Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001 22:20:49 EDT
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: The Truck Driver and Tim

      This is a story about a trucker and a teenage boy that have sex
together, if you don't want to read it then get out.  The story is
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I know that at times I get long winded when writing these stories but
sometimes I think it is necessary to get the real emotional feelings of
the characters.  This type of story is not for everone.  As a matter of
fact sometimes I want to read a sex story that gets right to the sex.

      This could become the first chapter in a long story.

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			 The Truck Driver and Tim

	Hello, my name is Bill Smith and I am a trucker.  I have been
driving a big rig for over ten years now.  I haul just about anything, any
where it needs to be taken.  I'm your average forty five year old man with
about thirty pounds of extra weight that's mostly around my midsection.  I
stand about six feet and am nothing special to look at.  I'm the kind of a
person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.
	As I pulled into the truck stop I noticed the usual hikers,
cyclist, and general dead beats that frequent this type of establishment.
Nothing out of the ordinary as I pass by them on the way inside.  This is
one of those large truck stops that has the showers and locker rooms for
the truckers to use.  I decided to take a long shower, shave, and then get
something to eat before I start off on my long haul.
	I sat down to a big plate of pancakes, eggs, sausage, and toast.  I
notice a young fellow around twelve or thirteen seated in a booth eating a
donut and drinking a coke.  I figured his father was probably a trucker and
was taking care of his rig or something.  I turned back to my meal and
finished it without any interruptions.  I gathered my things, left a tip
and headed for the door.
	"Hey, mister."  The young boy I had noticed said, "Are you headed
west?"
	I looked at him and started to give him my pat response of , I
don't have passengers on my rig, when I noticed something in his eyes and
the way he acted.  It's that something you can't really put in words, like
when you see a puppy that is hungry and you just have to pet it.
	"Well, yeah, why do you ask?"  I responded.
	"I'm trying to get to my father who lives in California."  He said.
	"What are you doing here?"  I asked.
	He proceeded to tell me a story of how his parents split up, his
mother had custody of him and his father moved to California.  His dad had
sent him money several days ago to come and visit, but his mother had taken
the money and spent it on beer and drugs for a party with her boyfriend.
He had taken what money he had and left a note and started off for
California.  He had been riding with an old man for the last day or so.  He
had given him a ride to the truck stop, but was heading north from there.
	I listened to the story believing parts and discarding parts.  I
noticed that his clothes were clean and didn't look as though he had been
living in them for days.  His hair was at least combed.
	I sat down and decided to get more of the story from him before I
agreed to let him ride with me.  After several questions I was kind of sure
that the police and his mother wasn't after him.  But to be sure I had him
show me some kind of identification.  He handed my a school ID that had his
hometown on it.  I told him that I was going to check out his story.  If he
wasn't telling the truth I knew he would bolt for the door the minute I
turned my back.  I went to the pay phone and pulled out my phone card, but
looked back to see if he was still there.  He hadn't moved so I called the
police station in his home town and asked if they had a missing child by
the name Timothy Warren or just a missing child that fit his description.
	I was a little surprised that he was still there when I returned,
but the police said that they didn't have any reports that were even close
to his description.  The police did say that a woman and man had been
arrested for drug possession and her last name was Warren, but no mention
of a boy by that name.  I figured he didn't know and I wasn't going to tell
him.
	"Grab your stuff and come on."  I told him.
	As we walked to my rig I took a better look at him.  For a twelve
year old he was of normal height, he wasn't fat but was stoutly built.  He
came up to my shoulders and was generally a nice looking boy.  The bums and
hitch hikers gave him a bad look as they noticed him leaving with me.
	He climbed up into my rig and made comments on how large the inside
was.  He noticed the sleeper and how roomy it was.  He also noticed the
pictures of girls in different poses with no clothes on taped to the
ceiling of the sleeper.
	A little embarrassed at him seeing them, I reached up and closed
the curtain.  He sat down and put his belt buckle on and said, "I can pay
you a little for the ride."
	"Keep your money, you may need it later for something else."  I
said as I cranked up the engine and checked all the gauges.  We pulled out
as he settled back into the seat.  I could tell he was tired so I told him
how he could let the seat recline, which he did and within minutes was
asleep.
	We rode on for about four hours when he finally woke up.  He looked
around for a few seconds before he realized where he was.  He then looked
at me and said, "Are we going to stop anytime soon?"
	"Not for another hour, why?" I asked.
