Date: Tue, 24 Jul 2007 12:19:58 -0300 From: Matt Swimmers Subject: Dad's Trucker Friend - Part 1 The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this, or if consensual sex between an older man and a younger man offends you, please don't read on! Hey there guys, this is my second story I'm posting on here, and I'd love any and all feedback you'd love to give me! This story does share some themes with my other one (Granddad's Cabin), but it's a much different story at the same time. To get ahold of me, just e-mail me at subboyns@gmail.com Dad's Trucker Friend I thought my dad's friend Earl was the hottest man on earth. Both he and my dad worked for a trucking company in town. Dad did cross country runs, but Earl did shorter runs and as such was in town a lot more than dad. Earl was probably about 6 feet tall, with short black hair and a goatee. From the times he's spent in our backyard pool, I knew he was covered in dark hair, stocky and built like a football player. He also seemed to have in impressive bulge in his swim trunks. His best feature (I thought) were his pale blue eyes. I'm Matt by the way, and at 16 dad decided I was old enough to stay alone when he was on the road. My mom left us back when I was just a baby, and my grandparents practically raised me while dad was on the road. Still, whenever he was in town, Dad and I were great friends, and people more often thought he was my older brother than my father. Dad was quite the looker himself, and I inherited his good looks. Although he was taller and a bit more built, we both had the same brown hair and green eyes. Dad was hairy all over, and I was just starting to get a dusting of chest hair with a trail down to my pubes, which I keep trimmed. I had fooled around with some friends of mine, but never really had a relationship. Dad knew I was gay, and although he thought it was a little strange, didn't have any real problems with it. One night while Dad was out on the road, I was sitting in the living room watching TV, when I heard a knock at the door. I had been sitting around in my pajamas, so I threw a shirt on and went to get the door. When I went to answer it, I saw Earl standing outside. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. "Hey there Matt!" He was obviously a little drunk. "Is your dad home tonight?" "No Earl, he's gone off for a few days." "Shit boy." He stumbled towards a chair and plopped down. "My wife kicked me out tonight, said I could sleep in my fucking truck." "Geez Earl, sorry to hear that..." "So I told her to go fuck herself, I hopped in the truck and took off. Ended up at a bar, then came over here, hoping your daddy was around." He wasn't falling over drunk, but he seemed really shook up. "Do you want a drink or anything?" I asked. "Sure boy, grab me a beer." I went to the kitchen to grab him a beer, feeling lucky I had this stud in my living room. I shivered, thoughts of sex running through my mind. When I brought him back his beer he'd lit up a cigarette and was staring off into space. "Here you go sir." I said, handing him the beer. "Thanks." He took a drag off of his smoke. "You want one?" "Don't tell my dad." I smiled, taking a cigarette from him. "You may as well have a beer too, you're gonna have to put up with me for a while." He laughed. "Listen Matt, do you mind if I crash here tonight?" My heart (and cock) jumped a little. "Sure Earl... I don't mind, you can stay in dad's room." "Shit boy, that's great of you." He finished off his beer. "Sorry to come in on you like this." "No problem man." I went to get him another beer, and grabbed one for myself. We watched TV for a while and had a few more beers. Eventually Earl stood up and stretched. His small t-shirt rode up, giving me a nice view of his hairy stomach. "Mind if I grab a shower?" "Not at all, you know where it is." "This is kind of awkward, but the bitch kind of kicked me out without any clothes..." I laughed. "I'm sure dad won't mind if you grab something of his to wear for the next little while. It might be a little small on you, but you'll manage." The thought of Earl in my dad's clothes was kind of hot. My cock started to grow a little in my pajamas. I'd always had a thing for clothes in a way, mostly uniforms and underwear. Dad like to walk around the house in his boxers, so I got plenty of eye candy. Earl stood up and stripped off his shirt. I took in his body, seeing the dark fur spread across his pecs, with a small gold chain and cross nestled in the middle. His stomach had the beginnings of a beer gut, but he was far from fat. "I'll go grab some clothes now." Earl headed upstairs. I watched him leave, seeing his beautiful ass in his jeans heading up the stairs. I was hard as a rock by this time. I tried to calm down, grabbing another cigarette from Earl's pack, and watching TV. I heard the water shut off and I went to the kitchen, making sure there were 2 fresh beers when Earl got back. Earl came back into the room, wearing my dad's bathrobe. He had it closed shut, but I could tell his legs and chest were bare. The red silk of the robe flowed over his body, contrasting with his dark chest hair. I thought that Earl looked even better in it than dad. "I wasn't sure where to throw my old clothes, they're up in your dad's room." He sank down on the couch beside me, grabbing his beer. "I can't believe I let