A Surprise Visit

A Surprise Visit 9

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It did not take long for me to remember the whole night before, but I knew I needed to get ready to head out and do business. I got my toiletry bag and went to the shower room. The place was really quiet, and no one was up and walking around. In fact, none of the doors to private rooms were open, so no sex business this morning. In the shower room, I took a quick shower and did a quick shave, so I was ready for the day. After drying off, I went back to the room, put on my travel clothes and packed up. It was now about 7:30 and I was heading out.

Leaving the Bathhouse, I headed to the park, where I had fun earlier, to change into my business attire. The park was totally empty, so it was no problem getting changed and back into the car. Back on the road, I was heading to Springfield for a couple of business meetings. The first one was around 10:30, so I did not have a lot of time to waste. Hitting the I-55 highway, at one of the first exits, I came up on, had a Denny's, I figured I would stop to get some breakfast. With coffee and breakfast down, I was again on the road.

In Springfield, it was business as usual. The 10:30 meeting went well but could not quite close the deal. It was left open, with particularly good possibilities of getting the contract. The second meeting was a business lunch at one. Not much time in between, so just stopped at a coffeeshop for a latte. The barista was handsome, and we smiled at each other with the look of `I know you're a faggot like me'. Drinking the latte and going over my notes, I was ready for the lunch meeting. It went better than the first and it a deal was struck. Jim, who was the sales agent for the company, was a handsome man, about 5-feet 5-inches tall. He had a genuinely nice chest on him and broad shoulders. We seemed to hit it off. He asked me where I was staying. I told him I was staying in St. Louis since I had an early meeting in the morning before heading back home. He looked a little disappointed.

After lunch, I got hit the highway heading to St. Louis. Around 20 minutes into the drive, I came up on a rest area, and knew I had to take a piss. I decided to change back into my driving attire so I would be more comfortable. I pulled into the area and decided to change by the trucks, like I had done going to St. Louis the day before. Pulling next to a semi-rig, I got out and opened the trunk to the car. Standing between my car and the rig, I started to undress. What I didn't notice was the driver of the rig was looking at me in his side mirror. I took off the suit jacket and my pants and hung them up on the hanger. I laid them in the trunk carefully. Having already put my shoes and socks in the car, that left just my shirt. I undid the tie and draped it around the suit jacket, then started to unbutton my shirt. That is when the driver opened his door and said I was very nice looking. I must have blushed for sure.

"You some kind of faggot boy?"

"Yes, Sir, I am."

"Well get over here boy, this real man needs some relief."

I walked up to the cab door and that is when I noticed his pants off and his cock hard. He swung around and spread his legs for me. I walked up and put my mouth of his hard cock and began sucking. He must have been real horned up, because it took no time until he was coming down my throat. He patted me on the head and told me I was a good faggot, then swung back around and closed the door as I walked back taking off my shirt. I quickly put on my t-shirt and shorts. Sitting down on the back seat, I put on my trainers and realized I still needed to piss. The place was a little busy, so I walked across the parking lot, that was for cars, to the restrooms. I went inside and walked up to the urinal and started to piss. There was one guy in the first stall, and I could see a peep hole that looked on to the urinals. As I pissed, I put on a little show for him, since I could tell he was looking thru the hole. Then, I heard the toilet flush and realized he was standing up. When the man came out, I did not look, but heard the voice.

"Well Dave, I thought you might be a faggot."

As I turned, it was Jim from the lunch meeting I just had. Again, turning red I could not believe it. He was standing there with his cock hanging out of his pants. I mean his over 6-inch, semi-hard cock was hanging out of his pants.

"Nice show. Almost as nice as the one you just did outside with the trucker."

"You saw that."

"Don't worry. Only someone who is a gay pig would have caught on to what was going on, but I could tell you blew him well."

"Jim, I don't know what to say."

"I just want to say how lucky I am. You see I have to pick up something in Raymond, and I do like this rest area because it has lots of action. But I never thought I was going to get this lucky."

All I could do while he was talking was to look at his cock. I am sure he realized it and he started stroking the cock, and it was growing fast. It had to be over 7 inches long.

"Okay Dave. Since I am this close to St. Louis, where are you staying, and I'll come by for some fun. I know I like the front side, so I am sure I'll like the back."

"mm...huh...I'm going to be at the Bathhouse in town. Do you know where that is?"