	"I have to go to the bathroom real bad."  He said as he grabbed
himself.
	"If you only have to pee, then look in my bag and get out that
plastic jug with the screw on lid."  I told him.
	He reached in and pulled the jug out then looked at me.
	"Now be careful but go ahead and pee in the jug and be sure to put
the lid back on tightly."  I told him.
	He wasn't too sure about this situation but I noticed he was in a
lot of pain, so he finally decided there was nothing else to do.  He
removed the lid from the jug and unzipped his pants.  He then unbuckled his
seat belt and leaned forward as much as he could.  He slid his dick into
the mouth of the jug and waited.  Nothing was happening and I could tell he
was getting embarrassed.
	"Have a case of stage fright?"  I asked.
	"What?"  He responded.
	"Stage fright is when a person freezes up when they walk out on
stage to perform, in this case it refers to your dick.  It came out to
perform but nothing is happening.  It happens all the time to people in
public restrooms, that's why you see some men go into stalls when there are
open urinals.  Nothing to worry about, just relax and wait," I
explained.
	A few seconds later he was peeing freely and let out a sigh.  He
placed the lid back on the jug and tightened it.  He looked over at me and
said, "Is that what you keep this jug for?"
	"Yeah, don't ever know when you have to go and sometimes I don't
feel like stopping especially on the side of the road or when the weather
is bad."  I said.
	"Good idea," was all he said as he laid back down.  He dozed back
off to sleep and slept for a couple more hours.
	He finally woke up as I was pulling into a truck stop.
	"How long has it been since you had a good sleep?"  I asked him.
	"Oh, a couple of days."  He said.  "The old man I was riding with
kept trying to fool around with me and I never could sleep unless he was
driving, I was too scared to sleep when he did."
	"I see, well let's get something to eat and then we can get back on
the road for a couple more hours."  I said as I was filling out my log
book.
	We went into the cafe and I ordered two cheeseburgers, two french
fries, and two cokes.  He looked at me and started to put his hand in his
pocket when I said, "Timothy, you don't have to pay for this, and besides
what name do you go by?"
	"Thanks, just call me Tim, that's what ever one else does."  He
said as he grabbed some napkins, straws, and a handful of ketchup.
	We waited for our order then sat down at a booth and started to
eat.  I looked at Tim and said, "You said that the old man tried to fool
around with you, exactly what did you mean?"
	I noticed him turning red as he lowered his head.
	"Hey, you didn't do anything wrong, just wondering what the old man
did?"  I said trying to put him at ease.
	Tim took a big gulp of his coke and said, "He grabbed me between my
legs and would rub around, tried to get me to do it to him.  One time
when I was asleep he had slid his hand inside my pants and was playing with
my dick.  I woke up and jerked his hand out of my pants.  That's when
he left me at the truck stop, I really don't know if he was going North or
not."
	We finished our meal and headed back to the truck when I remembered
the jug.
	"Better empty the pee jug."  I told him.
	He grabbed it and headed to the restroom and when he returned it
had been cleaned.  He crawled in the seat and looked back at the sleeper.
	"Can I get up there?"  Tim asked.
	"Yeah, but be sure to close the curtain, no one is suppose to be up
there while the truck is moving."  I told him as he climbed up and then
removed his shoes and tossed them in the seat.  I could hear him as he
stretched out and got comfortable.
	"This is great, " he said.  "Are these pictures of your
girlfriends?"
	He looked out the curtain as he heard me laugh.
	"No, those are just pictures I like to look at and dream about."  I
said.
	"Oh, you mean dirty pictures?"  he asked.
	"I guess some people would call them that."  I said as it got real
quiet and he said nothing more.
	For the next two hours I drove along listening to the radio and
occasionally hearing Tim move around in the sleeper.  When I pulled over I
could hear him crawling around and then he looked out to see what was
happening.  When he noticed we had stopped just off of the highway he said,
"Is something wrong?"
	"No, nothing wrong, just I have to stop for eight hours, it's the
law.  A trucker has to rest after so many hours or he can be fined if the
police stop him."  I explained.
	"Oh."  He said, "I guess you need to get up here then."
	"Yeah, I can do with a few hours of sleep."  I said.
	He climbed down and got in the passenger seat and I got into the
sleeper.  As I rolled over I found a spot that was wet and sticky, when I
noticed it I knew exactly what it was.  At first I started to scold Tim but
then thought better of it.
	"Which picture got you the hottest?"  I asked.
