Date: Wed, 1 Aug 2012 15:47:20 -0700 (PDT) From: Hot for Dads Subject: Trucking-With-Dad-Part-4 (gay/incest) This is fiction. Don't read it if you're not old enough, if m/m stories offend you, or if you don't want to know about a grown son getting to know his father in every way. On the other hand, if that's what you're looking for, here it is... PART 4 My self-made protein breakfast had been great, but by noon, I was starving for some real food. My bladder was about to burst again too. So I was really relieved when my Dad pulled the truck down an exit ramp off the interstate. I could see a small town in the distance, but sitting all by itself right at the end of the ramp was a small truckstop and diner. "Not much, but the food's good," said my dad. "Fine with me. I'm so hungry I could eat anything!" "Me too," he said. I took a quick look over at Dad, but he'd made the comment with a straight face. I figured I was reading way too much into his comments. There were a couple cars parked near the diner, but there was a separate lot for trucks. Dad parked beside the only other truck in the lot. "You go on in and get us a table," Dad said. "I'll be right in." "What are you doing?" "I just need to check on some things. Go ahead and order me a burger or something." "Okay." I climbed out of the truck and headed over toward the diner. ***** As I entered the diner, a waitress came over to greet me. "One?" "No, two. My dad will be in in a minute." "Well, sit anywhere you want." "Thanks. This is fine," I said sitting in a booth by the front window. The waitress put down two menus on the table and turned to walk away. "Do you have a restroom?" "Down the hall," she said, pointing at a narrow hallway over by the kitchen and walking away. "Thanks," I said and hurried over to the hallway. "Oh, and we'll just have two burgers with fries." "You got it." ***** It turned out to be a really small restroom with hardly enough room to turn around. There was a sink by the door, and across from the door was the one urinal and the one stall. I hurried over to the urinal, unzipped, pulled out my dick, and let loose with a stream of piss blasting against the back of the urinal. I heaved a big sigh of relief and let the stream dwindle. Once I'd finished pissing, I shook off the last few drops, gave it a couple of tugs for fun, and then put it back in my pants. As I turned to the sink to wash my hands, the stall door opened and a man emerged. I glanced up in the mirror and took him in as quickly as possible. He was a beefy guy with a great tan, a thick head of salt-and-pepper hair, and a bushy black moustache. Our eyes locked in the mirror, and I quickly looked down at my hands. The stranger sauntered over and leaned against the door. "Sounded like you really needed a rest break there," he said. "Yes." "Yep, things can build up when you're out on the road." "I guess," I said as I finished washing the soap off my hands and turned away to the paper towel dispenser. "You should check first," he said. "What?" "No towels." "Oh, shit," I said as I turned back toward him with my dripping wet hands held out in front of me. "Let me help you with that," he said with a big grin on his face as he stepped forward and took hold of me by the wrists. "Umm..." "Relax." He tilted my hands down and started rubbing them against the front of his jeans. I couldn't break eye contact and was surprised when he winked at me. That's when I looked down and realized that he'd left his belt unbuckled and his jeans open when he came out of the stall. I quickly looked up and tried to pull my hands away. "One good turn...," he said and maneuvered my right hand inside his jeans. Even through his underwear I could feel the heat from his cock. He continued to press my hand further in and down until I had his balls cupped in my hand. "Maybe if you rubbed your hand around, it would dry faster," he said with a chuckle and released my right wrist. After a brief pause, during which he raised a questioning eyebrow, I started to massage his balls in my hand. He responded with "Nice" and then lifted my free hand to his lips. He began blowing on my free hand as I released his balls and pulled my right hand back up to explore the outline of his thick cock. I let out a groan when he suddenly leaned in and sucked the middle finger on my left hand into his mouth. That got my own dick rock hard in an instant. He continued sucking on my finger as he released my wrist and brought his own fingers up to my mouth. I quickly licked my lips, and he winked at me again. Without another thought, I leaned forward and sucked his finger into my mouth. He leaned back against the door and closed his eyes. I continued to suck on his finger while he sucked on mine. I pulled my other hand back out of his jeans, found the waistband of his underwear, and worked my hand in to take hold of his dripping cock. It was his turn to moan, and he did! But at the same time, he released my finger from his mouth. "Shit, you're good." "Mmmmm" was all I could say as I continued sucking his finger and working his cock. He began pulling his finger away from my mouth, but I didn't