Date: Sat, 8 May 2004 09:05:56 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Second Thoughts: The Truck by Justin Davis (M/t,anal)

The following story contains sexual scenes involving an older male and a
younger male. If material of this nature offends you then you should not
read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most
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This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Second Thoughts: The Truck
By
Justin Davis


"Oh my god, it's huge!" Sixteen-year-old Jared Baker exclaimed under his
breath, and immediately had second thoughts about agreeing to let the man
fuck him for three hundred dollars, once the tall, muscular, man had
shucked off his boxers and stood naked before him.

"Yeah, it ain't no boy dick is it, kid?" the man replied, having heard
his comment.

"Uh, look.  I don't really think we can do much more than just kinda mess
around," Jared replied, looking at the thick circumcised piece of meat
protruding out of the black, hairy, bush.  The thing had to be at least
seven inches long, or more, even its flaccid state.

"Look, kid.  You want the three hundred bucks or not?" the man asked.

Jared paused before he answered, realizing the position he was in.  He
had whacked off to countless magazines with pictures of nude muscular
guys.  Almost all of them, it seemed, had great bodies but usually had
small or average sized dicks.  This guy seemed to be the exception to the
rule.

Jared loved the man's well-defined muscles and his rippled abdominals.
In fact, he worked out all the time and was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed,
miniature version of the man himself.  Yet, this was something totally
unexpected.  He really needed the three hundred dollars.  But, this was
like gazing upon the "Dick of Death."

"Uh, gee, mister.  I can suck yah and all.  But, I don't think we can do
much more than that," Jared replied.

"God!  All you fags are all the same.  You stand on the corner and wait
for guys like me to come by and you hope to get by with just sucking our
cocks and taking our money.  I picked you up cause I wanted some butt and
you said you'd give it up for three hundred," the man replied.

"Uh, really, I'm sorry," Jared responded.

"You ever even been fucked before, kid?" the man asked.

"Uh, yeah," Jared replied.

"How many times?"

"Uh, maybe three or four."

"But, not with anything like this, huh?" the man replied, shaking the
hefty cock at Jared.

"Uh, no!" Jared replied.

"Well, it's twelve inches long when it's hard, you little fag.  The
payment just went up.  I've decided I really want that cute little behind
of ours. I'll give you five hundred to fuck your tight, almost virgin,
butt," the man said.

"Uh, no.  I can't.  I just can't," Jared replied.

"What's your name kid?"

"Uh, Jared."

"Well, Jared, one thousand dollars to fuck your butt."

"Oh, really mister, I just can't.  It's just too big!"

"Two thousand."

Jared groaned in response, it was what he needed for the down payment on
the black pickup truck he wanted so badly.

"Ah, I see I've hit a nerve.  There's something you want badly, Jared.
Very badly!  You're out turning tricks with guys to get it.  What is it
you want?"

"Uh, it's a black pickup truck.  It's a Z 71." Jared replied.

"Well, Jared, how about the Z 71 of your dreams?  Money is no object.  I
have more money than I'll ever need. I'll buy you anything you want.  In
fact, I can have one customized with anything you want on it. However, in
return, I'm going to fuck that tight, teenaged, butt of yours into the
next universe.  No holds barred!  It's gonna be a long fuck.  Your
asshole will be sore for over a week.  But, you'll have earned the truck
of your dreams the second I fill your butt with sperm," the man said in
response.

"Oh god!" Jared moaned.

"Ah, I see I've struck home again," the man replied.

"Oh please, can't I just suck yah?" Jared asked.

"Nope, not now.  It's your butt or nothin," the man replied.

"Oh please, mister.  It's just so big!" Jared whined almost like a little
kid.

"Think of it, Jared.  A truck like nobody else has, customized just for
you, a big, black, sexy, truck.  Neon lights if you want em.  The sound
system from hell!  Everything a kid like you wants.  But, I'm gonna fuck
all twelve inches into your butt for it.  You're gonna holler. You're
gonna scream.  You're gonna cry. Hell, I've had grown men cry when I fuck
um with my cock.  In fact, you may even piss yourself, a few guys have.
However, when it's all over you get the truck.  That I promise.

"Oh god, oh god!" Jared moaned.

"You wanna do it?  A fuck for a truck?" the man asked.