	Tim speaking before he thought, said, "The one with her ass
sticking out at you."  He then drew in his breath as he realized what the
had said.
	"How did you know," He asked.
	"Well you left a little something up here on the blanket," I said
as I turned and looked down at him.  He turned red in the face and looked
at the floorboard.
	"It's only natural, but I keep some paper towels above the pillow
to clean up such things."  I informed him.
	He raised his head up as he figured out that if I kept towels up
there then I probably did the same thing he had.
	I looked at him and said, "Yes, I jerk off up here too, don't know
of any man that doesn't especially a trucker.  Truckers have all that
time that they are driving to think about nothing but sex."  I continued.
"Why don't you come up here and lay down beside me and we can talk about
it."  I said.
	At first he wasn't wanting to move then he said, "Just talk?"
	"Yeah, just talk, besides I won't ever try anything that you don't
suggest first."  I said.
	He crawled up beside me and laid down on his back.  The sleeper was
plenty big enough for the both of us to lay on our backs and looked at he
pictures on the ceiling.
	"Now then you can ask me anything you want about anything."  I
said.
	He laid there for a few minutes and then asked if I was married or
had kids and all the general questions.  He then cleared his throat and
said, "How old were you when you started jerking off?"
	I had to think about it for a while because I really wasn't sure of
the exact age.  "Around nine or ten, of course at that time I couldn't have
left what you did up here."  I said.
	"How often do you jerk off?"  Tim asked.
	"That varies, some days not at all, others three or four times."  I
said.
	He seemed to accept the answers without any shock or amazement.
	"Which of the pictures do you like to look at when you jerk off?"
He asked.
	"Well , I have some magazines underneath the mattress that I
usually look at."  I replied.  "Now enough question for now, I have to get
some rest."
	I set the alarm clock and rolled over on my side and within a few
minutes was asleep.  The alarm went off and I rolled back over to cut it
off and noticed that Tim was not in the truck.  I looked around and saw
that his bag was still there when I heard the door quickly open.  He
climbed back in and saw me looking at him.
	"Had to pee and didn't want to wake you."  He said.
	"Fine."  I responded as I climbed down from the sleeper and pulled
on my boots.  We got settled in and were off down the road.
	"How long will it take to get to California?"  He asked.
	"At this rate about two days, also depends on where in California
your headed."  I said.  "I'm headed to San Diego which is on the southern
tip.  What town in California are you headed?"  I asked.
	"Eureka is where my father is working."  Tim said.
	I looked at him and told him to take the atlas out of the glove
compartment so we could see where Eureka was.  I told him how to look in
the back under California and find where on the map Eureka was located.  He
gave me a letter and then a number, and I told him how to locate the number
and letter on the map and then draw lines and where they crossed is where
Eureka would be or within an inch of the lines.  He did as I said and then
said that Eureka was located at the top of California.
	"Well then, you may have another day or two to go to get there
after I get to San Diego."  I told him.
	He looked sad when he heard this so I told him that I might be able
to carry him to Eureka, and he lighted up a little.
	We drove on for an hour or so until we came upon a truck stop that
had shower facilities.  As we got out of the truck I told Tim to bring his
bag so he could shower and change clothes.  As we got inside I noticed the
place also had a laundry room next to the showers, so I suggested we
combine our clothes and I could wash them.  He dropped all the clothes from
his bag and said, "They're all dirty."
	"Well then, here's what well do, you go take off the clothes you
have on, give them to me and I'll put them in the wash.  I have a t-shirt
and some gym shorts with a draw string you can wear until we get your
things washed and dried."  I said.
	He did as he was told and I got to see him naked for the first
time.  His body had started going through puberty.  He had a little hair
under each arm, just enough that you noticed.  There was a small patch of
pubic hair just above his dick.  His dick had started to grow and it and
his balls had gotten that darker color that they do when they start going
through puberty.  His dick was about three inches long and a little bigger
than my thumb.  He had been circumcised and had a head that was noticeably
larger than the shaft.  He was self conscious and tried to cover himself up
with his hands.  I told him to go ahead and take a long shower and the
clothes would be waiting for him when he got out.  I proceeded to put the
clothes in the washing machine and then headed into the shower.  The
showers had stalls with curtains and a person did have some privacy.