"Yep. Been there a few times myself." He started putting away his cock as he was looking at mine which was now at full staff...rock hard. "Put that flagpole away and come outside so we can talk," as he turned around and left. I quickly tried to get my cock to go down and was about halfway there, when a couple of people walked in. I just shoved it into my shorts with my cock head in the elastic band and then covered it with my t-shirt. Walking out, I found Jim by his car.

"The exit after you cross 270, there's a Pilot Travel Center & Truck Stop there. Next to it is a McDonald's. We can meet up there, and then I can follow you into town for some fun. I'll finish my business in Raymond and then head that way. I will probably be about 30 minutes behind you."

"Okay sounds like a plan."

With the plan in place, I went back to my car and took off towards St. Louis. My mind could not get over the idea that the guy I just did business with, saw me give a blow job to a trucker, then play with myself at the urinal. I really have become a true faggot. It was not that long before I was at the exit. I decided to get gas first. Pulling into the gas station and up to a pump, I got out and started to pump the gas. The guy on the other side of the pump was about 6-4 in height with broad shoulders. He looked at me with this kind of grin. Smiling he started to chat with me.

"Nice evening for sure. Where you headed?"

"St. Louis tonight. You?"

"Got to get to Chicago tonight. Really like that t-shirt of yours," as he stepped around the pump.

"Thanks."

"Makes a man want to play with those titties," as he reached up and took hold of both of them. I just let him as he started squeezing them gently. "I could tell you're a faggot, so show me your nub, fag boy," as he looked down at me.

I pulled back the waistband of the shorts to show him a semi-hard cock. He reached in a squeezed. "Damn, wish you were going my way. Could really use a fag like you tonight. I'm fucking horny for sure."

With a smile he let go and told me to have a safe trip, and hopefully a trucker or two. All I could do is just say thanks to something like that. Finishing pumping the gas, I headed to McDonald's. I was sure I was still early so I decided to wait outside, since the weather was not that bad. About 20 minutes later, Jim pulled in and parked his car right next to mine.

"So, you decided to wait for me. Really wasn't sure you would go thru with this, but glad you did. Let's do a quick dinner, so we're not hungry tonight."

Interesting is the fact that once inside, Jim ordered for both of us. Once we had our food, we sat down at a table towards the back. Jim told me to sit next to him, which I did. Thinking we might continue to talk business, Jim surprised me by jumping right into `what I like in a man'.

"It seems to me Dave, you're a bit slutty when it comes to this. I do like that in a faggot. I mean you stopped at the rest stop and wearing practically nothing, you give a trucker a blow job. Then you go into the restroom and play with your cock for the world to enjoy, which by the way, I did. So, what gives?"

"How open are you to all of this and even some weird kinks?"

"I'm pretty open. Let's face it. I wouldn't have followed you here, then to St. Louis, if I wasn't."

"Okay, it's all kind of strange. The best way to start this is to tell you that I'm a true faggot, and recently, I now an Alpha male controlling my life, including my sexual life. This doesn't mean I don't play. In fact, he wants me to be used a lot tonight. You still okay?"

"Not only okay but getting hard. But if I'm hearing you right, you'll answer to almost any Alpha male out there, right?"

"That's pretty much what's happening on this trip."

Without telling him that it was my boss who was controlling me, I told Jim all that had transpired over that last few months. He just sat there taking in all in. I explained about my son and his Master, that my Master has moved into my house, the time on the farm and even a little bit about work, with no names mentioned. I think I must have talked non-stop for 30 minutes. We finished eating and he said he needed to get gas. I told him I would follow him over there. Once he started pumping his gas, he told me that he had some casual clothes he was going put on and then excused himself to the restroom to change.

With Jim changed in casual attire, we got into our cars and heading to St. Louis. It was before 7 o'clock, when we arrived at the bathhouse. We were lucky because the parking lot was not quite full, and we were both able to get spaces to park. Entering the place, the jockstrap man from yesterday was still there, again in his jockstrap. He just smiled as I came up. He looked over at Jim and then back to me.

"Jim is going to share my room, so he just needs to pay the entry fee to get in," I blurted out.

"No problem. You have the same room as last night, which could be good for me," he said with an evil grin.

Jim paid the entry fee and we were both given towels and I got the key, so we could be buzzed in. Once in, Jim asked a couple of questions before we got to the room.

"Well that was interesting. Do you know the guy at the window?"