Jared groaned again, visualizing the truck of his dreams.

"Take off your clothes, Jared.  We're way down at the end of this motel.
Nobody is gonna hear you cry and bawl as I fuck your butt like it's never
been fucked before."

Jared whimpered in response.  In one way, it would be a dream come true.
In another, he was going to be fucked by what had to be "The Dick of
Death."

"You game to give it a go, kiddo?" the man asked, and smiled.

"I guess," Jared responded, in a voice almost like a little ten year old
that was being encouraged to jump off the high diving board for the first
time but really was scared as hell to do it.

"I knew it!  Fine! Take off your clothes and lets get this thing going,"
the man replied.

Jared removed his trainers, his baggy tee shirt, shorts, and boxers and
watched the man out of the corner of his eye as he did so.

"You got a very nice body, kid.  I can tell you've been working out. Turn
around and let me see your butt," the man said as Jared stood before him
naked.

Jared did as he was asked, giving the man a look at his round, tight,
butt.

"Yes, sir.  That's one of the most perfect butts I've ever seen.  My cock
is gonna look good between those tight buns," the man commented,
prompting Jared to emit a low groan at the thought.

Jared turned back around and looked at the man and watched as he picked
up a small bottle of lube, squirted some on his hand, and then began to
lube up his flaccid tube.  Soon, the thing began to lengthen and harden
and Jared began to shake his head from side to side.  The man's cock was
getting longer and thicker by the second.

"What's the matter kid?  You havin second thoughts about that truck?" the
man asked.

"Uh, yeah.  It's just getting so big," Jared replied, prompting the man
to chuckle as he continued to lube up the lengthening pole.

"Well, like I told yah, kid.  It's twelve inches long when it's hard.  I
guess I forgot to tell yah it's also just a little less than two and
one-half inches wide.  Your gonna know it's in your butt, that's for
sure," the man replied, and chuckled again.

Eventually, the man was satisfied that the massive cock was slicked up
enough, and Jared stared wide-eyed at the thick, gleaming, pole that
jutted out from the man's hairy groin like a Summer Sausage.

"Bend over that chair and I'll grease your butt up for yah," the man
said.

Like a condemned man being led to the gallows, Jared moved slowly toward
the chair.  Then, he got down on his knees and bent over it.

"Oh man!  I just fucking love it when a guy's butt is so firm and tight
that the crack just opens up for yah," the man commented, as he walked
over toward Jared.

"Uh---Shit!" Jared exclaimed, as the man began to work two of his lubed
fingers into his butt.

For awhile, the man worked his fingers in and out of Jared's butt lubing
it up to a litany of small grunts from Jared.

"Okay, that should do it.  Now get up in the middle of the bed over there
on your hands and knees.  I'm gonna fuck yah that way first.  Then, I'm
gonna give you the topping of your life," the man said.

Jared did as he was told, positioning himself on the bed head down and
butt up, and the man followed him up onto the queen-sized bed, the huge,
hard, cock wagging from side to side as he did so.

"Okay, kid.  Here we go!" the man said, as he took hold of the massive
piece of meat with his hand and lined up behind Jared's butt.

Jared probably would have been okay, at least initially, had he not
turned and looked behind him.  What he saw was enough to make him come
apart.  The man's cock looked as big as a Titan missile and it was headed
straight for his butt.

"I can't, I can't," Jared exclaimed, and quickly scrambled away to the
head of the bed and sat looking at the man.

"Look, kid.  I ain't got all night for this shit.  Now, if you want the
damn truck get your ass back here and bend over.  Lot's of guys have been
fucked with this thing and none of um died from it," the man said.

Jared told himself to be brave as he crawled back to the middle of the
bed and repositioned himself with his head down and butt up and waited.
There was no way he would look behind himself this time.  If he did, he
knew he would chicken out for good.

"Okay, I'm gonna work the head in first.  Just relax," the man said.

"Oh no!" Jared yelped, as he felt the massive head kiss his hole.

Then, there was a pressure against his ass lips that felt like it was the
size of the end of a baseball bat and the pressure just kept growing more
and more.  Jared began to whimper.

"Relax kid.  Let it in," the man said.

"I'm trying, Jared whimpered back.

