Date: Fri, 23 Aug 2002 10:11:34 -0400 From: Mike Kliewer Subject: Trucker's Load - Part 4 Trucker's Load - Part 4 By Michael Kliewer bearly1dawg@hotmail.com All rights reserved by writer. No part of this material may be copied, or used in any way without express written permission from the writer. All legal issues regarding this kind of material apply. Ok, so if that was Ted walking into the Diner, what was he doing all the way out here? Curious minds were about to find out. To say I was starving after that steamy shower scene would be an understatement. So, walking as a casually as I could, with a sore hole, I made my way to the diner. Like most truckers haunts this was a little greasy spoon, with little in the way of décor, but lots in the way of masculine atmosphere. Every type of trucker imaginable comes ambling through those glass doors. Most just want a cup of fresh coffee to keep them going, others are there to socialize with friends, and then there is the type I look for, the horny type. Being late in the evening at this point, the joint was not overly crowded. I stood just a moment to see if I could see Ted, but had no luck. I was beginning to think I imagined the whole thing. Well I was hungry anyway, so I sat down at a booth that gave me a great vantage point of the whole room. Even after having my hole pumped in the shower, I was aching for more. Always seems to be the way with me, once dick has penetrated my hole, I want another one as quickly as possible to replace it. The bubble haired waitress came by took my order and quickly left...thank god. Nothing so depressing is having some older, trailer trash woman coming onto you, just because you look like I do. Is there some book out that says this is what a gay man looks like and this is what a straight man looks like? From my limited gay experience, I can personally attest to the fact that not all gay men are alike. Just look at the guys I have been with in this recently, a policeman, a mechanic, and two truck drivers. Masculine, and but all of them. I don't think anyone would suspect them of loving cock, and that is why I like them I guess. While I was waiting for my burger, I decided to go to the men's room and check it out. I walked down the hall and into the men's room, which was surprisingly large. At the far end were three stalls, and on the wall to the right a large trough urinal. The sinks were on the opposite side. Immediately I noticed that someone was occupying the middle stall. I checked underneath the door and spotted a pair of running pants, and some white Nike's. I knew exactly to whom they belonged as well. My stomach started having butterflies, as my heart started racing. I walked to the end stall, and closed the door. I unzipped my jeans, and pulled them down to my ankles. I sat on the cold seat, and sprang an instant boner. To my amazement someone had cut a nice glory hole into the side of the stall wall adjoining the middle stall. I bent down slightly to peek through and see what the man next door was up to. There, in my sight was the biggest piece of meat I have ever seen. It was a good 11 inches long and at least 5 inches around. The hand that was stroking it could barely reach all the way around it. I often wondered what was in those shorts he wore to the gym the most I ever got was the sight of his cock head. That alone made me sure his cock was big, but this was more than I imagined. Ted was definitely into his "work out", but I could tell he was shifting to see who had entered the stall next to him. I leaned back in order to give him a better view of my hard cock. I stroked it nice and slow and also played with my balls. I was loved giving him a show. All of a sudden he put two fingers to the hole to indicate he was interested. HOLY SHIT! Ted was into sucking cock. I stood up, positioned my cock head at the hole, and pushed through. A warm pair of soft lips that sucked my cock head in immediately welcomed me. He apparently moved to kneel on the floor, and his lips and tongue were tentatively making love to my cock. Ted's tongue danced across my mushroomed head, and pierced my piss slit. I was precumming a great deal, so he was rewarded with my sweet pre-juice. His urgency increased as he deep throated my dick. I was swallowing my sword like a skilled side show act. He would let my cock slide out of his throat, and then lick the underbelly of my shaft. He then would take and shove that monster deep into his gullet with ease. He was definitely hungry. I was enjoying this too much, I felt as though I would cum any minute. Just then we both heard the door to the bathroom open, and we scrambled to resume positions. I could hear the definite heavy footsteps of some guy walking over to the trough urinal. I decided to make a retreat back to my table, before the waitress began to wonder if I was stiffing her. As I walked out of the stall, I looked over at the new arrival. From the back he had a strong back, and an ample ass that stretch his jeans nicely. He had thick thighs, and stood with his feet apart. He balanced himself on the wall with his left hand, and held is cock with his right. He turned his head, and his body slightly as I walked past. There was a grin on his face, that read loud and clear he knew the score. I would have liked to have stayed in there, but didn't want to make anyone suspicious about what was going on in there. I was still very new to all this, and figured discretion was best. I walked back to my seat, and almost immediately the waitress had my order on the table. "Thought you left honey, but sure am glad your still here", she smiled and winked as she left my table. A slight chill