The Truck Stop

After finishing a stint in the Marines, all I wanted to do was find an easy, non-thinking job and decompress.  I was a mere twenty-three years old and had a long life ahead of me.

I did some odd jobs around town and had driven out to the edge of town to the truck stop that had some of the best meals around and at a very reasonable price. 

After enjoying my meal and paying the cashier, I headed for the restroom to take a whiz.  On my way, I passed a bulletin board and a notice caught my eye.

It had been posted by the truck stop manager and the position was for a night time porter.  From my time in the Marines, I had trouble sleeping nights so I thought this might be something I could do and being at night, I didn’t expect to be extremely busy.

After using the restroom, I went to the cashier and asked for the manager.  She had me step aside while she paged him and when he arrived, I realized that I knew him, although not well.  He was the dad of one of my former high school classmates, Paul Jacobs.

I told him who I was and he said he remembered my name and saw where I had enlisted in the Marines, and asked what he could do for me.

“Well, Mr. Jacobs, I saw on the bulletin board where you were in need of a night time porter.  I’d like to apply for the position.”

“Well, Mark, for starters, everyone just calls me John.   And secondly, with your experience from the marines, just why are you wanting the job of a porter?”

“John, in the Marines, I was in security, and our busiest time was nights.  My days were my nights and my nights were my days.  Since I got out, I haven’t been able to get them back in order. On my current job I find myself dozing off mid day.”

“Mark, that position will be  from four in the afternoon until six the next morning. It will mainly be making sure the truckers lounge is kept clean and neat, the showers clean and stocked, and the restroom clean and stocked.  Also, since we have a twenty-four hour café, if the drivers call in and request a meal delivered to their rig, you will be the delivery guy.”

“It doesn’t sound to stressful or intricate to me and I think it would be just right for me especially until decide what to do with the rest of my life.”

“Mark, you do realize that having been in security, you could go to work for a security company immediately or get into the police academy and make a lot more money.”

“Yes sir, I do, but for a while I want something with no real pressure and let my body and mind unwind. May I have the job?”

“It’s yours if you want it,” he replied.

“When do I start?” I asked.

“Well, while you’re here and things are a little slow, Let me show you your duties and you can start tomorrow night.”

I thanked him and shook his hand and we went on tour.  I was given a set of keys to the supply closets and towel dispensers and shown around.  As we headed to the back, there was a large sign that read: ‘Drivers and Authorized persons only beyond this point.’

Looking at John I said, “I assume I’m that ‘authorized person’?”

“In the evening, yes.  Before leaving you need to make sure that the check in desk if fully stocked.

Wanting to be thorough, I asked about the laundry.  I was informed that before leaving I would deliver all dirty towels and such to the laundry. Then when I came on duty, I would move to clean linens to the lounge and put them in the designated area for the drivers to pick up on their way to the shower. 

I thanked him and asked if I could stay and check things out, and I was told to  ‘make myself at home’.

The lounge had a few drivers watching TV or playing video games but the showers and restroom were empty. In checking the restroom area, I found that there were four urinals, and surprisingly no partitions between them.  And there was what was known as a ‘glory hole between the last urinal and the first stall.  

Upon further investigation, I found that there were also glory holes in all the stall partitions. I knew exactly what they were for and had used them myself when they were needed.  I had only been serviced through them but admittedly, I was curious about being on the giving end.  Also, I had noticed that none of the stalls had doors on them.

I debated on mentioning them to John and as I was leaving, he came up to me and said, “I assume you saw the holes in he restroom?”

“I did, and was debating on whether to mention them or not,” I replied.

“No driver has ever complained about them , and what they do in their private area is their business.  I do know that they get used because I’ve had to go up and unstop a toilet on occasions, and seen it person.  Just ignore it.”

I acknowledged his remarks and said I would see him at four the next afternoon.  He stopped and asked me if I was curious about my pay.  I said I knew he would be fair.  He did tell me my starting pay and that my meals would be free.

I arrived the next afternoon at twenty to four and he laughed and said “No padding the overtime!”