"Not by name, but by dick size," I answered with a little bit of sarcasm. "He enjoyed my ass last night."

"Good to know. Maybe he can join us later. So how busy were you last night here?"

"Let's just say that I had a pretty busy night here and hoping it will happen again tonight."

We reached the room and I unlocked it. As we entered, I put my stuff down and got out all the gear and supplies, like I had the night before. Jim looked rather amazed at everything and even inspected some of the stuff. I started to get undressed, while Jim just watched me. Once naked, I told him I had to pee again. He said for me to wait and he would join me. Taking off his clothes he revealed, what I thought earlier was a nice chest was really a hairy muscular chest with nipple rings on each tit. He wrapped his towel around himself and pointed to the door. He grabbed the key to show he was in control. When I did not wrap my towel around me, he seemed surprised.

"You just walk around with no towel."

"My master wants me on display as much as possible, so no towel."

"Okay then, boy follow me," as he walked out of the room.

I could tell he had been here before because he turned toward the restroom like he knew where it was. We entered the room and Jim decided to take control.

"Okay slut. Get down by the drain. I need to release some piss. At the same time, I want you to piss all over yourself."

As I got down on the ground by the drain, two other men walked in. Walking over to stand next to Jim, they both looked down at me. I really had to go, and Jim said to piss on myself, so I directed my cock upward towards my chest and started pissing. Jim undid his towel and then joined in the fun. The next thing that happened is both men did the same. Both were probably in the 40s or early 50s and both had nice cocks. Having this much piss at one time reminded me of the time on the farm when the faggots would be nothing more than a piss trough for any man.

Jim looked at the men and said, "gentlemen, I need to clean this faggot out so it can be used tonight. Want to join me in the shower so we can clean out that fuck hole?"

"Love to," said the man who was probably the older of the two. "But I have been here for a couple of hours and I need to get home to my wife. Would you mind if your faggot takes care of me with its other hole, while you clean out his cunt?"

"Not a problem for me. What about you?" turning to the other man.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

Jim had me get up and told me to walk to the shower room. I was dripping in piss, but Jim held on to my towel, so I had nothing to dry off with. We walked thru the other rooms to the shower. Once there, he told me to start working on the married man but leave my ass up. He wanted me to just bend over at the waste and not on my knees. Jim instructed the other guy to play with my hole to help loosen it up. Then he just walked away. I started to blow the first guy; whose cock was about 6 inches hard. He was for sure very horny since I could already taste some precum on his cock. The other was rubbing my ass and starting to play a little with my hole. When Jim walked back in, he had an extra towel and my Elbow Grease. I just concentrated on the one man's cock, while the other two started to rinse out my ass. While doing this, they added some lube in there as they were rinsing. After about 9 or 1 times, they seemed satisfied with how clear it was. By this point, Jim pushed me down on my knees and told me to work harder to please a real man. I was able to suck even harder in this position and it was not long before I could feel the balls pull up and he shot his load in my mouth. He shot at least 6 or 7 streams down my throat. As he pulled out, I thanked him for his nectar.

I got up and Jim started to walk. I just followed, like he had become my substitute master. We went back to the sauna and walked in. As we entered, the place was already busy. One faggot was being spit roasted by two middle aged men. Jim then got me in a position where I was bent over the first row of seats and my ass was open. He sat next to me.

"If any of you gentlemen need an ass to fuck, go right ahead," he causally said to the group.

It was not long before the first guy was at my ass. He was an older man with a good size belly. His dick was average, but he was already horny. He got in and started pumping fast. It was not that long before I felt his cum in my ass. He did not shoot a great deal of cum, but it was nice. The next cock was at my ass almost immediately. For probably the next hour, my ass was home to about 8 different cocks of different sizes. All of the them left a deposit, either in my ass or on my back. Some were average and one was rather small. But one of them was a monster. The way it felt in my ass, I would think this cock had to be a yard long. In reality, I'm sure it was over 10 inches and he took the longest to cum. He also left the biggest deposit.

Once done there, Jim told me to go to the room and rest. He reminded me to keep the door open, just in case someone needs an ass. I left and went back to the room. The place did seem busier than the night before. At the room, I left the door cracked open, then got on the bed with my midsection on a pillow. That way my ass was up in the air. It was probably about 20 minutes when I felt someone playing with my ass. Before long he was fucking it hard. Again, leaving a deposit, he left without saying a word. Ten minutes later, I felt another cock at my ass. This one felt like about a good 7-inches long. As he was pumping, he started saying things.