ran up my back as I watched here exaggerate the swing in her walk. I am sure some man found her appealing, but to me she was just the waitress. I ate my food as quickly as possible, all the while keeping my eye on the bathroom corridor. From my vantage point I could see who went down the hall, and whether they came out quickly or not. I left Ted and the other guy in there just a short time ago, but neither had come out since. Luckily the waitress left the check with my food, and as I finished, I dropped twenty dollars down, and quickly made for the bathroom. I hoped no one was noticing, but I had to get back and see what was going on. The curiosity was killing me. I hurried back in and noticed that the guy at the urinal was now in the stall closest to the windows, and the tell tale signs were there that the guys had quickly resumed starting positions. I made my way to the stall that I occupied earlier, dropped my pants, and looked through the hole. >From my vantage point I could see Ted stroking his amazing cock, and it was now slick with either spit or precum. I could only just see through the hole in the other wall, but could see the movement of the guy stroking his cock as well. After a minute or so of silence, I heard Ted move back to his kneeling position. Looking through the glory hole, I could tell that he was sucking the cock of the other guy. His head bobbed up and down in a furious pace, and he was making load-smacking noises. My cock was dripping in excitement, and I wanted to feel his mouth on my cock again too. I stood and pushed my cock through the hole. It took just a moment, and then I felt his large paw start to stroke my dick. He wrapped his hand around my prick and methodically stroked it. Then just as suddenly I felt his tongue lick around my cock head. Then his lips parted and engulfed my shaft. I gasped audibly, and was in heaven. Ted took his turns between my cock and the other guys cock. The though of which had me hungry. All of a sudden I heard the door to the other stall open. I leaned over and could see through the crack in the door the other guy leaning against the trough urinal, dick in hand and waiting. I then felt Ted move off my dick. I pulled my cock back out and looked down into the hole. There for the first time I saw his face; he smiled, and told me to come out into the main area of the bathroom. I opened the door and followed. My eyes met those of the trucker, and he grinned. I walked over to him, and without much being said kissed him deeply. He wrapped his big left arm around me and pulled me close into him, and responded. Ted was again on his knees, but this time with his shirt and pants off. I felt him take both my cock and that of the truckers and attempt to suck them at the same time. He must have stretched his mouth wide to accommodate both my cockhead and that of the other man. He would alternate between cocks, a few strokes of his warm mouth and throat on each. As the trucker and I kissed, he moved his hand down my muscled back and too my smooth jock butt. His rough hands squeezed my cheeks, and his fingers found my crack. I moved a bit closer so that his probing would hit my hole. His index finger encircled my used pucker, and the electric charge went into my head. My asshole was pulsating hoping to be filled again. His teasing was working me well. But I wanted a bit of Ted as well. There was this muscle god, on his knees, worshipping cock - my cock. I wanted to taste him as well. I wanted to lick his ripe pits, I wanted to eat his sweaty hole, and I wanted him to gag me with his monster cock. I broke free of the trucker, and joined Ted on the floor. He stopped sucking the trucker's thick tool, looked into my eyes and kissed me. His breath was warm, his tongue excited, and I could taste the slight trace of cock on his tongue. We both started to work on the trucker's thick tool. First Ted would deep throat it, and then pull off and I would go down on it. Then Ted would work his cock, and I his balls. It must have been a sight for this man, two muscled guys worshipping his cock. We could tell we were making him happy. He pulled both our heads away from his crotch and demanded that we help him out of his jeans and boots. I started to unlace his left boot and Ted his right. We then assisted in helping pull off his jeans, and shorts. He stripped off his t-shirt, and turned around exposing his hairy ass to us. He leaned over, and then ordered us to clean his sweaty hole. Ted and I both spread his cheeks to inspect our target. Not only were his cheeks covered in hair, but also his crack was a forest of black curly hairs dense as could be. His pink hole was barely visible through the jungle of hair. The man was not lying when he described his crack as hot and sweaty. From the warm musky scent emanating from his crack, he had been sitting for a while. Ted allowed me the first swipe, and pulling the trucker's cheeks apart, I ran my rough tongue up the crack of his ass. The acrid taste of salty sweat, and man musk was delicious. In all my fantasies about eating a man's ass, this one came closest to being perfect. The hairs tickling my tongue, the scent of the man coming off of him, the taste of his hole lingering in my mouth. I hungrily slurped his hole a couple of times, and then allowed Ted to take his turn. The trucker cursed in appreciation of our work. "God damn you cocksuckers know how to eat hole, best damned work I have ever felt" Ted and I continued our probing of his hole with our tongues and our fingers. His hole was tight, and it resisted, but the more we worked it with our mouths and tongues, the more relaxed his got. The trucker then turned