I laughed and said I would clock in on time.  He had me follow him to his office and I was given several company shirts to wear along with a name badge, and necessary keys.  I found my locker in the supply room up in the truckers lounge and as suggested, I locked all my valuables in my own personal locker.

Knowing that drivers would soon be arriving for the night, I decided that my first activity every day would be to stock the towel and washcloth cabinets.  Then I stocked al the toilet paper holders. After that, I put the extra towels and cloths in their storage places before starting to mop the floors.

I had noticed several drivers that I had seen in the lounge, come in and leave.  After I began mopping, I came to the opening to the restroom area.  

As I entered, I noticed that only the first stall was occupied.  Doing my job, I mopped around the area and moments later I was in front of the second stall, which was occupied.  He appeared to be in his mid thirties, and nice looking with a short scruffy beard.

He had his pants down completely around his ankles and was leaning back stroking his rock hard cock.  Upon seeing me glance in his direction he stopped and apologized. 

“Hey, man,” I began, “we all have our needs, so don’t let me stop you.  I do it myself when necessary.”

He smiled and thanked me, then after raising his feet up off the floor, said, “Go ahead and mop around me.  I don’t want to interrupt a working man.”

I thanked him and quickly mopped under his feet and around the toilet. As I started to go to the next stall, he said, “You’re new here, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.  Today’s my first day,” I replied.

“Well, I’m through here every week.  Once on my way out and the  next week on my way back in.  I’m  Rick.”  

I stopped and shook his hand and said I was Mark, noticing a wedding band on his left hand. The entire time he continued to slowly stroke his cock which was awesome. It was uncut and about seven inches in length, with a very thick hairy bush at the base.

I could feel my own cock starting to stir, so I quickly moved on to the next stall and the remainder of the restroom  By the time I had finished and started out, I passed his stall just as he was firing off his load into the toilet.  Without thinking, I paused and when he looked up I smiled and asked, “Feel better?”

“Oh yea, but not as good as if someone had been sucking it,” he replied, and his comment was totally unexpected.

I continued with my duties and around seven, things had gotten a little more busy so I decided to check the toilet paper holders and make sure that the were stocked.

I entered the restroom and as I glanced at the holders in each stall, when I was at the third stall I saw Rick in it but this time he wasn’t jerking.  He had his open mouth at the hole sucking the cock of the older driver in the last stall, who had his head tilted back and his eyes closed.

I knew Rick had noticed me because when I turned to leave, still sucking the guys cock, he casually waved at me.

John had warned me of what I might see, but I had to see it to believe it.  While I was there, several truckers came in, pissed, and left, ignoring what else was going on.

Then, around eleven I checked the shower room and found one driver fucking another over under the corner showers while another driver several feet away, showered casually and watched, his own cock rock hard.

By now, I was horny as hell.  I continued with my assigned duties and saw Rick in the TV room.  As I passed, he called out and came to me, and out of ear shot of the others, he said,  “I know you saw me servicing that older driver, but I want you to know that I would also enjoy servicing you if your into it.  It’s usually slow here around three in the morning.  I’ll be back then and if your interested, let me know.”

“Thanks,” I replied, adding, “I’ll think it over.”

I saw a couple more guys having sex later in the evening  with one driver inviting the other to his rig for action.

Then, just before three, I got a page to report to the café. The night cook, Sam, handed me an order and said, “This goes to the red KW on row two, with the name Baker Brothers Trucking on the door.  It’s all paid for.”

I took the box out to the lot and found the rig.  After knocking on the drivers door, the door opened slightly and I heard Rick’s voice say “Come on in.”

I stepped in to find him totally naked on his bunk, his cock rock hard.  Smiling, he said, “When you saw me in action in the restroom, it appeared that you were getting a boner.  Would you like me to take care of it for you?”

“Thanks, but no thanks.  I just started this job, and I don’t want to loose it on my first day,” I replied.

“Well, I’m here every week. If you change your mind, just let me know,” he said as he handed me a five dollar tip. 