that cunt throw me out." "Don't worry about it man, she'll get over it eventually." It wasn't the first time Earl had been told to sleep in his truck. "I don't know why I stay with her anyways." Earl looked almost sullen, and angry. "Bitch can barely suck a cock." He laughed, lighting up another cigarette. I laughed along with him. "Yeah, what's the point?" "Well trust me, if you think your dad and I stay celibate on the road, you're crazy." "Really?" Did I want to hear about this guy's sex life? Yes. "Yeah, there's always someone hanging around a truck stop or hitch hiking waiting to get fucked by a hot trucker." I'd thought about heading down there myself a few times, but dad had a lot of friends that knew me in the trucking business here. He might have been OK with me being gay, but I doubted he wanted me hanging around a truck stop trolling for cock.. "Trust me, any night I can get some bitch slobbering on my cock." "Yeah, but are these chicks hot?" "Yeah." He paused for a drag off his smoke. "And it's not just chicks." I swallowed. "There's guys too?" "Yeah Matt, surprised?" He gave me a smirk. "Trust me, some of the best suckjobs I've ever had were from guys." "I've heard that guys are pretty good." "You've heard? Or experienced?" He blew out some smoke, staring at me. "Honestly?" "Trust me, this beer isn't the only thing I won't tell your dad about." He smiled, spreading his legs a little. The robe rode up, exposing more of his legs. I grabbed a smoke from the table and lit it up. "I've fooled around with a few guys. Nothing serious though." I saw him eying me up and down. "Did you like it?" "I loved it." I admitted. "I fooled around with a couple of girls too, it didn't do a thing for me. But I loved playing with guys." "How far did you go?" Earl hadn't taken his eyes off me since I confessed. "I never went all the way..." I blushed. "We traded blowjobs and handjobs." "Did you like sucking cock?" "Yes sir." I said. "Sir? Interesting boy... very interesting. Were these boys your age? Or older guys?" "A few of both. I preferred the older guys." I blurted out, feeling the effects of the beer. "Why?" "They were more experienced, and they tended to take control more." I figured there was no point in hiding anything anymore. He laughed. "So this boy I've been lusting after for a few years now finally comes out? This is great." He finished off his beer. "And he has a submissive streak too? I would never have imagined." I was frozen. He'd wanted me for years? "You look really good in that robe Earl." "Better than your dad?" "Yes." "Yes what?" He snapped. "Yes sir." "Good boy. I must say, your dad has some nice taste in boxers." He opened the robe, exposing a pair of my dad's boxers, black silk with red lips all over them. "I might have to get a few pairs of these myself, they feel great on my cock." His hard cock was plainly outlined in the silk, and it must have been almost 9 inches long. "You look amazing in those." I said. "Your dad looks pretty good in them too, I've seen them before. A few months ago we double teamed some bitch, and he was wearing these." He saw my shocked expression, and laughed. "You and dad fucked some girl together?" "Hard. But that little whore loved it. She was getting my cock in her mouth, and your dad's in her cunt." Earl was stroking his cock now, letting me see it's length and girth. "I love guys in underwear." I said, staring at his package. "Really? I've always been a big fan too, guys and chicks. My wife wonders why she gets lingerie every holiday." He chuckled again. "So why don't you let me see yours boy?" I stood up, taking off my shirt. "Nice body you're getting there boy, I remember when you were a skinny little bastard a few years ago." I untied my pajamas, and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing a pair of black boxer briefs. "Nice boy, a little plain though, compared to these." There was a big shiny spot on his boxers, where he was obviously oozing pre-cum. "Would you like me in something else? I have some more boxers, some briefs, some skimpier stuff..." I smiled. "I like my boys in skimpy." He said, standing up. He walked over to me and kissed me, pulling my body towards his. As his tongue explored my mouth I ran my hands through his thick chest hair, down to his hard cock. He moaned as I stroked it through the silk. "Well I'll go change." I said, as his mouth moved down my neck. His tongue found my nipple, and I sighed as he sucked on it. "Meet me in your dad's room." He said, disconnecting from my body. "Yes sir." I said, heading down to the basement where my room was. I was still buzzed from the beer, and horny as hell. I opened up my underwear drawer, wondering what would be best. I'd built up a collection of underwear over the years, everything from thongs to briefs to boxers. I picked one of my favorite thongs, black silk to match Earl's boxers. I nervously headed upstairs to dad's room, and Earl was laying inside on the bed. He'd discarded the robe, and was still rock hard in his boxers. The moonlight glinted off of his necklace. "Damn boy, when you go slutty, you go for broke. Turn around, let me see you in that." I did a little turn for him, letting him see my ass exposed. I bent over a little and spread my cheeks, letting him see the thin strap go up my ass. "Fuck boy, get that ass of yours over here." I laid