immediately. Roughly five minutes later Buck knocked on the office door.

Once he was inside the office and the door closed securely, Clay looked at him and said, “Buck, I have something to tell you.”

Immediately, Buck responded with, “Damn, boss, this sounds serious.  Am I getting fired.”

“Fuck no!” Clay stated immediately.  Smiling, Clay said, “Mark, take your cock out.”

I did and Clay looked at Buck and said, “Put it in your mouth.”

“What the fuck?” Buck said.

“Just shut the fuck up and do it,” Clay told him.

Buck took my now hard cock in his mouth and looked over at Clay.

Looking at him, Clay smiled and said, “Buck, you have your new boss’s cock in your mouth.”

Backing off, Buck looked back and forth between us and asked, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

Clay told him that he had decided to sell the company and that I was going to buy it.  Then, smiling, he said, “You’ve already got your new boss boned up.  I want to watch you  get him off.”

Buck looked up at me and smiled and took my hard cock back in his mouth and began sucking me.  As he did, I sat in a chair and once Clay was next to me, he extracted his boner and I sucked him off, with Buck glancing up to watch.

After we had both climaxed, Clay told Buck that I was the son and grandson of the owners of Rivers Trucking and that they would be there the following weekend to look things over.

Looking over at Buck, Clay said, “they are arriving around noon on Friday. After looking things over and Mark and I want you to be included in the discussions, I thought we might go to dinner and then spend the night at your place.”

Buck looked back and forth at us and I knew what he was thinking. Immediately, I said, “Hey, they know you and Carl play, so once there, I’d be willing to bet that they will be out of their clothes before you are.”

Buck smiled and said, “I can’t wait to see you used by your dad and grandpa at the same time.”

“That’s something I want to watch,” Carl added.

Friday arrived and dad and grandpa toured the facilities and inspected the trucks. Then we sat down to discuss the sale. Gramps insisted that I be listed as the owner and president, with he and dad as vice presidents over scheduling and finances.  Then I spoke up and said, “Buck is to be Vice President of fleet maintenance.”

Dad smiled and said that I was the boss and what I said was to be.  By then, it was late afternoon so we headed out to dinner on Carl.  After dinner I rode with dad and grandpa and we followed Carl who was behind Buck.

Once there, Buck casually said, “Gentlemen, make yourselves at home.  Beer is in that fridge on the corner of the patio.”

By the time he finished, Dad and grandpa were both down to just their pants left on.

Buck laughed and said to Clay, “You smart ass cock sucker. You said they would be naked before the rest of us.”

Dad spoke up and said, “That’s right.  Now we get the pleasure of watching you three strip down.”

Dad and Grandpa watched and Buck, Carl and I removed what little clothing we had on.  Once we were all totally nude, Buck spoke up and said, “This is going to be one awesome fucking night.“ 

I had already told dad and Grandpa about Buck climaxing spontaneously when you piss up his ass while fucking him. They admitted wanting to see it happen.

Clay spoke up and said, “I’m sure I speak for Buck also, but I want to see three generations have sex.  Get it on, you three.”

Dad, Grandpa and I started out kissing and fondling each other then did whatever came to mind. We sucked whatever cock was available and fucked each others ass.  What seemed to turn them on the most was me getting fucked by Grandpa, while dad and I had a sixty-nine.

Once all three of us had climaxed,  Clay spoke up and said, “Totally fucking awesome!” as Grandpa stepped up to him and started sucking his cock.  Moments later, Clay was laying on his back and Grandpa was sitting on his cock, taking him balls deep, while dad sucked Buck’s hard cock.

Once Clay and Buck had shot their loads, we paused and had a beer and admitted that it was definitely going to be a fun time together. 

After Grandpa had finished his beer,  he said he wanted to fuck Buck.

Buck quickly agreed and lay on his back on the picnic table as Grandpa eased up and slid his cock in Buck’s ass after Buck had raised his legs.

After several minutes, Grandpa told dad to get ready for Buck’s cum load because he was about to piss up his ass.  Grandpa started pissing and an instant later Buck’s cock twitched then exploded, sending copious amounts of thick cum out onto his stomach and also into dad’s mouth.

If it could be done, we did it that evening including all of us taking turns as being a urinal.

After having hours of sex, we got some sleep and I awoke the next morning to find Clay sucking my cock as dad fucked his ass, with Grandpa and Buck enjoying a hot sixty-nine.

It was later in the morning when Sam, Clay’s army lover, joined the fun.  After I had sucked his awesome cock, Clay spoke up and said, “After the sale is final, I know the company will be in good hands and hope we can visit all you guys again,’

“Anytime,” I replied.

The sale was finalized and I moved in with Buck.  Dad and grandpa returned home where dad took on more management duties and did less driving.  Each company retained their original name with Rivers Trucking becoming a subsidiary of Deep South Trucking, of which I was President and majority stock owner.

I still continued driving from time to time having sex with other ‘gear jammers’ on the road.  I did do some nude driving and loved seeing other drivers reaction when I passed them.

Clay and Sam visit every couple of months and buck and I love sex with them, and it is awesome.

At times, while sitting in my office or driving on the road, I’ll think back and I realize that if it hadn’t been for that initial interview,  and what followed, I might have missed the best part of my life so far.  Although I do my own interviewing for drivers, but silently thank the guys for what he did for me.