I thanked him and returned to the truck stop and my duties, wishing I had let him suck me and wondering even more what it is like to suck a cock.

Seeing guys in action became a daily thing, and, when John realized it didn’t offend me, he called me to his office.

“Mark, I’ve had some comments about you, from some of the drivers,” he began.  

Immediately, I was afraid I was about to get fired.

Undoubtedly, he saw the concerned expression on my face and said, “Hey, buddy, settle down.  They were all complements.  They complimented the way you continued with your work and ignored what they were doing. They said it put them completely at ease.”

I took a deep breath and said, “What they do is there business, and I feel like you don’t condemn what they do or you wouldn’t let it go on.  Besides, I’m no angel.  I messed around in the Marines myself.”

I didn’t say what I did do, but he looked at me and smiled then said, “Very few of us are perfect.  Keep up the good work.”

I had started on a Monday, and found there was more action mid week.  I attributed it to the drivers having sex at home on Sunday and again when they got home on Friday, but by Tuesday and Wednesday, they were in need of some action, regardless of what it was.  Then, again, some wanted sex every day.

Then my first weekend arrived.  John called me to his office on Saturday morning as I was getting off and made me a proposition,.  Once I heard it, I found it hard to refuse.

“Mark, I need a favor and a big one.  You have seen what goes on up in the truckers lounge. Very few males would work with that activity going on, and definitely no women.  But because I don’t interrupt, I get more business than any other place around.”

“What’s the favor, John,” I asked.

“The old man that works days only does what he absolutely has to, nothing extra.  There are times I check things out and have to stock towels or toilet paper myself.  He keeps saying he’s going to retire. If I give him a severance package, would you be willing to be my main man twenty-four seven?  There is even a nice room up there for you that is all set up with a bed, sofa, television, fridge and microwave, and your meals will still be free, and on Saturday and Sunday, you will get time and a half.”

I looked at him and smiled before saying, “You got a deal.”

Smiling back, he asked, “Starting now?”  

“Let me go get a few things and I’ll be back in about an hour,” I said, then paused and looked at him and asked, “John, does Paul know what goes on up in the lounge?”

“Hell, no!” he said sharply.  When he got out of the Army and came home, all he did was sleep all day and party all night.  Then about a year ago, he and a bud were high on meth and robbed a store and shot the clerk.  Right now he is serving a minimum of fifteen years in state prison, and if he keeps acting up, he will get more time added on.”

I had no idea,” I said.  “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Well, his mom passed away while he was in the Army, and it did a number on him.  He was never the same after she passed, and got worse after he got home.”

I told him I was sorry and that I would be back in an hour or so with some of my things.  I left and wondered what Paul would do if he did know what transpired at the truck stop.

As I got back, I passed Toby, the older man that was ‘retiring’, was leaving and waved to me and smiled.

John took me to the room and it was large and roomy with three windows looking out over the truck parking area.  As I looked around  he laughed and said, “Sorry, but you will have to share the toilet and showers with the truckers.”

“No problem,” I replied. “I’m used to showering with a bunch of naked guys.”

I took a few minutes to put my things away and set up my computer.  The truck stop had free internet service so that was another benefit.

It was now the weekend and some drivers had arrived late on Friday, too late to make their deliveries and had to lay over until Monday morning.  There was one in particular that stood out to me.

All Friday evening and most of the day Saturday, whenever we made eye contact, he would smile then lick his lips. He appeared to be in his early thirties and was very muscular and nice looking with a full dark brown beard and moustache.

There were a couple of times that I noticed him following me and watching me enter my room.  Then late Saturday evening shortly after ten I went to my room for a moment and almost immediately heard a knock on my door.

I turned and opened the door and he smiled and said, “I’m sorry for being so forward, but I think you are hot as hell and I’d love to suck your cock.”

“I will admit that you are definitely very forward,” I replied.  “Come on in.”

Once he was in and the door closed, I asked, “Do you really want to suck me off?”

“You better fucking believe it,” he replied.

“Well, I have to admit it’s been a few days since I got off, and I’m horny. If you want it, get on your knees and go for it.”