want to give it up. Instead, I leaned further into him and followed the movement of his finger. Before I knew it, I was on my knees, still sucking his finger but with his free hand on top of my head. Suddenly, he pulled his finger out of my mouth. "No," I almost yelled. "Don't worry, I've got something better for you to work on." With that, he hitched his hands in the top of his jeans and underwear, shoved them down, and freed his cock and balls. I quickly wrapped my hand around his cock and looked at the dripping head. He placed his hands lightly on either side of my head, smiled, and said, "Give you any ideas?" "One." "Then go for it." I slowly leaned in and flicked my tongue against his piss-slit. The first taste of his pre-cum was like nectar, and I was hooked immediately. He groaned, and I opened my mouth to take the head of his dick in. I swirled my tongue around the head while I started moving my fist slowly up and down his shaft. I was quickly rewarded with more sweet pre-cum and more moans from the stranger. "Take it!" he said as he suddenly took a firm grasp on either side of my head and shoved his cock all the way into my mouth. I nearly gagged, but he pulled out quickly, and I recovered. He then shoved back in, and I gagged again. "Relax; you'll enjoy it more," he said as he began to piston fuck my mouth with his thick cock. I did my best to relax, and soon my throat was massaging his dick as he plunged it in and out, in and out, in and out. "Damn, you've got a hot mouth. I don't know how much longer I can last." All I could do was hum my consent. "Mmmmm." "Oh fuck. Do that again." "Mmmmmmmmmmmm." "Jesus!" he yelled as he shoved his dick down my throat and held it there. "Keep it up!" "Mmmmmmmmmmmm." "It's a fucking hot vibrator. I don't know where you learned that, but fuck!!!" "Mmmmmmmmmmmm." "Oh, oh, oh, it's cumming, it's cumming." He quickly went back to fucking my mouth fast and hard. In and out, in and out. "My balls," he said. "Play with my balls!" I took a firm hold on his balls and massaged them as he fucked my mouth. "Oh shit, I'm almost there. Pull on them. Pull!" I tugged gently but firmly on his balls. "That's it. That's it. Oh fuck. I'm cumming. Jesus H. Christ. Here it cums. Fuck!" He thrust his hips forward, his cock went down my throat, and he started shooting. I could feel his cock pulsing in my throat. But I wanted to taste his cum! So I pulled back until only the head was in my mouth. I sucked gently on the head as it drooled out the remnants of his load. I even wrapped my fist firmly around his cock to work out every drop I could. "Mmmmmmmmmmm." "Oh shit," he moaned as he jerked wildly before pushing my head off his dick and falling back against the door. I let out a sigh and licked my lips before slowly standing up. My knees almost buckled under me, but the stranger grabbed my arms to steady me. "Looks like it took as much out of you as it did out of me," he said with a smile. "I'd say it was worth it." "Definitely. You okay?" "Oh, yeah. My legs just--" "No, I meant are you okay? You need some help?" he said nodding toward my hard dick still in my jeans. "Oh, no. I mean, yeah, but I don't. Can't. I don't have time." "That's too bad." "You can say that again," I said with a laugh. "Well, thanks anyway," he said. "My pleasure." ***** Just as I sat back down at the table, Dad entered and walked over to sit opposite me. "Everything okay?" I asked. "Yeah, fine," he said as the waitress arrived with our burgers. She set them down and walked away. Dad took a bite from his burger and then looked up to see the stranger as he emerged from the restroom hallway. "Jack! Fancy meeting you here." The stranger walked up to our booth with a grin on his face. "Where else would I be. It's the best place to eat on the road?" "You got that right." I gave Jack a shocked look, but he just patted me on the shoulder and said, "So who's this you got with you?" "My son. This is Jack; we run pretty much the same routes." "Well, pleased to meet you." "Me too," I said. I slid over to let Jack sit beside me as I took a huge bite of my burger. "Looks like he's got a big appetite," Jack said, making me choke. Jack patted me on the back, but Dad grinned at me and said, "He was saying when we pulled in here that he was hungry enough to eat anything." "Well, he came to the right place." "That's what I told him." "Best steak on the interstate," Jack said and winked at me. "That's what I'm here for." Just then, the waitress came up to the table and asked Jack, "Are you eating today or what?" "I sure am. I'll have a great big juicy steak," Jack ordered. The waitress wrote down the order and walked away without saying another word. "Nice service," I said. "She definitely doesn't give the best service in the place." Dad laughed. "Who does?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" Dad leaned in for another bite of his burger, and Jack gave me a quick wink. [Hope you're enjoying the journey. Don't forget that Nifty needs your donations to help provide these stories for your entertainment and relief! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html.]