down beside him, and he jumped on top of me, kissing me again. His hands explored my body, groping my ass and fingering my hole. I moaned as his fingers probed at me. I could feel his cock rubbing up against mine, silk on silk. He got up, straddling my chest, his hard cock just inches from my face. "You want to suck on your daddy's boxers?" "Yes sir!" I exclaimed. "You've wanted to for a while, haven't you?" He asked. "Yes, I've always thought you and dad were hot as hell." "He is a pretty hot dude. I don't think he's ever touched a guy though, sadly." He leaned forward, his silk covered tool rubbing against my lips. I opened my mouth and jabbed out my tongue, tasting the saltiness of his precum. "Shit." He breathed out, letting my tongue massage his hardness. "I wish I'd known last year boy, you could have been sucking on this every night." He unbuttoned the boxers, letting his cock free. He was around 9 inches from what I could tell, and uncut. I ran my tongue up under his skin, making him cry out. "Get to work you little cocksucker." He said, sticking it in my mouth. He started thrusting almost immediately, fucking my throat. "Yeah boy, swallow my fucking cock." I kept up with his frantic pace, swirling my tongue over his shaft as it violated my throat. His constant dirty talk was getting my even more excited. He reached behind him and started to rub my own hard cock. I would have gasped if I hadn't had his cock in my mouth. "I can see you're enjoying this too boy." His hand went lower, caressing my balls, and lower still, his fingers finding my hole again. He stopped, and took his cock out of my mouth. Before I could do anything, he slapped me with it across the face. I moaned as he slapped me again, leaving trails of spit and precum across my face. "You look good with my cock down your throat boy." "Thank you sir!" I said, eagerly awaiting more of his cock. He took his balls out of the fly. "Suck on my balls, faggot." He inched closer, letting his hairy nutsac come closer to my face. I slid my tongue out, licking each of his balls in turn. Each time I did he let out a small grunt. Then I slowly took each of his balls into my mouth, sucking and licking on them. He slowly took them out of my mouth, and stood up. "Roll over." He said. I did, arching my back and sticking my ass into the air. He got on the bed behind me, and pulled my ass closer to him, burying my face in dad's pillows. He pulled the strip of my thong aside, and shot his tongue out to my hole. I cried out as he assaulted my ass with his tongue. "You like that boy? You like that when I eat your cunt?" He went back with renewed vigor as I moaned and gasped, writing on the bed. "Yes sir! Eat my hole. Fuck!" I screamed out, as he drove his tongue in further. He was frenzied, I could the bed shaking as he ate me out. He stopped for a second, long enough to literally rip my thong off. "I'll buy you a new one." He said, on his way down to my hole again. I cried out in ecstasy as he licked and sucked at my swollen hole. It felt like hours went by as he kept rimming me, stopping long enough to say something dirty to me. "You ready for my cock, slut?" He asked, rubbing his head up and down my moistened crack. "Please sir!" I begged. "Fuck me, fuck me like a whore." He flipped me over and rubbed my hole with his fingers. "Please! I want your cock inside me!" He slid off his boxers, and threw my legs over his shoulders. "Open wide boy." I opened my mouth, and he shoved the boxers inside. "Nice gag, eh?" His fingers resumed their playing with my hole. "I can't wait to get inside this boy pussy." He spit on his hand and lubed up his dick. "This is your first time, eh?" I nodded. "Well I'll try to be gentle... at first." He smiled, lining up his cock with my hole. I cried out loudly into the boxers at first, it felt like his cock was tearing my insides apart. "FUCK boy, your cunt is tight!" He slowly started fucking me, letting his cock slide out slow, then driving it in fast. I was moaning and gasping, all muffled by the silk in my mouth. "Shit." He started going faster. "This is amazing boy, I've never had a boypussy this tight!" I was writhing on the bed, grasping the sheets and panting, feeling Earl's huge cock inside of me. It was hitting me in all the right spots, and again I was lost in ecstasy. He stopped his dirty talk as he built up faster and faster, his grunts and groans all the talk we needed. "Dammit boy, I'm gonna cum soon..." He was moving faster and faster, his hands on my hips grabbing tighter. Suddenly, he pulled out, jacking his cock. "Shit!!" He called out, spraying his load up across my stomach and chest. "Fuck! Fuck!" He was saying, letting the last few drops of his jizz leak out onto my cock and balls. He collapsed onto me, my sweat and his cum mixing as he pulled the boxers out of my mouth, and kissed me deeply. My own cock ached for release, but I was in heaven letting him control the night. We kissed for a few more minutes before his hands went down, grasping my tool. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me and slowly jerked me off. It only took a few minutes before I was shooting my load, my back arched up off of the bed as I shot. It went all over Earl's chest and my own. We collapsed into a pile of sweat and cum on my dad's bed, panting. Earl rolled over onto his back, and I climbed onto his chest. "That was amazing boy." He said. "Go downstairs and grab my smokes, would you?" I kissed him, and stood up to go get them. When I got back, we each took one and climbed back into the bed. "We're going to have to wash the sheets." I piped up, making both of us laugh. Earl blew out smoke, and lazily rubbed my back. "We'll have to mess them up again a few more times before we do that." He winked. "Gladly." I smiled, curling up onto his chest. "You know Matt... you're on your summer break now, right?" Earl asked. "Yeah, no more school for the next 2 months." "Why don't you come on the road with me? I'm doing a short run in a few days, just an overnight trip. Would be great to have my own road slut." He put out his cigarette. "I would love to Earl!" I said, starting to feel horny again. "Especially if I get to keep servicing that cock." I reached down, lazily stroking his balls. He moaned, letting my hand excite him. "Let's go to your room Matt. I want to fuck you down there." He was kissing my neck again, letting his beard scrape on my skin. "One condition." I said. "Name it." "Put another pair of dad's boxers on." I smiled. ** We woke up the next morning in my bed. Earl had his arms around me, and I could feel his chest hair on my back. I reached down behind me, feeling his half hard cock. He stirred awake. "Hey there boy, how're you feeling?" "Lazy." I laughed. "Want some breakfast?" "Actually I should get home before it gets too late." He apologized, leaning over to kiss me. "I do want you to come with me on my trip though." We kissed for another few seconds. "I would love too Earl." I said. He rolled on top of me, letting our cocks get hard together. He moaned as I reached down and slowly jacked off both of us. "I can't wait to get you naked in my truck boy." He said, kissing my neck again. It drove me wild. "Well the most I'd be wearing is a pair of briefs, maybe even less." I said, stroking his cock harder. He made an appreciative grunt. "I'd love to see you in a pair of little white briefs boy, nice and innocent." He nibbled on my neck, making me squirm. "Love to spank you in them." He moved down to my nipple, my hands losing their grip on his cock as he bit softly into my nipples. "Oh Earl." I moaned. He slid further down my body, tracing his tongue down my chest and around my navel. I giggled as he licked the sides of my body, before he finally stopped at my cock. To my surprise, he enveloped my cock into his mouth. I gasped and shot up in the bed, never thinking Earl would return the blowjob favors. His mouth was as skilled as the rest of him, while his hands played around with my balls and ass. "Shit sir, I'm gonna lose it if you keep that up." He responded by quickening his pace, letting his fingers find their way into my ass, and deepthroating my cock. I gasped and moaned, feeling my body tense up. His mouth worked on my cock, his tongue swirling around the head. He had my foreskin pulled back and started again to deepthroat it. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" I shot a huge load into Earl's warm mouth, and he swallowed every bit of it. He came back up to kiss me, and I could taste my cum on his tongue. "So you're gonna come with me?" He asked. I ran my hand through his chest hair. "Gladly." I said. ** A few days later, I was ready to go. I left a note for dad saying I was off with Earl for a trip, and would be back in a day or two. After a quick shower, I packed my bag with a few thongs and some briefs, thinking I wouldn't really need anything else. Right before I got dressed, I grabbed a few pairs of my dad's boxers as well, thinking Earl might want a pair or two. I put on an old wife beater and a pair of soccer shorts, over the white briefs Earl had requested. I threw an old shirt on, and went upstairs. Soon after, Earl's truck pulled up outside. I ran out to get in, hopping up into the cab. "Hey there Matt, ready for our trip?" He said with a wink. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts. "Definitely!" I was actually pretty excited. Dad had driven me around town in his truck a few times, but I'd never gone out overnight with him. Their trucks looked pretty much the same, a small bed and some cupboards in the back, and 2 large seats up front. We drove on for a while, chatting and having the occasional cigarette. Earl stripped off his shirt, complaining of the heat. I didn't mind, loving the sight of his bare chest, with the small gold chain matching his wedding ring. I felt a little guilty seeing that, but my hormones were winning over any guilt I felt. And besides, I mused, from the conversation we were having, Earl's wife was still giving him trouble, and he was thinking of leaving her. "I don't know anymore boy, I guess she just isn't the woman I married." "People change." I said, trying to sound worldly. I really had no idea what to say, my mom having left us when I was so young. "It's true. I guess I could leave her, but then where would I go?" He mused, taking a slow drag. We drove on longer, stopping for dinner at a small roadside joint. Earl had to put his shirt back on, a fact which I complained about, earning me a quick kiss and grope before we went in. Over dinner he kept discussing his wife situation, before lapsing into silence. "Truth is Matt, I had more fun with you a few nights ago than I've had with