"You've been fucked before.  Hell, open up that ass and let me in!" the
man replied, and pushed his hand down on Jared's lower back, which did
the trick and loosened Jared up just enough to allow entry.

"Ow!-Fuck!-God!" Jared hollered, and grabbed the sheets with his hands,
as the plum-sized head of the man's cock popped into his butt.

"Okay, kid.  I'm in yah.  Now just relax while I open you up," the man
said, as he grabbed hold of Jared's hips with his hands.

Slowly, the man began to fuck Jared's butt, and at about the point he had
almost three inches of his massive meat inside Jared's rectum, Jared's
bravery went out the window and he began to cry.

"I can't, I can't, it's just too big!" Jared sobbed.

"Yeah you can, just relax, I've got almost half of it in," the man lied.

To Jared, it felt like his insides were expanding to the point of
bursting as the massive meat bore into him deeper and deeper.  He grabbed
the sheets with all his might and bit his lower lip to be steel himself
as the massive tube bore into his guts. Then, from fright more than
anything, he lost it and began to cry even harder, for it was as if some
giant Anaconda was working it's way into his insides and wouldn't be
satisfied until it had taken up residence in his stomach.

"I'm almost all the way in, " the man said.

"No more, no more!" Jared sobbed, afraid the thing would kill him.

"Here we go, all the way!" the man replied, and made one final thrust,
slamming his pubes against Jared's butt cheeks.

In response, Jared screamed then howled like a coyote at the ceiling.  He
tried to scramble away, but the man's tight hold on his hips prevented
it.

"I'm all in you kid, just relax and get used it," the man said.

Jared realized from the feel of the man's pubes on his butt that indeed
he had the whole damn thing in him and he quit struggling.

"Oh god, it's all in me, it's all in me," Jared sobbed, in relief.

"I'm gonna fuck you now," the man said.

"Uh---Ow!---Arrgghh!-Uh!" Jared hollered, as the man began to fuck him
with slow strokes of the huge chunk of meat.

To Jared, it felt like a huge snake was slithering almost all the way out
of his butt, only to slither back in again, and his mind went off into
another universe for some moments.  Then, something happened.

Deep down inside his groin, something began to stir and his dick began to
inflate. Then, each thrust the man made into his rectum began to send
electric shocks all over his body.  Jared had been fucked before but
nothing like this had ever happened.

"Ah! Oh god!" Jared hollered more from surprise than anything.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Tight ass, yeah, yeah!" the man chanted, as he
continued to fuck and loosen up Jared's butt.

Although tears still ran down his cheeks, Jared stopped crying and moaned
and grunted as the electric shocks grew and grew with each passing
moment.

"Okay kid, here's where the rubber meets the road and you start to earn
the truck," the man said.

Quickly, before Jared knew what was happening, the strong man flipped him
over onto his back and pinned his legs backward almost without missing a
stroke.

"Get ready for the fuck of your life, kid.  That lube I used makes it
almost impossible for me to cum," the man said looking into Jared's face.

Jared saw the look on the man's face and yelped.

"Arrrggghh!---Ouch!---Ouch!---Arrrgggghh!"  Jared hollered, as the man
began to fuck him again.

Again the electric shocks began to wrack Jared's body.  Then all of a
sudden, it was like a high-speed freight train was taking him toward
orgasm.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna cum!" Jared shrieked, and ropes of white goop began
to shoot out of his hard, seven-inch, cock and splatter all over his
stomach and chest, while the huge form hovering over him and fucking him
began to laugh.

"You love it don't you you little slut?" the man asked, pausing his fuck
for the moment and looking down at Jared.

"No! No! I really don't!" Jared protested.

"Yes you do, you little fucker, you really do. You just shot your load in
nothing flat," the man said.  "I told you I was gonna fuck your butt hard
for that truck.  Well now, guess what?  We're gonna option out the
bastard while I prime your butt to fuck you harder than I intended to,"
the man added.

"Oh no, please!  I just want the standard truck. Just fuck me and give me
the regular truck!" Jared pleaded.

"No way, my cute little butt fuck that just cummed all over himself.
You're getting fucked in the deal anyway.  You might as well get some
options.  A cute stud like you needs all the options. First, we need a
custom paint job with flames and pin-stripes."