around and presented his cock for more work. Ted took lead, and not to be out done, I lay down on the floor and moved to suck on Ted's throbbing dick. It was wider than I had seen any cock, and there was no way I could take it all down at once, but I was doing my level best to take as much as I could. He leaned into my throat and began thrusting in and out of my mouth. He kept his rhythm going on the trucker's dick at the same time. Ted tasted wonderful. This was a dream come true. From the first time I met Ted, I wanted him, and now I did. The trucker then demanded that we get up cause he was going to fuck one of us. In my mind I hoped it would be me, but apparently he had his sights set on the massive globes of Ted. I was not too sure Ted would take it, but he was more than willing to try. The trucker told me to stand up in the urinal and let Ted suck my cock while he fucked him. I had never done anything quite like this before, but I was beginning to enjoy the wonders of bathroom sex. I did as I was told, and stepped into the trough and leaned back against the wall. Ted got into position in front of me, and began to suck my cock, and lick my balls. The trucker dug into his pants and produced a small vile of lube. He poured it onto his hands and then worked it into Ted's hole. Ted moaned as the rough trucker's hands probed his hole, spreading as much lube into it as possible. The trucker then produced a condom. He quickly broke the package open, removed the condom, and rolled it down on his cock. He then grabbed Ted's ass cheeks and spreading them apart, aimed his cock head at his hole. He guided his weapon to its target, and when it hit, Ted moaned in submission. I could tell that there was some pain, but he concentrated on eating my cock, and relaxed. The trucker stood still for a moment, wanting Ted to become accustomed to his cock. Once he saw the tension leave the jock's back, he pushed forward sinking the remainder of his cock into Ted's tight hole. The trucker was not gentle with his fucking. He grabbed Ted's waist and began to pummel his hole. Thrust after violent thrust was perpetuated upon this man. "Take my fucking pole faggot!" "Yeah open you man pussy for my hot cock" The trucker was into this scene, and the sight of him fucking a hot muscle stud was making him hot. "Yeah your sloppy hole has been fucked a lot, hasn't it boy?" He asked. Ted pulled off my dick for an instant and responded with "Yes, Sir" "My hole is to be used by men, Sir" The military cadence shocked me a bit, but made me understand as well. Ted had been a Marine before coming to the college. He built his body in the Corps, and he found his sexual calling there as well. He knew how to serve men and his country. As the trucker continued his unbridled assault on Ted's ass, Ted was making sweet love to my cock. He enjoyed sucking dick and it showed. I was fucking rocked with the whole scene. I was horny and about ready to pop. Ted's mouth was expert at working man dick, and he had me on the verge several times, but each time he would pull back. The truckers cursing became louder, and he announced he was about to shoot his load. The trucker's eyes and mine met, he smiled, and then forced himself deep into Ted. He cried out in release as his cock shot its load into the latex reservoir. I could feel Ted's body tense, and push back against the man at his hole. He wanted that cum to shoot deep into him. The trucker was sweating profusely, and drops landed on Ted's muscled back. In exhaustion the trucker leaned down and lay across Ted's back. He slowly let his cock soften, and then rising, pulled out. He slapped Ted's ass cheeks, which produced a sound that echoed against the walls. "Damn boy you sure do know how to throw a trucker a hot fuck". Ted stood, and just said, "Thank you, Sir". The trucker quickly dressed, splashed some cold water on his face and left. But Ted and I were not finished yet. I wanted him inside me, and I think he knew it. "Dude, you want it here or do you want to go back to my place?" Ted asked. "Here and now" was all I said. Ted helped me down out of the trough, and pulling me close kissed me with such tenderness. His big arms wrapped around my body and help me tight, as our tongues explored our mouths. He let his hands explore my body as we kissed. He lingered only slightly at my hardened cock, but then moved around to my ass. His big hands massaged and caressed my bubble butt. His actions felt like a blind man reading brail. He explored my cheeks, touching them lightly, almost in perceptively. Each pass of his hands sent shivers into me. I broke the kiss, and stared into this big man's eyes. It was a look of need, of want, of surrender. He wanted to watch as he fucked me. So I lay down on the cold floor, and lifted my knees to past my shoulders. He knelt behind me and paused. He stared into my eyes, and then recognizing surrender, he pushed his cock at my hole. My hole was sore and swollen from my earlier fuck in the showers, but his entrance was easier. Having been stretched and manipulated, my hole easily accepted his cock. The pain was still there, and the soreness was piqued by the intrusion, but the was no resistance. I didn't know how much of him I could take, or for how long, but I wanted it. I wanted it more than anything I could ever imagine. He held himself inside me and watched my face for reactions. I closed my eyes, and lulled my head from side to side. He then pushed into me further. I reacted by pushing my hole out, and felt as though my ass hole had a mind of its own. Soon I felt completely full, but knew there was more to come. Ted pulled out with his cock, and my ass