her in months." I smiled, unsure of how to respond. "I had a lot of fun too." "And not just the sex Matt, you're great to be around..." He trailed off. "Anyways, this is insane. You're my best friend's son, and I'm lusting after you like mad." "Well then we better find a spot to stop for the night soon." I said. He smiled. "I can't wait." "Remember those briefs you wanted me to wear?" I asked quietly, letting my leg rub his under the table. "Damn boy. You're gonna get it later on tonight." He hissed back. I felt his hand rubbing my leg. "I hope so sir." It was my turn to wink. ** Once we got back to the truck, Earl leaned over to me and started kissing me and unbuttoning my shirt. I let out a moan as his hands found their way inside, rubbing my chest through my thin undershirt. "I know the perfect little rest stop up here boy, in the mean time, strip down." Earl took off down the highway, as I took off both shirts in one movement, and slipped out of my shorts. I sat back down, feeling the cold leather of the seats against my almost bare skin. "Fuck boy. You look even better in those than I imagined." The briefs I was wearing were a few years old, so they were a bit small, but well worn in. "I can't wait to feel you in those." We drove on for a few more minutes, sharing a last cigarette before we stopped. Earl pulled off to the side of the road. "There's a little park up here we can spend the night at." He said, stripping off his shirt. He wasn't even finished parking before I was in the back of the cab, laying down on the bed. It was probably big enough for one person comfortably, but I didn't see that being an issue tonight. "No other trucks tonight, guess we have the place to ourselves." Earl said, standing up to face me. The bulge in his shorts was obvious. "You look so fucking good on that bed boy." I blushed. "Thank you sir. Can I help you out of your shorts?" "I'm waiting." He said, hands at his hips. I got out of the bed, and sank down to my hands and knees. He let out a chuckle as I inched towards him, eventually pressing my face against his crotch, feeling his hardness through the denim. I moved my hands around, grasping his firm ass while I kissed his bulge. When I'd had enough of that, I undid the button on his shorts, and dropped them to the ground. Earl was wearing another pair of silk boxers, this time a navy blue paisley pattern. There was a large wet spot, where the tip of his cock was plainly visible. "The wife got me these ones, but you know how to work them much better than she does." He said, smiling down at me. He ran his hand through my hair, pulling my head closer to his silk encased cock. I sniffed at it, breathing in the scent of his musk. He sighed as I slowly started to run my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. I looked up at him, his head turned upwards and the moonlight playing across his body. He was still running his hand through my hair, egging me on to go faster. I opened my mouth and took the length of his tool inside. "Shit boy, yeah, get those boxers nice and wet." I complied, soaking the boxers with my spit, licking and sucking at his thick shaft. Earl pulled my hair back sharply. I cried out for a second, before his mouth covered mine, silencing me with a kiss. His hands found their way down to my nipples and twisted. I cried out into his mouth. "Come on boy, I know you can take more than that." "Yes sir, I'll try." "I fucked you hard last time boy, and I'm gonna do it even harder tonight." "Please sir, use me hard. Use me like the whore that I am." I begged, still sniffing and licking at his crotch. "I have an idea first boy." He said, pulling me up. "There's no one else around, throw on your shorts." He was pulling on his own shorts now. "Where are we going?" I asked, throwing on my sandals and shorts. "Out." He opened his door, sliding into his own sandals, and motioning me out. It turned out there was a small park here, trails and a rest area. "There's showers and a bathroom in the rest stop." He said. "But we're going into the woods." He led me down the trail into the woods, lighting up a cigarette. It was quite dark out, probably being around midnight, so I stayed close to Earl. "It's a nice night out sir." I said, running my hand down his arm. We walked for a bit longer, before Earl turned around. "Drop those shorts, slut." He commanded. I hurriedly dropped my shorts, exposing myself to the night again. Earl undid his own shorts, casting them aside. "On your knees." I sank down, feeling the dirt path underneath me. "Open your fucking mouth." He said, grabbing his half hard cock. He opened the fly on his boxers, fishing out his cock. "I've got a present for you boy." Before I knew it, a warm stream of piss was shooting out of his cock, landing in my mouth. I grunted, surprised by it. "Yeah boy, drink it all. Drink my fucking piss." He aimed the spray around my face, letting it fall down my neck and into my hair. I lapped up at it around my mouth, but he turned the spray downwards, letting the last bits of his stream soak my briefs. I moaned, my cock sticking straight up in the now soaked briefs. "They look even better on you now boy." He was stroking his cock to full hardness now. "What did you think of that?" He sneered. "I think we should do it more often." I said, licking my lips. Earl grunted, and flicked his cigarette