	Tim was in the last stall as I took the one next to him.  I took my
time and enjoyed the warmth of the shower.  When I had finished I noticed
Tim was drying off and had found the clothes I left for him.  The t-shirt
was a little on the large size for him and so were the shorts, but with the
draw string he was able to keep them up.  We went back to check on the
clothes just as the machine was cutting off.  We placed them in the dryer
and went to eat.  When we returned the clothes were dried and we folded
them and put them in our bags.  Tim changed into some of his own clothes
and we were on the rode again.
	I noticed that he wasn't trying to take a nap, but was squirming in
his seat.  I looked over at him and said, "Go ahead and get up there and
don't get anything on my magazines."
	He didn't say a word as he leaped into the sleeper and I could here
him rustling through the three or four magazines I had stored under the
mattress.
	For a while all I could hear was an occasional page being turned,
then I could hear his heavy breathing.  This went on for about ten minutes
until I heard a heavy sigh and then a lot of deep breathing.  He didn't
come down so I figured he had gone to sleep.
	When we stopped for lunch Tim was still sleeping.  I left him there
and went in to eat, on my way out I got a burger, fries, and a coke.  I
climbed back into the truck and started off.  After getting into some stop
and go traffic, Tim woke up from being tossed around.  When he looked out
the curtain I informed him he had slept through lunch but there was a
burger and fries in the sack on the seat.  He climbed down from the sleeper
and dug into the bag and started putting away the food.  I watched him as
he devoured the burger and fries and then I asked, "Well which magazine did
you like the most?"
	A little embarrassed at first, he hesitated before he answered,
"The one that showed the two men with the woman."
	"Oh, that one, I had almost forgot about it."  I said.  "Why that
one?"
	"I just got more excited when I saw the men's cocks along with the
woman, also had good close up shots of the woman with the man's dick in her
mouth."  Tim said.
	"I guess it is a little more stimulating when you see both sex
organs."  I said.
	"By the way how much sex have you had, I mean have you been with a
girl yet?" I asked.
	"No, did have a neighbor once that let me touch her down there, but
that was all."  Tim said.
	The conversation stalled and we rode on in silence until we stopped
around six o'clock for a meal and a rest stop.  We then rode on for another
hour until we came to a rest stop and I decided it was a good place to stay
for the night.  I climbed up into the sleeper and removed all my clothes
except my underwear.  Tim noticed but didn't say anything.  After a few
minutes he asked, "Can I join you?"
	"Sure , come ahead."  I said as I moved over to the side of the
sleeper.  Tim climbed up and removed all his clothing except his briefs.
He laid there for a few seconds and said, "Which of the magazines do you
like the most?"
	"I guess the one that shows both the men and women."  I said.
	"Can I ask you a question about one of the pictures?"  Tim asked.
	"Yeah, which one."  I asked.
	"The one where the man is inside the girl, but he also has the
other man's dick in his mouth."  Tim said as I noticed his briefs start to
tent up a little as he slid in close enough that our legs rubbed against
each other.
	"I know the picture, now what's your question?"  I asked as I tried
to shift myself so he couldn't see my underwear start to bulge.
	"Does it hurt to have a man's cock in your mouth?"  he inquired.
	"Don't think so, I believe that some people actually enjoy it, I
definitely have known some women who loved it."  I said trying not to let
him know if I had sucked a cock or not.
	"Why do you ask?"  I said trying to turn the conversation back on
him.
	"Well, I have dreamed about it, but never did it, was just
curious."  Tim said.
	"Dreamed about it, were you the one sucking or being sucked?"  I
asked as I noticed his cock was standing as tall as possible inside his
briefs.
	He thought for a second then said, "Both."
	"I notice your briefs are a little confining there, why don't you
just take them off."  I said as I removed mine.
	Tim just stared at my semi-hard cock and I saw his arm move as
though he was going to reach out and grab it, but then slid his briefs off
as his cock sprang up against his belly.  He had about five inches when
completely hard and I would say it was average in width.  He laid there not
saying a word when I looked at his face and could tell he was waiting for
me to do something.  I rolled over on my side and placed my hand on his
chest.  As I rubbed his chest and then down to his stomach, he closed his
eyes and moaned as his dick was throbbing.  He reached out with his hand
and grabbed my dick and started to pull on it.  I leaned forward until our
cocks were head to head and then pushed myself against him.  He threw his
arms around by back and pulled me on top of him. I started pushing gently
into him so that our dicks rubbed against each other.  His dick was leaking
pre-cum all over the both of us as I kept pushing.  He started breathing
deeper and then grunted as his dick shot cum between our bodies.  He
relaxed even though I was still hard.
