Date: Thu, 09 Sep 2010 14:06:44 -0400 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Truck Stop Ricky (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2010 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Truck Stop Ricky By Wolf My family lives close to the interstate highway. There is a state built truck rest stop just off of the highway. It is a paved parking lot that allows vehicles to pull off the highway and allow the drivers to get some rest before continuing a long drive to the next town that would have all of the amenities. It didn't even have a restroom. The drivers simply walked off into the woods to relieve themselves. I am a fifteen-year-old and very curious about the difference between adult men's dicks from my own. I had been riding my bike near the area before and seen men getting out of their trucks and walking off into the woods to reliving themselves. I had been close enough to see that some of their cock looked like large versions of my own, others had skin covered the knob. I found that strange. I had assumed that all males were circumcised at birth. I began to frequent the area in hopes of seen more men peeing. A couple of months ago I rode my bike over to the place. I saw a white tractor trailer parked by itself. I walked back through the woods on the trail until I saw a really big man standing alongside the trail peeing on a tree. I wanted to get a better look. I left the trail and moved through the woods to approach him. When I thought I had a good vantage point where he would see or hear me, I saw that he was holding onto a dick much bigger than the few other dicks I had see. I was embarrassed when the man said, "Hey boy, what are you doing hiding in the woods? Are you spying on men peeing? , "I was just out riding my bike and had to pee!" I'm sure I said it lamely. The big man had that monstrous cock dangling between two fingers and shook it when he finished peeing. He asked, "Have you ever seen the inside of a big rig before?" I said, "No!" He stuffed his cock back in his pants and zipped them up as he turned to walk back down the trail towards the parking lot. He told me to follow him. I rushed back to my bike and followed him down the trail. When we reached his white rig I laid my bike on the pavement while he stepped up on the running board and opened the passenger door. He reached down and offered his hand to help me get up onto the running board. He pushed me up into the cab by placing his hand on my butt. The spacious cab allowed us plenty of room to pass between the two big hydraulic captain's chairs back through the cab to the sleeper cab. He told me, "Do you want to see my TV and DVD?" When we were in the sleeper he had me sit on the bed and he got on the bed behind me. That placed me against the wall behind him. That was when I became concerned because there was no way out. He was so much bigger than me, there was no way I could overpower him. I have to say he stunk. He must have been in those clothes for more than a day. He hadn't shaved or bathes in days. I wanted to get out of the truck at that point but was afraid to say anything. He turned on the TV and DVD with a remote control. When the screen came to life there were two naked men. The truck driver started rubbing the front of his pants with the palm of his big hand. I could see that his fingernails were dirty. When he looked at me I got very scared. There was no way for me to escape. The man unfastened his pants and lifted his butt up off of the bed to pull his pants down. When he laid back down his huge fat cock was lying against the crease between his body and his right leg. His cock had a thick layer of skin that covered the end of his cock. I had never seen one just like that one before. He told me, "Put your mouth over this!" I shook my head, no. He grabbed me by the back of my head with one hand and with the other he was holding his cock upright. He wiped the head of his cock back and forth against my lips until the foreskin retracted and I felt the wet knob rubbing against my lips. That was when I became aware of the musky awful smell, and noticed the white, nasty tasting, stuff under the foreskin. He shoved my head down his shaft until I swear it went down my throat. I was thrashing around trying to free myself for that monster. When I was about to suffocate he let go of the back of my head. I sat up on my knees and got on all fours. I tried to scramble over his body for the exit. He grabbed me and pulled me back down on the bed by my shorts. He pulled them down roughly. He grabbed me by the waist like a gorilla and forced me face down into the dirty smelly sheet. While holding me down he reached for a jar of Vaseline and smeared some all over his big cock. He rolled his huge 300 pound body over on top of me. I was being pressed into the firm mattress by his weight. There was no escape as his fat cock was wedged between the cheeks of my ass. It was pressed against my asshole. Nothing was happening at first. He put all his weight on his toes and hand like he was about to do a pushup and drove his cock inside of me. It hurt more than anything I could remember. I screamed as load as I could, but my scream was muffled by the dirty mattress. There were no vehicles anywhere close enough to be heard. He took one of those dirty hands and covered my mouth. He was pulling my head back with every thrust into my ass. I thought he was going to break my neck. I was crying like a baby. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. He was fucking me like a crazed animal, ripping my ass with every thrust. Then he began to pulling his beer can size cock all the way out of my hole and ramming it all of the way back in. Every thrust was ripping the tinder skin in my asshole. I was screaming in pain with every thrust. The more I kicked and struggled the wilder it made him. He was enjoying hurting me with his fat cock. He fucked me for what seemed like forever. Eventually he lifted his massive body off of me and sat back on his knees with his half hard dick dangling down with the foreskin pulled back and head of his cock exposed, covered with brownish red clumps covering the end. It shocked me to realize that it was my blood and the other stuff in my rectum. He pointed at the cab door and told me, "Get the fuck out! You better not tell anybody about this, or I will ding you and take care of you!" I pulled my shorts up and scrambled for the exit. I picked up my bike but it hurt too much to sit down on the saddle. I rode home standing up. When I got home and made my way to the bathroom I discovered that my underpants were saturated with my blood. There was also some traces of cum and shit. I destroyed the underwear before my parents got home by burning them. I bleed every time I wiped my butt for several days after that. Now when I'm in bed I think about what happened to me, while I jack-off. I think about returning to the truck stop and finding another truck driver to do that to me again. I wonder if I could find that white truck again. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com