away. "Suck my cock boy." He said, shoving his fully erect cock into my face. I quickly engulfed it into my mouth, hornier than I'd been in a while. The smell of Earl's musk and piss were intoxicating. I started to deep throat Earl, dragging moans and sighs out of him. His cock seemed to grow even bigger in my mouth, but I sucked harder still. "Damn boy, you're a natural born cocksucker." He said, grabbing me by the hair. "Lick my balls." He grunted, pushing my head down. I lapped at each of his balls in turn, working my tongue into his boxers to lick behind them. Earl pushed his boxers down and kicked them off. "You ready to eat some ass boy?" Earl said, turning around. I responded by spreading his cheeks and burying my face into his crack. His ass was covered with a dark fur, like the rest of him. "FUCK boy." He almost yelled. "Yeah, eat my fucking ass. Yeah. Shit!" He was going crazy. I swirled my tongue around his pink hole, inside of it and around the outside. "My god Matt, this is amazing." He said, bracing himself against a tree. Earl was grunting and groaning now, in too much pleasure to form words. I reached around with one hand, jerking him off in time with my tongue. I tongue fucked his hairy hole for a while longer, loving the sounds he was making. "Will you fuck me again tonight sir?" I asked, still jerking him off. "Oh definitely boy, once we get back to the truck your ass is mine." He said, spreading his cheeks. "But keep eating my hole." I kept up my furious tongue assault on his ass, slobbering all up and down his crack. I knelt underneath of him to lick at the back of his nutsac, making him shake and moan. "Fuck boy, I'm taking you on the road with me from now on..." He said, panting and turning around. "You're gonna drink it this time fag, swallow my fucking load." He grabbed my head and quickly shoved my mouth down onto his cock. I was almost gagging on his shaft, but he offered no mercy. He was controlling every movement of my head, and I was going crazy with my tongue. In a matter of minutes, he was letting out a guttural cry, and he filled up my mouth with his cum. I was instantly in love with the taste of it, it was better than any I'd had before. With all of the cock and cum in my mouth, some dribbled out down my chin. I looked up to see Earl, glistening with sweat and smiling down at me. "You look even better covered in my cum than you do covered in my piss boy." He knelt down, kissing me. "Time for a shower." He helped me up, caressing and groping my body the whole while. We walked back to the shower building naked, Earl carrying our shorts. "Wow boy, you're still hard." He said, fondling my balls once we arrived. "You have that effect on me." I said. He laughed. "Have to get rid of these sadly." He tossed my piss soaked briefs into a garbage can. "It's a shame, I'd love to keep them." I opened up one of the shower stalls, they were very utilitarian. A wooden door and small stall, barely big enough for two people. "Let me go grab you a towel boy." Earl slipped on my shorts and went to the truck, while I turned on the water and stepped into the stall. After a minute or two of letting the water soak me, my stall door swung open. I turned around, expecting to see Earl, but gasped. "Hey there boy... nice show you were putting on out there." ** There was an older man standing there, bald with a graying goatee, and silver hair down his chest and stomach, disappearing into a towel. "Who're you?" I asked, backing up into the corner of the stall. He smiled. "I'm a friend of Earl's, he said you might be looking for some more cock." He threw his towel aside, exposing his semi hard cock to me. There was a gray bush all around, and the cock itself seemed big. "You ready for this boy?" He entered the stall, stroking himself to full hardness. My own cock was still hard from Earl's manipulations. I was nervous as hell, but still moved towards this man, letting him take me into his arms and kiss me. "Mm. Still have a taste of cum and piss." His tongue was all over my mouth, and his hands all over my body. I melted into him, letting him control me. "Ready for some more?" He pushed me down to my knees. We were both wet now, the water cascading down his body. I opened my mouth for him, and started to suck. His cock was even thicker than Earls. He sighed appreciatively as I worked on his tool, tasting sweat and precum. I looked over and saw Earl outside the stall, smiling and stroking his cock, watching the show I was putting on. "Shit boy, Earl said you were a good cocksucker, but I didn't think you'd be this good!" He said, pushing on the back of my head. I moaned, enjoying this older man and his control over me. He pushed me down further, making me suck on his balls. "He loves to be used." I heard Earl say, coming into the stall with us. It was jam packed in there now, both men crowding around me. "But I bet he'd love 2 cocks too." I stopped working on the strangers balls and looked up, to see Earl's cock hard and near my mouth. "Suck on it baby." I jerked off the stranger with one hand, and took Earl's cock into my mouth. I looked up and watched as the two men started kissing, plenty of tongue and spit being exchanged. Watching them only got me hornier, as I edged them both closer to orgasm. One of them pulled me up and pushed me back against the wall of the shower. I