"Dave, your fucking ass is so hot," along with other things.

I was able to turn around enough to see it was Jim fucking my ass. He kept it up for a while before I could tell he was about to seed me. With a couple of gasps within his heavy breathing, he let out a small scream and shot what seemed to be a warehouse full of cum. Collapsing on me, we laid there for a few minutes.

After a little while, Jim spoke. "Dave, I need to get back, so I am not spending the night. But I'm glad to know what kind of slut you are. From now on, I only want you to come down if we need to do in-person transactions with your company. Any time you are here, I will want to use you, probably more than I did this time. Sound good?"

"Sure Jim. I guess I can write off this night's stay as a tax deduction for business then?" I said with a lot of sarcasm.

We both laughed. As I laid there, Jim got dressed. He was an extremely hot man, and I really wanted more from him. We just said our goodbyes with no big fanfare, and he headed out. I looked at my phone it was now coming up on 8:30. I decided to go and explore some more.

I headed to the TV Room to see what was happening. I was beginning to realize how much I was enjoying performing in front of others, so I was hoping to be a slut there for people to watch. As I got there, only a couple of men were sitting watching the porn on the TV. I could not tell much about the men, since they were sitting in the back and it was dark. I just figured I was there to be used by any man, so as instructed by my master, I should be as much of a slut as possible. Standing behind a chair, that was close to the TV, I slowly bent over and exposed my ass for the two. Surprisingly, the next thing I felt was my ass getting a heavy-duty swat. That smack kind of jolted me. Then I felt a couple of fingers in my ass, sliding in and out. I was sure I was still very loose from all the cocks I already had that night.

To my surprise, one of the guys came around in front of me and climbed on the chair. He was a midget, but only a midget in height, not in other areas. He brought his cock right up to my face. It was a good 8-inches with a little extra girth to it. He man-handled my ears and told me to start sucking on his cock. Yet, the other guy was still only using a couple of fingers in my ass. The midget was face fucking me so hard, that I didn't even hear furniture being moved.

Finally, I felt a cock head by my asshole. He slowly entered. The cock was not huge, but did have some nice girth to it, more than the one I was sucking. I would probably say that by the time he had it in all the way, as the balls were bouncing off me, it might have been 6 to 7 inches hard. No matter, I loved the girth. I was being spit roasted right there and hard. From my viewpoint, I could tell several other men had entered the room and were enjoying the show. I mean for a 6-foot man to be face fucked by a midget was hot. And on top of that, this middle-aged faggot was getting fucked hard. This went on for probably 10-minutes with the guy really pumping hard, in my ass and breathing heavy. My fucker all of a sudden, gave a scream like noise, and I could feel his man juice in my ass. Just as he slowed downed, my face fucker let loose streams of cum in my mouth, that felt like a gallon. The other men started to walk away as I felt both men take their cocks out of me.

As I started to get up, they gave each other high fives on their success. This was the first time I saw them standing and both were midgets. In fact, they looked like twin brothers, so I asked them if they were. They were. I had put on a show that looked like a porn version of "Munchenland" from the "Wizard of Oz". I felt like such a slut to say the least, but both of them had really hot cocks and genuinely nice bodies.

After this show, I decided to head back to my room for a short time, and then maybe venture out again. Since needing to pee, I went through the cross room into what I call piss room central. As I entered, three guys were talking to each other. Instead of just going to the drain and pissing, I thought my master would want me to sit down by the drain to piss. Sitting almost on top of the drain, I pointed my cock up towards my chest and let loose. As I was pissing, all three of them walked over, taking their towels off and started pissing on me. None of these guys were things to sneeze at, but they were just your average person in their 30s or 40s. No matter, they must have been waiting for some action, because I got another great golden shower.

Once completed, I went back to my room to recover a bit. I left the door ajar, but just sat on the bed to look at my phone to see if I had any messages. There was one from my boss asking how today went, and I told him that we closed one but not quite the other. He seemed pleased with that, mainly because we have around a 75% closure rate on these types of sales, so we were in the ballpark with no problems. Then he asked me about what was happening. I told him about Jim and what happened here with him, and his response was something on the nature of way to be a slut for the company'. He wished me luck for the meeting tomorrow as well as getting fucked tonight. Then he added, can't wait to see my slave tomorrow night.' That pretty much ended our chat.