He immediately dropped to his knees and rapidly had my jeans down around my ankles. I was commando so my rapidly rising cock was instantly visible and available.

A huge grin came across his face and his mouth opened and my cock disappeared, his nose buried in my bush.  He was definitely experienced and it wasn’t long before my cock exploded, filling his mouth with my huge built up load.  

After milking me dry, he swallowed then, as he pulled off my cock, looked up and said, “That was the best load I’ve had in weeks.  I’ll be here all weekend if you decide you want it again.” he stood up and kissed me on the cheek and said, “I’ll suck you anytime!”  

A moment later he was out the door, and I was even more curious as to what it is like to suck another guy off. 

I saw numerous guys having sex over the weekend, sucking cocks at the toilets and urinals and fucking ass in the showers.  Then, Monday morning just before four, I had to take a piss. 

Since I was commando, I slipped on a pair of gym shorts and headed for the toilets.  What I saw was totally unexpected.

Since the entrance to the showers was at the end of the walkway in front of the toilet stalls, I had a clear view into the shower room.  What I saw made me freeze where I was, and stare.

There in the showers was John, my boss bent over at the waist, with one driver fucking his ass and another fucking his mouth.

I stopped and watched and noticed John look directly into my face, but he didn’t stop what was going on. 

Instead, he motioned me to walk over to them and when I did, he pulled down my shorts and started alternating between my cock and the drivers cock.

The driver climaxed first, feeding his load to John, who immediately returned to my cock after swallowing the load.  Moments later, as I fed my boss my load the other trucker climaxed in John‘s ass.

I pulled up my shorts,  took my piss, and returned to my room.  Moments later there was a knock and I knew who it was.  I opened the door and stepped back to let a now dressed John, enter the room.

As I closed the door, he turned and said, “Mark, I knew sooner or later you would catch me or find out, but I definitely didn’t expect it to be this soon.”

“John, what you do is your business.  If all parties are consenting, then go for it.  Hell, I had a driver blow me last night.”

“Then you don’t care that you boss loves sex with other men?”

“Not at all.  I’ve been getting sucked the entire time I was in the Army, and I love it.  I just have one question.  Does Paul know his dad is gay?”

Smiling, he said, “Yes, he does. He is also.”

“What?” I asked.  “Fuck, that explains some of the remarks and insinuations he made our senior year of high school.  John, you have to fill me in.”

We sat on the sofa, and he began his story.

“He was a junior when he caught me with two other men, doing exactly what you caught me doing tonight. As you probably know, he is somewhat of a bully and he told me I had to be his bitch or he would tell everyone we knew what he saw. I gave in, and let him use my ass and mouth daily.  Then after a couple months, he had drank a couple beers one weekend and decided to see what it was like to suck another man, and sucked me off.”

“What was his reaction?” I asked.

“It totally shocked me but he said he liked it.  Then, he wanted to suck me, more often than me sucking him.  After a short time, we were sharing the same bed and having mutual sex daily. With him now in prison, if they find out he is gay, he will be someone’s bitch.”

“That explains why he was always trying to get me to go skinny dipping with him up on the river.”

“Mark, can I trust you to keep this just between us.  If it got out around town, I would be ruined.”

“Me talk and ruin a great job? No fucking way,” I replied. 

“Thanks, and know that  you are free to let a driver service you any time you want.”

“Am I free to suck cock if I want?” I asked.

“Of course, but I didn’t think you sucked.”

“I haven’t yet, but I am extremely curious.” I said. 

“Well, feel free to service any driver who wants it done, and if you are as good as I suspect you will be, you will be very popular.”

I told him about Rick and him asking to suck me and he said, “He’s damn good at it.  And if you want to experiment more, if you need to piss, he’ll drink it for you.”

“He drink’s piss?” I asked.

“Oh yea, and so do I and several regular drivers that come through,” he replied.

 Smiling, he said, “I hope you enjoy your work here.”

“I definitely think I will,” I replied waiting for him to go downstairs.  Once he was gone, I lay on my bed, and began jerking off, thinking about sucking a cock.