barely had time to react before the stranger started kissing me, and Earl sank to his knees, sucking on my balls. "Oh my god." I had time to gasp out, before my mouth was covered up with the man's. "You taste some good boy." He said, twisting my nipple. I cried out, making him sneer and twist the other one. Earl started sucking my cock, as this stranger was playing with my nipples. I was moaning and gasping now, feeling the hot mouth on my cock, the hot water all over me, and another set of hands roaming over my body. The stranger pushed me down to my knees next to Earl, and we both started sucking on his cock. He drew in his breath as Earl and I kissed each other, feeling his cock in between our tongues. "Fuck boys, I'm gonna cum soon." He said, guiding us both with his hands. "Oh god!" He shouted, spraying wads of cum out, most of it landing on Earl's face, some on my own. Earl kept sucking as the jizz kept leaking out. "Fuck!" The stranger cried out, before leaning down to kiss us both. Earl and I both stood up, and the three of us washed off, and went out to dry off. "This is Jim by the way." Earl said. We shook hands. "We usually end up around here at the same time, so I decided to let him see what a good little fag boy I'd found." I blushed, feeling Jim's eyes all over me. "And what a find... keep this one around Earl... he's talented." He winked at me. "Hope to meet up with you boys again sometime. Soon." He said, walking back outside. Earl and I spent a few more minutes drying off. "Hope you didn't mind that Matt." He said. "Oh not at all, I had fun!" I said, leaning over to kiss Earl. "Good, Jim's been a friend of mine for a while, figured you'd like him." He smiled. "We used to drive the same route for a while, got to know each other REALLY well." The stresses Earl put on that let me know exactly what kind of relationship they had. We covered up with towels, and headed back to the truck. ** We got back inside, and Earl pulled off my towel, pushing me back towards the bed. On it was a small red bag. "I got you a present boy." Earl said. I took the bag and opened it. Inside was a very small red thong, silk, with clasps on the sides. "Wow Earl, this is hot!" I said, taking it out and slipping into it. It was one of the smallest things I'd ever worn, barely enough to keep my cock contained. "I told you I'd get you one to replace that one I ripped up at your dad's." He smiled, letting his eyes gaze over me slowly. "And the clasps might help if I need to get it off of you in a hurry." He chuckled. "I have something for you too." I said, reaching down to grab my bag. "Oh?" "Just these, my favorite pair..." I pulled out a pair of my dad's boxers, black silk again, with tiger stripes on them. "Wow son...those are hot..." He took them, pulling off his own towel. "Why are they your favorites?" "Well dad brought home a girl one night... and I was watching them from the stairs. He had those on." I blushed. "He looked so good in them that night." "Well I hope I do them justice..." Earl said, stepping into them and pulling them up over his erection. "What do you think boy?" He asked, posing for me. "I think you need to get over here, and fuck me." I said, spreading my legs on the bed. Earl came over, laying down on top of me. His lips found mine and we kissed for a while. It was almost lazy kissing, just laying there and letting our hands explore each other's bodies and our tongues explore each other's mouths. The bed was small and crowded, but we held on to each other tightly. Earl's hands soon found their way down to my ass, groping and prodding at my hole. I reached down and started playing with his silk covered tool. He was licking my neck, driving me crazy. "Oh Earl!" I gasped as he started nibbling on my neck. "I love to hear you moan boy." He hissed in my ear. One of his fingers found it's way into my hole. His mouth covered mine again, his cock hard against my leg. I moved down the bed, licking and kissing my way down to his crotch. His package was tented obscenely, with a huge precum stain on it. "Go on boy, suck on your daddy's boxers." His hand was in my hair, pushing my face towards his bulge. I reached out with my tongue, tasting the salty flavor of his precum and sweat. Soon overcome with lust, I pulled the fly of his boxers open, and took his entire cock into my mouth. "Damn boy!" Earl cried out on the sudden onslaught. "Fuck you're horny tonight, guess you didn't get enough cock earlier." He was soon humping into my mouth, fucking my face. "Well I guess I'll have to give it to you nice and hard then." He rolled me over onto my back, and straddled my chest. "Ready for my cock, slut?" He was holding his tool inches from my face, letting the drops of precum splash down onto me. "Please sir!" I begged. "Give it to me!" With no warning he shoved it into my mouth. I gagged at first, but soon got used to his immense shaft down my throat. "Yeah swallow that fucker." Earl said. "Take it and like it, you fucking whore. Yeah." He was grunting in time with his thrusts, I could feel the silk covering my face each time he stabbed in. "Shit boy, I could cum right now, but I know you want it in another hole tonight." He withdrew his cock from my mouth, letting it trail saliva and precum down my chin. He reached back, undoing the clasps that help my tiny thong in place. "Earl..." I moaned