BAM! BAM! BAM!  The man's groin slammed into Jared's upturned butt,
shaking his whole body with each thrust.

"Ow!---Ow!---Arrgggh!" Jared yelled.

"Then, we need some twenty-two-inch chrome wheels with spinners," the man
said, having paused his thrusts for a moment.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Ow!---Arrggh!---Ouch!" Jared hollered.

"Of course we gotta have a custom sound system."

"No! No! The regular one is fine!" Jared pleaded.

"That's stupid, kid, you need the Bose Super Upgrade!"

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Arrgggghh!---Ouch!---Arggghh!---Argggh!" Jared exclaimed.

"Leather interior you gotta have."

"No don't! I don't want leather! I don't want leather!  I don't want
anything else!" Jared hollered.

"Well, you're gonna get leather anyway, baby!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Arrgggghhh!---Eiiiiiiiii!-Arggggggghh!" Jared howled.

"Course, we gotta add an off road package and a towing package.  Hell,
I'll even throw in a Jet Ski and trailer."

"Not off road!  I don't wanna go off road!  Please no!" Jared begged.

"Every kid wants to go off road and wants a Jet Ski.  Hell, you gotta
have it!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"OW!---OW!---OW!---You're killing me!" Jared shrieked.

"Naturally, we gotta add neon lights and air shocks."

"Oh god!  Please don't add anything else!" Jared pleaded.

"Neon lights and air shocks comin your way, you sexy little fucker!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Ouch!---Ouch!---Oh God, help me!" Jared hollered.

"Then we gotta have a warranty.  A lifetime warranty is perfect."

"No! No!  That's okay, I don't want one!"  Jared pleaded.

"Kids your age, damn!  You just don't understand.  You're gonna get the
lifetime warranty, bud, and here it comes!"

Jared howled at the ceiling while the man bashed his butt at least ten
more times before he let up again.

"Any more options you want on the truck kid?" the man asked.

"No! No!  I just want the truck.  Please, don't add anything else. I just
want the truck. Please, just fuck me and let me have the truck," Jared
sobbed.

"Well, if you think of anything else we can add it later.  Of course, I
forgot the main thing.  You gotta survive the test ride. It's gonna be
the truck-fuck of your life, you damn beautiful, tight-assed, little
whore!" the man said.

Jared saw the look in the man's eyes, and the grin on his face, and it
was like looking into the face of Satin who was gonna fuck him with his
huge forked dick, and Jared screamed.  This was the fuck the man had been
talking about.  All the other stuff had just been teasing and foreplay.
This was the main event.

For the next thirty minutes, the man fucked Jared in every conceivable
position, and Jared howled, shrieked, and bawled like a little kid as his
bottom got fucked so violently that his whole body shuddered and shook
with each thrust.

Drool ran out of the corner of Jared's mouth and he cried buckets of
tears. Even one of the employees of the motel, who had happened to walk
by the room, ran to the front desk convinced that someone was being
murdered behind the door of Room 234. Naturally, the desk manager
reassured him that it was just two gay guys having a little fun with each
other.  After all, the multi-millionaire auto dealer was a regular
customer and always gave a big tip.

"Okay, you beautiful little cunt.  I'm fixing to fill you full of spunk.
Oh yeah baby, here she comes!  The end of the test drive!" the man
eventually bellowed.

Then, he grunted loudly, and as Jared felt the river of molten cum began
to flood his insides he yelped and shot another load of white goo all
over his muscular tummy and sobbed deeply from the depths of his soul
with relief, because he realized it was all over.  He had survived and
won the prize he wanted so badly.

True to the man's word, Jared's butt was sore for over a week.  In fact,
the first couple of times he took a shit afterward it brought tears to
his eyes. However, also true to the man's word, Jared had a brand new
truck sitting in the driveway with everything on it he could have ever
dreamed of, and a Jet Ski and trailer besides.

Naturally, Jared's parents thought it was wonderful that their son had
earned enough money at this part time job to afford the down payments on
such nice things.  Of course, they had no way of knowing, and wouldn't
have wanted to know, how all of it had been paid for in full.

As for Jared, well, the pain in his butt was much more bearable when he
looked at the truck and drove it. He was really glad his second thoughts
hadn't made him back out on the best truck deal of his life.

The End