With some energy back in me, I decided it was time to hit the slings. But this time I wanted to add a bit of spice to it. I grabbed the blindfold and headed out. When I got to the slings, they were both empty. Getting into the one that was more in the center of the room, I wanted everyone to see me. I put on the blindfold and waited. It did not take long for someone to nibble at that bait. First a couple of fingers were put in, I have a feeling to check for lube. The reason, he took them out pretty quickly and replaced his fingers with his cock. He started pumping and I could tell there were a couple more men around. As he pumped, I felt a cock on my lips. As a good faggot should, I opened my mouth and in it went. We were at it for a while, then I felt the guy pull his cock out of my mouth and cum went all over my face and chest, I knew he was done. My fucker, at the other end, came shortly after, but he too pulled out, distributing his deposit over my cock and lower stomach.

He was replaced by another, who probably had been jacking on his cock, while watching, since it only took a few minutes for him to dump his load. There were probably about three more who were having fun with my hole. I knew I would have a great deal to tell my master when I got home. During this, I could sense another bottom got into the other sling. Now there were several men in the room and having their way with both of us now. The bathhouse was definitely busier than last night. Each man that fucked me, decided to leave their load in my ass, not like the first one.

Finally, a guy put his cock in and started pumping. This guy really had a nice size cock and this guy knew what he was doing. He played with my cock a bit, then started twisting my tits. What shocked me was when he spoke...I knew the voice.

"Listen bitch. Your ass is so fucking hot. Love rippin' a hole open, on a slut like you." He went on saying other things, then came the big surprise. "Little Davy, you are such a slut." I knew the voice but could not place it. He pulled out before cumming which was a disappointment, but the voice was driving me crazy. I still didn't take off the blindfold.

All of a sudden, I could feel a couple of men helping me out of the sling. Having a collection of men around me got me even more excited and my cock was rock hard. We started walking and since I knew the layout, I could tell we were walking towards the room with the cross. We passed through it and into piss central. They walked me over and had me sit down. I felt someone else sit next to me. Manhandling both of us, they had us sitting back to back. One man grabbed my hand and brought it around to hold on to the other man's cock. Either the same man or another man, did the same with my other hand. I was handcuffed to this guy, while holding his cock and balls. Someone did the same to the other guy's hands, with my cock and balls. There we were sitting back to back, and I was sure close to the drain with god knows how many men watching. It didn't take long before I felt the first stream of piss hitting me. I couldn't count how many streams were drenching the two of us. This went on for what seemed like 5 to 10 minutes, then that voice again.

"Well gentlemen, hope you all enjoyed pissing on these two faggots. Oh, by the way, they share the same DNA. Meet a father and son faggot team."

Oh my god, it was Jeromy's voice, which meant my hands were fondling Jay's cock and balls. My blindfold was lifted off me, and there was Jeromy squatting in front of me with a big smile on his face.

"See Davy, I told Master John that I was going to be here tonight, and he told me to take care of you. Surprise!" he said with humor and sarcasm all rolled into one. "Gentlemen, just to let you know that these two faggot's asses will be open for business shortly in room D for all your pleasures. Might take my slave for a flogging, but daddy faggot will be there. Please come by and participate or just come by and enjoy the show. It's all good, whether I'm in the room or not."

With that he undid the handcuffs and told us to crawl back to the room. As we started crawling, I started feeling it. The men were spitting at us to show their superiority over faggots like us. At the room, we both stopped. I had the key but was unsure if I should open it or let Jeromy open it. He came down the hall and told me, in a superior tone, to open the room and get on the bed. Jay and I both crawled in and got on the bed.

With our asses in the air, Jeromy walked around the room. He stopped behind us and smacked both of our asses hard. A strange smell hit me, and I realized it was the smell of a marker, which Jeromy had just uncapped. He proceeded to start writing on my ass. I could make out the first two letters an f' and a' but wasn't sure on the next. He wrote on Jay's ass, which got my mind to figure out what he had put on my ass...'f-a-t-h-e-r', which meant he put `son' on Jay's ass.

"Okay Davy. I need to release a little tension, so I am leaving the door wide open for anyone to fuck you. I need to take my slave for a flogging."

