I am not a trucker but I have a special fondness for them. I like to drive down the highway with my pants down around my ankles stroking my meat. I pass truckers very slowly hoping that they catch a glimpse and want more. I have done this many times. Sometimes I get a positive response and the trucker will pull up beside me and watch for a good long while. This turns me on all the more and I usually end up squirting a load all over the steering wheel. I can only hope that my trucker buddy enjoyed the show too.
I have also met up with truckers who did not appreciate the show. They have tried to run me off the road.
One night I was coming from central PA to eastern OH. It was already late in the night and there were not many other vehicles on the road. I did my usual display only this time the trucker really seemed interested.
After driving beside each other for several miles as I played with myself, I decided to see how far this might go. I pulled around in front of him and he flashed his lights. I responded by turning on my right turn signal for just a flash or two and watched what would happen next.
He turned on his right turn signal and began to slow down and pull over.
I did the same. Eventually we both came to a stop along side the highway. I quickly jumped out and ran back to the truck, climbed up on the sideboards, opened the door and climbed in - yes, just like that. He was an older guy, in his mid to late fifties I would guess. I asked the trucker if he liked what he saw. He just shook his head yes. Then I asked him what he wanted to do and suggested that I give him a blow-job.
Without a word he got up and went back to his bunk and laid back and worked his pants off to his knees.
I began sucking the old guy's cock. It took forever to get him hard, though I was doing my best cock-sucking. I guess I had never been with a guy this old before. He finally got hard and after several more minutes of work I was rewarded with a delicious load of cum. Again, without a word, he hitched up his pants while I got myself together and prepared to leave. I thanked him for his tasty load and climbed down out of his rig and got into my car and headed on down the highway. A boring trip made much better.