On Wednesday, I saw Rick pull into the lot from my room windows.  It wasn’t long before he was up in the lounge, checking out the restroom for any available cock.

When he saw me he smiled and said hello.  We shook hands and I casually asked him if he was going to be ordering a nighttime snack.  He smiled and said, “I just might.”

“Well, then, I’ll be expecting a call for delivery service,” I replied.

The weather had warmed up a great bit, and I went from jeans to gym shorts and my company shirt for work attire.  With the gym shorts being short, I found myself wearing them slightly higher than normal when in the trucker’s lounge, allowing the head of my cock to be slightly visible when I walked.

“I like your summer uniform,” Rick said with a smile.

“It’s very comfortable,” I replied.

As expected, there was a delivery to Rick’s rig at three the next morning.  I arrived and as expected he was totally naked.  After stepping through the privacy curtain, I handed him his order and asked, “May I stay while you eat?”

“Hell, stay as long as you want,” he replied.  

He finished his meal quietly and as he did, I stood up and began removing. First my shirt, then my shorts.  Smiling, he said, “I didn’t know it came with desert.”

“That’s later,” I said, then said, “I want you to lay down for me.”

Questioningly, he asked, “What’s going on?” as he lay back on his bed.

“I’m about to do something I have been very curious about but never did,” I replied as I got between his legs.

As he watched, I gently lifted his rapidly rising cock, and he said, “Oh, fuck! Are you going to suck me?”

“Shut the fuck up before I chicken out,” I said before quickly taking his cock in my mouth as far as I could.  I began working my head up and down as I caressed his cock with my tongue as guys had done to me.

To my amazement, I loved the experience, knowing I was giving pleasure to another male.  As  I continued to suck his cock, I reached up with one hand and began to play and pinch his nipples, which made him moan in pleasure.

I sped up my sucking, wanting desperately to see what his cum would taste like. Moments later, he said, “Oh, shit, I’m close.”

I sucked with even more determination, and moments later he let out a loud moan as his cock exploded, filling my mouth with his huge, thick, creamy, and delicious cum load.  

I milked him dry with my mouth, all while savoring the awesome delicious flavor of his cum load.  The, after pulling off, I did something else new.   I moved up his body and gave him a passionate wet tongue kiss.  After a few moments, I pulled back and looked into his eyes and asked, “Well?”

As I did he smiled and said, “For your first time, you did a fantastic job.”

“Thanks,” I replied and moved closer and kissed him again.  As I did, we both parted our lips simultaneously and kissed passionately. After a moment, I pulled back saying I needed to get back.  As I dressed I looked at him and said, “I’m looking forward to your next trip,” then quickly left.

Once back inside, I decided to do a check to see if restocking was needed.  As I passed the stalls, there was a man there,  stroking his cock, but the big muscular hairy man in the showers caught my attention.  

He looked at me and as he did, I smiled broadly.

Looking at me he smiled and after turning off his shower, said, “I haven’t seen you around here before,” and began walking toward me.

I smiled and said, “I’m the new porter here for the truckers lounge.  I also live here in the room at the head of the stairs.”

I noticed his cock rising and he had to have seen mine. I quickly turned and left, casually removing my shirt..

When I arrived at my room, I intentionally left the door open, hoping the hairy bear would take the hint.  A few moments later, as I removed my shorts, he came around the corner from the lockers, still naked but with clothes in hand.

Stopping at the door, he smiled and said, “May I come in?”

“Please do,” I said with a smile, then added  “Why don’t you close the door behind you.”

He closed the door ever so quietly and smiled, saying, “And just what would your name be?”

“I’m Mark,” I replied, asking, “And just who would you be?”

“My given name is Bernard, but everyone just calls me Buck.”

“Well, Buck, it’s nice to meet you.  How often to you visit us?”

“On average, a couple times a month, but if you’re going to be here, I just might have to see if I can make it more often, and if I may ask, how old are you?”

“How old are you,?” I snapped back.

“I’m thirty,” he replied.