He left with Jay in tow, which I am sure they went to the room with the cross. Since I had so many men earlier, I assume that some had left or were reenergizing to came back. I was there with my ass up and not many takers. A few walked by and would play with my ass or my balls and cock, but no one fucked me for a while. Jeromy and Jay returned, which Jay immediately got on the bed next to me, ass up, pointing our asses towards the open door. Jeromy got on the bed and slide down under me. There was his nice hard cock. I looked up at him, and he gave the look of `suck it bitch,' so I jumped on it. While sucking, men started to come in and play with both of our asses. Jay got fucked a couple of times, which I mainly got fingers up my ass. Jeromy had me stop and he scooted back on the bed so he could use the wall as a back rest. He then told us to stay on our knees but move up towards him. Once we were in place, he told us to stop.

"Gentlemen. Have at the father-son faggots," he said to what I assumed to be men standing near the door.

I could feel them get on the bed, but it dawned on me they were not kneeling. It was the twin guys who played with me earlier. I looked over my shoulder and saw the one who had fucked me earlier was now fucking Jay. Then I felt the other one's cock at my asshole. He pushed it in and the two of them went at it. Jeromy got off the bed and started to take pics with my phone. Then I saw him send them to someone. I was hoping to my boss back home. They went on for a quite a while, since they had unloaded earlier. At one point, they did switch places, but then went back to the originally way, since the one who fucked me earlier made a comment about the joy of seeding the same DNA but in a different person. Finally, they both were getting close and I could tell they wanted to cum together. They did, and with a might gush up my ass. I am sure in Jay's ass as well.

It was already after midnight, and many of the people had left. I just wondered how many came here tonight because of what was on my Recon account. Nothing happened for a while until after one, when Mr. Jockstrap from last night came in.

"I thought I heard some guys saying there was a father and son tag team going on, but I didn't know it was you and your son," he said. Looking at Jeromy he asked, "can I fuck them both? I had daddy last night and enjoyed it. Would love to compare asses."

"Go right ahead," Jeromy said with a smile.

He first started fucking Jay. Then he came over to my ass and just like the night before he was pumping hard. I thought he might cum, but he switched back to Jay. He finally blew his load in Jay's ass, which I am sure was several streams long. That was it for the night. Jeromy just had the two of us sleep on each side him while he held us close to him. I actually slept great, either because I was exhausted, or it was just a nice feeling.

The next day, I got up around eight and showered so I could make my 10:30 meeting before leaving St. Louis. When I got back to the room, Jeromy was fucking Jay. He just said he was horny and didn't want to drive back to college that horny. As I got my stuff, as he just kept fucking my sone, like this was just a normal way of life. I waited for the climax, which I guess Jeromy was really horny, since it did not take that long. We said our good-byes and then I was off.

I went back to the park so I could change. There were a couple of joggers, but not much else happening. I quickly changed in the restroom, and then off for a quick breakfast and then the meeting. This meeting went well and again I was able to close the deal and get a contract signed. It was coming up on noon by this point, so I thought I could hit the road and get back quickly. After a quick lunch, I hit the interstate.

Stopping at the rest area I had stopped at on the way to St. Louis (this time on the other side of the highway), I checked messages. I thought I had heard a bing on my phone. When I looked, it was a message from my boss and master, John Manning.

`Hope the meeting went well. Now as a good faggot make sure you drive back naked fag. Once naked, take a pic before you start back on the highway."

I responded with a quick `yes Sir', and then got out of the car. I was now getting use to changing between rigs. Getting out of my clothes, I knew I needed to use the restroom one more time before hitting the road. I put on my travel attire and headed to the restroom. I went to the stall so I could do all my business. Sitting there, a man walked into the stall next to me. I could tell under the partition that he had lowered his pants all the way down. It was a few minutes before any action took place. Then came the famous signal...the foot tap. I tapped my foot back. I saw a piece of paper appear under the partition. I took it while the other man pulled his pants up and flushed the toilet. I read the note.

`Come out to the drinking fountain.'

While I finished my business, he exited the stall and restroom. Once outside, I saw no one was standing next to the fountain. I walked over to the drinking fountain and pretending I needed a drink. Then someone came up to me and tapped my ass.

In a soft voice I heard, "well maybe I will get this ass."