	Tim's dick softened and his body went limp, he turned his head away
from me as though he was ashamed of what had happened.  I pulled his head
back around to me and said, "Did you do anything that hurt you or me?"
	"No."  he quietly said.
	"Did I force you to do anything or you force me to do anything?"
	"No." he said.
	"Then what's the problem, we both enjoyed it and it didn't hurt
either of us."  I said.
	"I know but I just feel ashamed."  Tim said.
	I grabbed him and pulled him on top of me and wrapped my arm around
him.  We just laid their as I rubbed his back and head.  My dick went back
to it's normal soft condition as I started to drift off to sleep.
	I woke up to that wonderful feeling a man gets when he is aroused
and something is rubbing on his dick.  I looked down and Tim had placed my
dick between his legs and was pumping his hips into me.  This caused my
dick to slid underneath his balls and between his thighs.  I reached up and
cupped his ass with my hands and pulled him in tighter, he picked up the
pace as his dick started rubbing against my belly.  I reached down and
pulled my dick forward so that it was sliding in the crack of his ass.  I
pushed his ass cheeks together and held my hand on the outside so that my
cock wouldn't slid out.  We kept at it for a few minutes until I felt my
cock pulse and shoot cum out the top of his ass crack.  It shot half way up
his back as I started rubbing it in with my free hand.  I kept pulsing and
pulsing until my dick finally went limp.  I had left a stream of cum from
the middle of his back that ran all the way down his crack and was running
off his balls.
	As Tim felt the first volley on his back he started to cum on my
belly. He was now sliding around as he spread the cum all over me and him.
	He closed his eves and slid off of me and laid there with his head
in my armpit and my arm rapped around his neck and resting on his chest.  I
took a couple of deep breaths and slipped off in dream world.
	When the alarm went off it woke both of us up as we looked down at
the dried cum on both our bodies.
	"We have definitely got to take a shower now."  I told him.
	Tim reached for his pants, but I told him to just put on the
t-shirt and shorts and not get his other clothes dirty.  I also just put on
a t-shirt and shorts and climbed down and fired up the truck.  We only had
to go about twenty miles before we saw a truck stop that had shower
facilities.  We pulled in and headed for the showers.  I noticed that these
showers also had stalls with curtains as we moved to the back one.  Since
no one was there I told Tim we would take a shower together.  We both
undressed and stepped in as I adjusted the water temperature.  I grabbed
the soap and told Tim to turn his back to me as I lathered him up and made
sure that I ran the soap and my hand in the crack of his ass.  I then
pushed him under the water and rinsed him off.  He took the soap from me
and started lathering up my back and shoulders, as he got down to my ass I
could tell he was not sure if he should touch my ass or not.  As his hand
got close to my ass I pushed back against him and he went ahead and
lathered it up.  He slowly let his fingers go inside the crack as I moved
up and down.  I turned around very quickly and he was now standing there
with his hands soapy and my dick sticking out at them.  He reached out and
started stroking before he even realized what he was doing.  He was just
mesmerized as he watched his hands and my cock.  He looked up at me and
then dropped down to his knees and kissed my dick.  He at first was just
tasting my dick to see if he liked it or not.  He then slid as much as he
could inside his mouth.  I moaned and started pumping my hips at his head.
He gagged a couple of times but didn't remove his mouth completely off my
dick.  I was about to cum when we both heard the sound of someone coming
into the shower area.  I was too far gone to just stop, but Tim was so
scared he pulled his mouth off my dick as I moaned my disapproval.  Tim
stood up as this huge man pulled the curtain back on the shower that we
were in.
	"Yea, thought I heard the moans of pleasure coming from in here."
He said.
	We both just froze not knowing what to say or do as this giant of a
man stood there nude in front of us.  He stood about six feet eight inches
and weighted near three hundred pounds.  He wasn't what you would call fat,
he was more of a mountain man type.  He stood there just looking at the two
of us with our hard dicks and said, "Mind if I join you?"
	We both just stood there as he walked in and grabbed both our dicks
and gave them a tug.
	"Which one was doing the sucking a few seconds before?"  He asked.