lips followed with a vice grip on his shaft. He then pushed back in with a little more effort to go deeper, and he did. Soon I felt his cock head at my second sphincter, that inner door to a deeper place of sexual consciousness. He pushed, but I reacted with fear. He held his ground, and softly reassured me. "Don't be scared stud, I will make sure it feel good." "Just relax and let your mind go there with me" I looked into his handsome face, and I saw no sarcasm. He was serious. Ted wanted me to mentally go to that place with him, enjoy the experience of letting him in. I nodded, and closed my eyes. I mentally relaxed and tried to visual where he was. I let my mind wonder down to my ass, and mentally envisioned my ass tunnel. I conjured up the image of the soft, velvety walls of my ass, the heat coming from my body, the feel of the blood coursing through my veins around his prick. I could see the restricted entrance to my inner soul, and his slick cock head waiting patiently. With out any verbal clues, I relaxed and pushed down hard with my guts onto his cock. At the same time he thrust with his hips, and he broke through. My head shot with a bolt of white heat, as the searing pain ran through me. But I caught my breath and continued to surrender. Suddenly the pain disappeared, and a calm came over me. Ted never let up his force upon my being, and the more I relaxed the deeper he was able to go, until I could feel his pubes against my balls. I was impaled with his monster cock. All eleven inches of hard man meat was now deep inside this quarterback's ass. If only my father could see me now, what would he think? Here his boy was a cocksucker, and a slave to having his butt fucked. But what did that matter now? I had a jock cock master, manipulating my very soul with his tool, and I loved it. Ted then started to piston his hips, each thrust punching my insides with his steely member. I grabbed my legs and tried to open myself wider for him. Once into the action, Ted lost all control, and like an animal was rutting into me. There were moments of shear pain, which were accented with pure pleasure. Never had I known what the fine line was until now. I wanted him to possess me, to be in me forever. I had never known how complete a person could feel until now. There was magic in this moment, that allowed to beings to meld into one. I wanted him deeper; I wanted him to take what was open to him, and to use it. I screamed for him to fuck me, I didn't care that I was lying flat on my back in a men's room, I wanted him to fuck me. He took his cue, and with full control forced his cock into me. He thrust his hips hard and fast, allowing his cock to slide effortlessly into my gaping hole. I was opened as never before, and bore down each time I felt him enter me. I wanted to show this man how much his cock meant to me, how fulfilled I was as a man with him inside me. I knew from the first time I felt cock enter my hole, that I would never be complete without it again. No matter what else there was in my life, I knew that having a man's cock in me would make me happy. Ted tore me up. He lifted my hips up so that I was at almost a right angle to the floor. Then in a move that still has me baffled, he turned himself around, so that he was facing away from me and continued to fuck. I felt his cock turn inside me, and it made me scream. I was in pig heavy. This final turn of events must have been his ending, as his breath became shallow, his thrusts harder, and his cursing worse. He swore at my hole, he swore at me for being such a hot fuck, and then he swore as he shot his juice into my ass. I felt his cock swell inside me, and the jerk as the first shot of cum was released. I felt his cum pour into my guts, and I thought it would never end. From my perspective he kept coming and coming. His body shook as he released himself into my aching ass. He stood perfectly still as he allowed the final shiver to pass through him. He then gently extracted himself out of me, and like a vacuum, my ass hole made a loud pop. Ted then helped me to lower my body and rest it on the floor. My back hurt, my hole was on fire, and my cock was not yet spent. Instinctively he lay down beside me and took my cock into his mouth. He began to slowly suck my wanting cock, and as it hit the back of his throat, I exploded. He hungrily accepted my cum, and waited for me to finish. Exhausted, and sore we lay there on the cold floor of the bathroom. I don't know how much time had past, but I am sure the patrons of the diner were wondering what was going on in there. I had to laugh at the situation, and Ted asked what was so funny. I said that it just struck me as funny how two men could rut like pigs in a restaurant bathroom and remain undisturbed. He let out a loud laugh, and said, "Well, the head waitress here is my aunt, and whenever she sees me coming, she put an out of order sign on the men's room door". "How'd she know we would be in here?" I asked. He said that the trucker probably tipped her off, and that is why we got away with it. Ted and I cleaned up as well as we could and were about to leave. He pulled me to him and kissed me. "I've wanted to do that for weeks now", he said. "Then why haven't you?" "Well I wasn't sure you were into it," he explained. I laughed and asked, "Does this count as being into it?" Yeah I guess it does at that. Ted and I walked out and as we did, he took the out of order sign down. We walked to the waiter's station and handed back the sign to the bubble haired waitress who served me. "See you later Aunt Crissy, and thanks!" Ted said as we walked out. I turned to my muscled friend and asked "What now?"