as he stroked my cock, throwing the thong on the floor. "On your hands and knees baby." I got in position for him, watching him strip off his boxers, and get behind me. Rather than the cock I expected, he started to rim me. I wiggled and moaned, loving the feel of his tongue and beard on my ass. "Have to make sure your cunt is nice and moist." He said, licking up and down my ass crack. Soon he was kneeling behind me on the bed again, teasing my hole with his cock head. "Yeah boy, can't wait to get that in your hole can you?" "Please sir, fuck me." I cried. "Stick it in, fuck me!" "Anything for you boy." He said, shoving it into me hard. I cried out and grabbed the sheet he had on the bed. "Fuck boy, you just get tighter." He said, ramming me hard from behind. He had a hand on each side of me, pulling me back into him. "This is the best boy pussy I ever had." He was jabbing me harder and harder, I knew my eyes were watering from the pain, but I was loving it at the same time. Each thrust brought us both closer and closer to an explosive orgasm. "Damn, they're gonna hear you out on the road boy!" He said, slapping my ass. I realized I was almost screaming in delight, and buried my face deep into his pillow. It smelled of him, and only made me hornier. I yelped out, as he took one of his hands, and started to jerk me off. The other one still was spanking me every so often. "Yeah boy, I want to feel you cum while I'm inside you." He was leaning over me now, still thrusting hard as ever. "You gonna cum for me?" "Yes sir!" I cried out into his pillow. I wasn't far off from cumming, so I let him have complete control. I laid there, letting him pound away at me and jerk me off. "Oh god! Earl! OH!" I yelled out, cumming as he was still thrusting into me. I could feel my hole twitching around his tool, as jet after jet of sticky cum shot out over my stomach and the bed. "Now it's my turn boy!" He grunted, his body tensing up as I felt the first load splash inside of me. He pulled out after the first one, grunting and moaning, shooting another load onto my back. "Fuck." He said, pulling me down into an embrace, pulling my head back into a kiss. We rolled around on top of each other for a few more minutes, coating ourselves in the cum we'd sprayed everywhere. "Oh my god Matt. That was amazing." He said, holding me afterwards. "Yeah it was... too bad the truck smells like jizz and sex now." I laughed. "I'm not complaining." He said with a smirk. "We can wash it off in the morning." "Sounds good." I said, before curling up on his chest and falling asleep. ** The next day we woke up late. "Shit I have to get that delivery done!" Earl said. "Don't worry, we'll make it." I helped him out of bed, grabbed some clothes and towels for us both. "You may as well take those boxers home to your dad, and you can keep that thong." He said. "Thanks Earl, every time I wear it, I'll think of last night." "Well hopefully we can have a few more nights in it." He winked at me, and we went to shower. "I wish we had time to fuck again." Earl said, drying me off afterwards. "I wish we did too, but you do have to get that delivered..." I said, letting my hand stroke his cock a bit. "You fucker, you'll pay for that later." He smiled. The day was rather uneventful, Earl managed to make his delivery on time, and we were back in town late that night. "So when can I see you again?" I said as we drove onto my street. "Maybe sooner than you think... your daddy's home!" Dad was happy to see us, glad that I was taking an interest in the 'family business' as he called it. Earl was especially happy to see him, since they were going to go down to the bar for a while. I wished them well, and saw them to the door. Once they left I went downstairs and did a load of laundry (mostly dirty underwear from my trip), and went to bed. ** The next morning, I woke up and tossed on a shirt. I went upstairs to the kitchen, and saw Earl and dad sitting there having breakfast. Each of them was in a robe of dad's, Earl having the red silk one he'd worn for me a few days ago. "Crash here last night?" I asked him, grabbing myself a cup of coffee. "Actually son..." Dad started. "Earl is going to be staying here for a while, until he works things out with his wife." I gaped. "He's staying here?" I saw Earl wink out of the corner of my eye. "Yes son, down in the guest room next to yours." So not only was he in my house, but he was in the room next to mine? "That's great Earl!" I patted him on the back. "Show that bitch what she's missing!" The three of us laughed at that. "Actually Matt, I'll need some help later on moving some stuff over. Your dad has to head out again today, do you mind helping me?" "Not at all." I said. "My muscles are all yours!" Earl laughed, dad didn't seem to get it. After breakfast, dad was showered and on his way out for a few more days. I was downstairs with Earl, helping him get the guest room set up. It wasn't a bad room, a little smaller than mine, with a queen sized bed. "I think you're the first person that's actually going to use this room." I said. "I hope you'll be using it with me." Earl said, pinching my ass. He'd put on some jeans and a t-shirt, but I still was ready to jump him at any opportunity. "Why don't we go get your stuff?" I asked, grabbing his crotch. "Sounds good to me boy." He kissed me. "Let's go."