	Tim finally mumbled that he was.  The man picked him up and pulled
him up in his arms and gave me a big bear hug.  He looked right in Tim's
eyes and told him he wasn't going to hurt him.  He then picked Tim up over
his head until Tim's cock was level with his face, he then sucked Tim's
cock into his mouth and started pumping his mouth on it.  After a minute or
so he let Tim down and grinned at him.  Tim didn't know what to do but
noticed that the big man's cock had gotten hard so he reached out and
started pumping.  The man moaned his agreement with the treatment he was
getting.  He motioned for me to get closer as he said, "I need you to fuck
me up the ass, but we need to go to the locker room."  He reached down and
picked Tim up and cradled him in his huge arms like a baby.  He then leaned
over and sucked on Tim's cock as he carried him out of the shower.  I
followed along looking at the large bubble butt that was bouncing in front
of me.  We went into the locker room where there was a training type table
in one corner.  He walked over and continued to give Tim a blow job.  Tim
was about out of his mind from all the pleasure he was receiving.  The man
continued sucking and pumping on Tim's cock until Tim grabbed his head and
was blasting down the big man's throat.  I noticed the shocked look on
Tim's face and so did the other man.
	"His first time?" He asked looking at me.
	I just nodded as he grinned.  He turned back around and started
slowly sucking on Tim's cock until it was at full attention again.  He then
looked at me and told me to grab the vaseline under the table.  He then put
some on my dick and slid Tim around on the table to where he could put his
face in his crotch and he could lie across the end of the table.  He spread
his legs and motioned for me to get behind him.  I didn't have to be told
as I lined up behind him and pushed my dick all the way in.  He moaned and
then sucked Tim's dick all the way in his mouth.  He started bouncing his
head up and down as he pumped his ass back at me.  I grabbed around his
hips and pumped for all I was worth.  He was making animal like noises as
he was trying to swallow all of Tim's dick and balls as I fuck him up the
ass.  We kept this up for about two minutes when all at once his whole body
contracted and he shot cum on the floor beneath us.  His asshole clamped
down on my cock and I was cumming over and over.  When he finally relaxed I
slid my dick out and fell against him.
	"Hey, the kid is still hard, have to do something about that."  He
said as he stood up and practically picked me up and placed me on the
table.  He placed me face down and spread my legs and then started licking
my asshole.  He was pushing his tongue inside and running it all around.
After a few minutes of this he told Tim to get off the table.  He then
pushed a couple of vaseline covered fingers up my ass, the pain at first
was intense but vanished quickly.  When his fingers were moving in and out
easily he motioned for Tim to come to him.  He picked Tim up and placed him
on my back.  He grabbed a hold of Tim's cock and lined it up to my asshole
and pushed down on Tim's ass.  I felt Tim's dick as it slid in without any
trouble.  At first Tim just laid there, then the man took a finger and
pushed into Tim's asshole.  This caused Tim to push forward to try to get
away from the man's finger, but all it did was drive Tim's dick further up
my ass.  Tim pulled back and then pushed back in, he didn't need any more
prodding as he started picking up speed.  The man moved around to the top
of the table and pushed his dick at my mouth.  I opened my mouth without
even giving it a second thought.  He pushed it in as far as he could and
then held my head in place as he started fucking my face.  Tim was watching
and had started pumping even faster.  The man was watching Tim and as Tim
was getting faster so was he.  Tim let out a loud grunt as his balls
emptied into my asshole.  As the man noticed this he also started cumming
in my mouth.  I swallowed but was unable to get all the cum as some of if
poured out onto the table.  Tim collapsed on my back and the big man
collapsed on top of both of us.  We laid there for a few seconds when the
big man said, "We better get cleaned up before someone comes in on us."
	We walked back to the showers as Tim and the big man went into one
shower I went into the next one.  I could here Tim and the big man as Tim
started sucking his cock.  The big man was telling him how to use his lips
to cover his teeth, and then told him how to place the dick at the back of
his throat and swallow as he pushed the dick in.  I had completely showered
off and stepped around in time to see Tim take his first mouthful of cum.
He was having a hard time as he was trying to swallow all the cum that was
gushing into his mouth.  I just stood there and took in the show.  When the
huge man was spent he reached down and picked Tim up and placed a big kiss
on his mouth.  I could tell that the big man was running his tongue all
around inside Tim's mouth.  At first Tim just looked at him and then
through his arms around his neck and responded to the kiss.
	They stepped into the shower and I watched as the huge man gave Tim
a complete bath with his soapy hands.  When he was through he reached down
and kissed Tim on the lips and said, "Thanks, I hope I run into you two
again."  He turned around and started washing himself off.  We went back to
the locker room, dried off, and dressed without saying a word.  We went to
the rig, climbed in, and drove off with big grins on our faces.  I was
thinking wait until tonight.