When I looked up it was the 6-foot 4 guy from the gas station yesterday afternoon. All I could do was smile and nod. He started to walk towards some trees behind the restrooms. I followed. There was a small clearing where he stopped. As I approached, he was rubbing his crotch, which already looked massive. Walking up to him, I got on my knees. He opened his pants and out came a 9-inch cock almost completely hard. It did not have a great deal of girth, but it was nice, long and very straight. I started sucking on it, when the guy suddenly took his hands and pressed the back of my head all the down on his cock, so that it was going down my throat. I had to gag some.

Once he let up, I continued to suck, until he reached down to have me stand up. Looking me in the eyes all he said was `strip fag.' Immediately I took everything off and was standing there naked with a raging hard-on. He spun me around, forcing me to bend off slightly. I heard the spit. Then another spit, but this one on my ass. He played with my hole some. The next thing that happened was his cock was at my asshole. He shoved it in and started pumping. He had said yesterday he was horny, and it looked like he did not relieve himself last night, because he was pumping hard. He played with my nipples, twisted and pulling them. We weren't at it long when he was getting close. Once he was ready, he grunted some and then let loose a stream right up my ass.

What he did next surprised me. After tucking away his cock, he reached down and picked up my shirt. He then walked off with, leaving me only with my shorts. So, I put them on, then just walked out of the wooded area and down to my car. Since I had to walk down to where the trucks were, I got several looks and a couple of whistles, but finally got to my car. One trucker, who was just checking his rig, came over to me and asked if I was some kind of faggot. I told him yes.

"If you're a faggot, take off those shorts boy," he said.

"I will Sir, if you would do something for me."

"What boy?"

"Would you take my picture Sir. I need to send it to my master back home Sir."

"Hell yes, boy."

I took off my shorts, handed him my phone and he snapped my pic. As he was handing the phone back to me, he slapped my cock. I smiled with a `thank you Sir' added to it. He did it several more times.

"Wish I had the time to take you in my rig and fuck you boy. Gotta get back on the road."

With that he left, and I got into my car...naked. I quickly sent the picture to my boss, so he knew I was naked. I told him I would be home in about 3 hours or so. His response was simple, `can't wait.' Then came a second message.

`In the glove compartment there is a blue pill. Take it now slave!"

With a response of yes Sir,' I looked in the glove compartment and there it was. I quickly swallowed it. Telling him I had done so, his response was, good. Master wants you hard all the way across the state'.

Traveling naked across Missouri felt natural for me now. The difference this time was the blue pill, which took effect within about 20 miles. I was hard as a rock, maybe the hardest I had been the whole trip. I started noticing big rigs staying up with me spying on my hard-on as I tried to pass them. Many times, I would jack on my cock. Going thru Columbia, I noticed the rigs were staying around me, in the front and on my left side, like they were not going to let me pass. For next 30 miles, they stayed this way, like they were hunting their prey. As we approached the next rest area, they all turned on their indicators showing they were pulling in there, including a big pick truck now on my left side. They wanted me to pull in so I could give them a show or something, so I pulled in. We all parked in the trucking area, with me in between two rigs. The four different drivers all got out and started walking towards my car. I chose not to get out, but to put my window down. As one of them, a trucker with a barrel chest and stomach, walked up to the window.

"You must be the faggot that all the truckers are talking about on this highway."

Looking a bit sheepish, I responded, "yes Sir. I am that faggot. What can I do for you?"

"None of us want to hurt you, but we all need some relief. Get out and get into my rig faggot."

I got out, with my raging hard-on, and started towards the truck he indicated. One of the truckers slapped my cock and said, "looks like the faggot enjoys this treatment." They all laughed.

As I climbed in, one of the other truckers followed me into the cab. It was a sleeper cab, so it had a bed in the back. The trucker was about 60 with a small stomach. Once in the cab, he told me to get on the bed, as he was stripping. Once naked, he had a hairy chest but an average cock. He was horny though, because his average cock was rock hard. He climbed in as another trucker climbed into the cab. Putting me on all fours, he started plowing my ass hard. The other trucker was already stripping, but then I heard a click of a camera. They were taking pics of this adventure. The guy fucking me took little time before he pulled out and told me to turn around. I made it just in time for him to shoot it all over my face and head. Telling me to lick him clean, I did so, getting the last drops of cum from his cock.