“Well, I just turned twenty-three,” I replied.  “Does it matter?”

“Nope.  Just curious.”  Then he asked if I worked out.

“I get some physical exercise here doing my job, but I just got out of the Marines a couple months ago.”

“That explains that awesome body of yours,” he said as he stepped closer and began rubbing both his hands across my chest and stomach.

My cock immediately went from half-mast to fully raised, and when it did he casually reached lower and began stroking it.  Not to be outdone, I began to caress his now rock hard cock.

Deciding to take the lead, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his.  Immediately, he parted his lips and offered his tongue.  Seconds later we were eagerly sucking on the others tongue.

He guided me to my bed and after laying me down he lay beside me in a sixty-nine position and lovingly swallowed my cock.  Instantly, I swallowed his.  I was now sucking my first cock and was engaged in my first sixty-nine.

I savored the taste I was experiencing and found it delightful, but exactly what would his cum load taste like?  I knew I had to find out. I continued sucking, eagerly wanting to bring him to a climax.

It didn’t take long before I neared my own climax, and I wanted us to go over the edge at the same time. I sucked  more aggressively and soon I could tell he was near.  Then it happened.

Just seconds apart, both our cocks exploded, filling our respective mouths with copious amounts of thick creamy cum.  I could tell he was swallowing mine, but I collected his entire load in my mouth, and after savoring the taste for several seconds, I looked into his face and swallowed.

“That was awesome,” he said with a smile, before leaning in and kissing me.

“You really think so?” I asked.

“Fuck yea,” he replied. “Why do you ask?”

“Buck, that was the very first time I ever sucked a cock.”

“Bullshit! You did it like you had been at it for years.”

“I swear, that really was my first time to suck a cock.  I’ve been sucked many times, especially overseas in the Marines, but that was the first time I ever had a cock in my mouth.”

“Will it be the last?” he asked.

“Fuck no,” I replied.  “And I want you to let me know ahead of time when you are going to be here.”

“That I promise, Mark.”

He kissed me again, before dressing and going back down stairs. 

I knew that John had stayed here at the truck stop tonight when he had things to finish up.  One thing that I knew of was the firing of one of the cashiers for theft.  He had said that he had a surveillance video of her pocketing the money.  

When she was due to get off at midnight, he had called and had the sheriffs department here and after showing them the video, they arrested her and John immediately fired her. 

One of the deputies was hot as hell and for some reason kept glancing at me and smiling.

I knew what was going down so I was downstairs watching.  After the girl was cuffed and John had given them a copy of the video, they left and I stepped up to John and said, “When you have a free moment, can you come up to my room for a few minutes?”

“Sure, I’ll be up shortly.”

I went up and stripped naked and waited. I lay on the bed and a few minutes later there was a knock on the door.

“Come on in, John,” I called out.

He stepped through the door and froze for a moment, before closing the door.

Walking over and sitting on the side of the bed he asked, “Is something wrong?”

“No, not at all,” I began.  “I just sucked my first cock and loved it.  Now I want to get fucked and see what it’s like and I want you to do the honors.”

Smiling, he said, “I saw Buck smiling when he came down and went to his rig.  Was he your first?”

“Yes, but I want you to be the one to take my virginity.”

Smiling, he said, “Mark, I would be honored,” and immediately began removing his clothes.  

Once he was totally nude, he asked if I wanted him to use a condom.

“No way,” I replied. “I want to feel your seed spread out in me.”

Seconds later I was on my back in bed, my legs raised and spread apart and John lovingly entering my hole.  Seconds later, once the head was in, I felt him slide in all the way.  As he did, I gasped, and he told me to relax.

I did, and he began to piston in and out and I was in ecstasy.  I never dreamed that something up my ass could give such pleasure.  We kissed as he fucked me and before long he began to breath heavily and said he was close.

“Do it.  Shoot that load in my ass,” I said.

Seconds later, his cock exploded and I could feel his warn seed spreading out within me. “Of fuck, yea!” I exclaimed.

Once he was drained, he pulled out and we kissed passionately.

After the kiss, he looked into my eyes and said, “Mark, you have no idea how honored I am to be the one to take your cherry.”

“John, anytime you want it, just come on up,”  I said.

“Any time you want me to fuck you agin, just call me,” he said with a smile.

He left and I headed to the showers, finding a driver there lathering up, his cock semi-hard.  I stepped up to the shower next to him and when I did he smiled, and asked, “With all the other showers open, is there a reason to choose the one next to me?”

“As a matter of fact, there is.  I see that you seem partially excited and I wondered if you needed it taken care of.”

“Fuck yea,” he said, “and I hope my son gets up here before you’re through.”

“Your son?” I asked.

“Yea.  He’s taking a semester off before starting college and is riding with me.”

“Does he know you get sucked?” I asked.

“Oh yea, we’ve been having sex with each other since he started his senior year of high school.” 

“Fucking awesome, a father and son.” I said. Moments after I squatted down and took the mans now hard cock in my mouth, his son stepped into the showers.

“Damn, dad, you don’t waste any time do you?”

I continued sucking his dad as I motioned for him to join us.  When he was close by, I moved over and started sucking him.  After several moments of alternating between them I told the son to fuck me.

Seconds later, I was taking cock in both ends at the same time and loving it.  I knew now, for sure, I would never return to pussy.  My only regret was not starting to suck and get fucked sooner.

After them filling my mouth and ass, the dad looked at me and asked, “Are you here often?”

“You might say that. I live and work here.  I’m the porter for the trucker’s lounge.”

“Fucking awesome.  I now have something to look forward to when I come through,” the dad said.  

The son looked at me and said, “I’m Ray, and you said you live here?”

“I’m Mark and yes I live here.  Care to see my so called apartment?”

He looked at his dad, who smiled and said, “Go ahead.  I’ll be in either the restaurant, TV lounge, or the truck.”

Ray grabbed his clothes and followed me to my room. Smiling, he said, “With all the cock that comes through here, I’d love working here.  Dad told me that only truckers are allowed up here and sex is common.  Is he telling me the truth?”

“Yes, he is.  I see guys getting sucked through the glory holes or getting fucked in the showers daily.  And if invited, I’m free to join in as long as I do my job, and keep things stocked.”

“When did you decide you preferred sex with another male? I was a freshman in high school.”

Smiling, I looked at him and said, ‘I’ve been getting blown for several years while in the Marines.  But I only sucked my first cock and got fucked the first time today .”

“Well, you’re damn good at it,” Ray said.

Looking at him I smiled and asked, “What time are you pulling out tomorrow?”

“Dad has a delivery but they don’t open until nine.  Why”

“How would you like to spend the night with me.  We can do more fucking and sucking.”

“I’d like that.  Let me check with dad.”

He slipped on his clothes and found his dad in the TV lounge. Moments later he returned and said, “You have a guest for tonight.”

I was about to spend my first night sleeping with another male and looked forward to it.  I was looking forward to a hot sexual sixty-nine, and feeding and getting fed simultaneously.  I was also looking forward to getting fucked for an extended period of time.  I didn’t want a quickie.

The night with Ray was fantastic, and I hated to see him leave.  When his dad came upstairs to tell him to get ready, I convinced him to join us in a three-way.  It was so hot and sexually exciting to see a father and son enjoying each other sexually.  Ray had said that every night they either fucked each other or had a sixty-nine, and if other drivers that played were around they had a three-way.

Later that day, I told John that I needed to see him up in my room.

I could see the concerned look on his face and when he came to my room, and shut the door, he looked at me and asked, “Mark, is something wrong? Are you going to quit on me?  I’ve had nothing but compliments on both how clean and well stocked you keep the lounge but also how well you service any driver who request it.”

“No, John, I’m not quitting on you, so relax. I just have a question that I need you to answer.”

“Ask away,” he said.  “I’ll have the answer.”

“Well, I actually have two favors to ask of you.”

“Mark, you know I’ll do whatever I can,” he said. “What is it?”