The second trucker wasted no time switching places. He was probably close to my age but had just an average cock. He too must have been very horned up, because with his rock-hard cock, I got another plowing. The first was getting back into his clothes while this guy was fucking me. Once dressed he exited the cab, but the third guy was already there in the passenger seat and naked. Again, I heard the clicking of the camera. Not like the first guy, this trucker came up my ass, and from what I felt, it was must have been week's worth of cum.

Changing places, the third buy was a short guy and average build. He was the driver from the pickup truck. Probably around 50, he looked very worn, like he had experienced life a great deal. The difference was this guy had a cock that was closer to 8 or 9 inches. He had me blow him first, forcing his cock down my throat and causing me to gag a bit. Then he threw me on my back and pulled my legs up. This guy wanted to fuck me, legs apart and up in the air, while he looked at me. He kept calling me such things as faggot', pussy boy', `cocksucker' and other names, while spitting on my face the whole time. Several times he told me to open my mouth and he would drool spit into my mouth. He took longer on coming, but once he started, he squirted a couple in my ass, then he pulled out smearing me with cum all over me chest. He spit several more times and then straddled my chest so I could lick off the extra cum of his cock.

Once he was finished and was getting dressed, the trucker who first talked to me got in the bed, naked and ready. He had already stripped, while the pickup driver was using me. He had an average cock length, but his cock had girth like a beer can. He flipped me over and in doggie-style again, I got fucked. He was really horned up since he took little time. Once he came, I was spun around and made to clean him as well. Then he held my head on his cock. He let out a stream of piss down my throat, telling me to swallow it all. I was able to do that. He took one last picture of me with cum all over me. He handed me the phone, which I realized was my phone and told me to get out of the truck. As I exited the cab, naked, I got a couple of whistles from a few truckers.

Now back in my car, I took off for home. Now I was covered in cum and full of piss. Driving down the highway, I knew I was not going to make it home before I had to pee, so I stopped at the last rest area. I was able to park on the far side and open my car door. While sitting, I just let out a stream of piss on to the pavement. I felt like heaven.

Pulling into the driveway of my house, or should I say our house, I opened the garage door to pull in. John's car was there which surprised me, since I thought he would be at work. Once closing the garage door, which anymore really did not matter if I did when I was naked, I got out and got my things. I left my work stuff in the car since I would be taking that to the office on Monday. I brought in the personal stuff.

Once inside, I could hear John in the living room.

"Okay slave. Get your ass in here."

I decided to get down on all four and crawl in. Now came the real surprise. John was standing there in a black jock strap, leather vest, boots that almost went up to his knees and was holding a flogger. He looked so fucking hot. Telling me to follow him, we went into what use to be my bedroom. He had changed it into a leather bedroom. Next to the bed was a cage as a nightstand. In the cage was Quincy, the boss's personal assistant, naked, blindfolded and gagged. He was secured in the cage with wrist and ankle restraints as well as a couple of other gadgets.

"He's going to be used later," Master John said with an authoritarian voice.

The center piece was the bed. It was new and looked like something of a BDSM leather canopy bed. He had me get on the bed, where I stood at the end. He secured my wrists and ankles. Then put a leather collar on me, with a head harness, which was attached to the top of the bed. Taking a rope, he tied up my cock and balls which was lassoed around them and had plenty of extra rope attached. He asked me where my phone was, which I told him in the kitchen. He went and got it and then came back.

He got on the bed, near the headboard (covered in black leather) and propped his back up there. Grabbing the rope, he started to pull, causing my cock and balls to stretch out. Looking at me he said, "now tell me everything about your trip as I browse the pics that got taken." For next couple of hours, I told him everything as he yanked on my balls and looked at the pics. I could tell his jock was sporting a big hard-on.

After a while he let me down so that I could fix dinner for us. While fixing dinner, he went back and let Quincy out, who crawled into the kitchen behind him. Master got something from the refrigerator and put it in a bowl. Quincy ate it in the corner, on the floor. He had me sit with him at the table for dinner. It felt so right as he was in his Master attire and I was naked.

After dinner he fucked me for a while. Then he took Quincy to the basement, I assumed to flog him, by what I could here, while I cleaned up the kitchen. He came back upstairs with Quincy. I got down on all fours and Quincy and I crawled into the bedroom. Master shoved a butt plug up Quincy's ass and put him back into the cage, but this time just closed the door so he could sleep. He then proceeded to finish off what he started earlier with a hard fuck ending with his seed up my ass. We settled down and finally went to bed. Again, like the night before, I slept great.