“When I started working here, I had never sucked another guys cock or kissed another male.  I had only been sucked off by a guy, and fucked pussy.  However, my curiosity got the best of me and I decided to try sucking another guy.”

“I know that, so what are you getting at?” he asked.

“I have realized that I much prefer sex with another male.  I want to suck you at least once a day and be free to have sex at anytime with any driver that wants it.  In exchange, I promise to keep things as perfect as I currently do.”

“I’ll definitely agree to that,” he replied with a smile. “What was the other favor?”

“Well, you know my dad passed away shortly after I joined the Marines, and your son is in prison. I don’t have a dad and you don’t have a son.  I was wondering if I could call you dad?”

“I’d be honored to have you call me dad, if I can call you son,” he said with a smile.

“I love hearing you call me that,” I told him.

“Well, it’s been a long tome since I have heard anyone call me ‘dad’ and I love hearing it.”

He stepped up to me and after wrapping his arms around me, he leaned forward and kissed me passionately.  As he did, I began unbuttoning his shirt, and moments later we were both totally nude and on my bed.  He sucked me off then fucked me, filling my hole with his seed.  That night he shared my bed with me and I fucked his ass ad sucked him dry.

It was a couple of days later, I heard John, coming up the stairs talking to someone.  As they stepped into the lounge, they stopped and dad said, “Clay, I’d like you to meet my son, Mark.  He runs the lounge and everything it entails, and I handle the business downstairs.”

As I shook Clay’s hand, dad said, “Clay and I have known each other for years.  He was a regular here when I first opened up, then his company transferred him across the country. He says he’s back now working this area exclusively.”

Clay was in his mid to late thirties or early forties, red haired and his open collar revealed an chest covered in red hair.  I saw him look at dad and raise his eyebrows. Dad smiled then burst out laughing and said, “Yes, he knows and joins in.  Nothing has changed up here.”

Looking at Clay, I smiled and said, “If you need someone to wash your back let me know.  I’ll also service the front area if requested.”

Clay laughed and said, “I know I’m going to be glad I moved back to this area.”  Then, looking at me said, “I’ll see you shortly.”

About an hour later Clay came back up and I invited him to my room.  Once there we kissed wildly as we stripped.  Soon we were in a hot passionate sixty-nine in my bed.   After the sixty-nine  we both showered and sucked other drivers cocks in the shower.  Afterward, he headed back down stairs but that night he and dad came back up and we had an awesome three way.

About a month later, I was restocking supplies when a guy in jeans, polo shirt and boots came up and looked around.  Then upon seeing me wearing only short shorts, he smiled and went up to one of the urinals.  Immediately, he extracted his cock and began to fondle it, quickly getting it hard.

Upon seeing it, I stepped up and took mine out, showing that it was already hard. Glancing over, he casually reached over and grasp my hard cock and after a few strokes, turned and swallowed it.

After getting me off and swallowing my load, he stood up and as he did, something fell out of his pocket.  As I was squatting down to suck him,. I picked it up to hand to him and saw immediately that it was a county deputy sheriffs badge.  I froze and looked up at him.

He took my shoulder and stood me up then guided me casually to the supply closet.  Once inside and the door closed he said, “Look, it’s cool.  John told me he had a new kid working for him and I would enjoy meeting him.  I love cock as much as you do, both in my mouth as much as in my ass.”

“Man, I was scared shitless,” I replied.

“Just relax and if you want my cock, it’s all yours.”

We kissed then I dropped and sucked him dry, before kissing him again.  After the kiss he said, “I want you in my ass.  You going to be around tonight?”

I said yes and that I live there and pointed out my room. “I get off patrol at eleven.  May I come by afterward?”  

“Please do,” I replied.  

He did and after fucking his ass I shoved my fist up him as I sucked him dry.  At near two the next morning, he left.

I’ve been at the truck stop for three years now. Dad legally made me a forty-nine percent owner, and partner.  We have sex daily in my room, and I have all the sex I want with the drivers that come and go. I even legally changed my last name to John’s.  To me, he is my dad.