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I came up the path on my morning run and saw him before he saw me. He was standing in the back of the rusty, broken down truck, his black Calvins down to mid thigh, stroking his massive cock as the sunlight dappled his tan skin. He was clearly an employee of the school - his work pants and button down work shirt hanging over the side of the truck bed, his name patch showing his name - Pablo. His eyes were closed and he thrust his hips out into the cool air, his balls hanging down loose in their sac and swaying back and forth with each stroke of his hand up and down the shaft. He was clearly into his self-pleasure, and I nearly went on my way and left him undisturbed, but his dick was just too beautiful to ignore. I slowly approached the truck and a twig snapped under my feet, causing him to flash open his eyes and stare down into me with anger and intensity that caused me to stumble back.
He dropped his hands to his sides and just stood there staring at me, his dick pulsing with each pump of blood from his heart, his strong, hairy legs supporting his muscular frame, his arms tight and vascular and his hands in firm fists.
His gaze intensified and he got a slight smirk on his face, clearly entertained by how mesmerized I was by his power and strength, towering over me as I looked up at his big dick and tight body. I may have even drooled a little as I just stood there, unsure if I should try my escape or submit to him. He made the choice for me when he said "Suck it".
I scrambled up into the dirty bed of the truck, eyeing evidence of other deep forest trysts in the discarded condoms and beer cans littering the deck. I got to my knees and reached up to grab his pulsing dick, never challenging his power over me as he looked down from above. His dick was hard as stone and missile straight, uncut with the foreskin retracted. He had to be at least eight inches long and smooth, the girth nicely filling my hand as I wrapped it around and brought him to my mouth. I opened and took the head in just past my lips, my mouth exploding with the musky flavor of a landscaper who works hard. His liberal precum filled my mouth next, smoothly coating my tongue as I took his dick in deeper and deeper until the head hit the back of my throat.
All the while, he stood there statue still, his fists remaining clinched at his sides. I was determined to break this god, so I continued to take him into my mouth, his head descending past my pharynx and into my esophagus until his balls were pressed against my chin and my nose was filled with the musky sweat of his bushy pubes. I pulled off all the way and let the head of his dick rest on my tongue for a beat, another dollop of precum dripping from the tip. I grabbed his dick and raised it up as my tongue ran down the length to the base and took his right ball into my mouth and sucked hard, pulling it away from his body and stretching his sac. I went to the other side and did the same thing, pulling his left ball away from his body before taking them both into my mouth and rolling them around with my tongue. I heard a small moan escape from him.
I slathered his balls with my tongue before I let them out and ascended the length of his dick again, taking him back into my mouth. I began to rapidly rise and fall on his length, the head of his dick punching the back of my throat each time I dropped on it.
He abruptly pulled out of my mouth, muttering under his breath unintelligible sounds, dropped down to the ground and went around to the side of the truck. I saw him open the door and get inside, so I jumped down and went around to see him lying on the bench seat, pulling his underwear the rest of the way off his legs. I made a decision to follow along and dropped my running clothes on the ground by the door and opened it up fully.
He was reclined on the bench, resting on his elbows, with his right leg resting on the floor of the truck and his left leg extended out from his body. I crawled into the cab and across the bench seat, running my face up his legs until I got back to his dick, licking along its length again as it pulsed and bobbed above his abdomen, precum pooling at the tip. I sucked up the precum and smacked my lips before taking him back into my mouth fully, lodging the head of his dick in my throat. He finally reacted to what I was doing and put his hands on the back of my head and started pushing down as he raised up, trying to get everything into my warm, wet mouth. I started to gag and he held me down for another beat before releasing my head and allowing me to take in a deep breath. He continued to hold my head in his hands and punch his dick up into my mouth and throat, never letting me have an ounce of control. I gagged on his dick frequently but loved the feeling of his powerful hands holding my head and using my mouth and throat to get off. Drool was running down my chin and his dick, pooling on his balls and no doubt running down his taint, the loud smacking sound of my lips running along his wet length punching into the still morning air.
He reached down under my arms and pulled me up until I was laying on top of him, our dicks pressed against each other. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, his tongue entering my mouth forcefully and running along my teeth. I kissed back and submitted to his power once again. He reached down and ran his hands over my ass, grabbing a cheek in each hand and pulling me up and against him more. I brought my knees up along his sides, feeling his dick press against my taint, and he raised me up and grabbed his dick, pointing it at my hole. I spit into my hand and rubbed it against my hole to provide some assistance to his entry, then I pushed back until the head breached my ring and entered inside me. I held there for a moment, trying to adjust to his girth, but he rose up against me and continued to spread my hole open and fill my ass. Once he was fully in and I settled against him, he and I dropped down, and we both just relaxed for a moment, his dick lodged fully inside me. His cock and my hole were both pulsing, adjusting to the new sensations we were experiencing. I started to move my ass back and forth a little, pushing down against him as much as I could and writhing against his pubic bone, my colon contracting around his dick. I started to raise up and drop down, moving a couple of inches and fucking myself on his massive pole. I moved a little more each time, relishing the feeling of his dick spreading my hole open.
He once again surprised me by grabbing me and flipping us over until he was on top, his dick still fully inside me and dropped down, putting his full weight on me. My knees were pressed into my chest taking my breath away. He rose up until just the head was inside me, and I could feel the glans spread my hole even more, before he dropped down again, punching into me and making me gasp. He rose up and dropped again and again, continuing to fuck me hard and driving me into the dirty bench of the truck. His body was a model of power above me, plank straight as he rose and dropped, his arms bulging with the strain.
His stamina was overwhelming, and I just descended into a trance of sounds and sensations, his quiet grunting, the sticky vinyl against my back, the strain of my knees pushing into my chest, his powerful dick piercing my hole with each drop of his body. I was riding along for one of the best fucks of my life when he pulled out and stood up outside the door of the truck on the running boards, his knees pressed against the seat. He reached in and pulled me toward him until my ass was hanging off the edge. I put one foot on the door frame and the other on the door as he re-entered me and lodged his big dick back inside my hole. I raised my arms up and pushed against the seat of the truck, and he grabbed onto the door frame and pummeled me relentlessly, continuing his incredible assault on my ass. His body was slapping against mine, sweat dripping off his face and splashing onto me. I was a quivering mess at this point, incoherently moaning and gasping with each thrust into me, his incredible dick hitting inside me, scraping against my prostate and stretching my hole beyond function.
I could feel something deep inside but was out of it enough to not recognize my orgasm until it hit me. I exploded all over my chest and face, the seat of the truck and even up onto him, but he didn't quit. He continued to fuck me hard and fast and powerfully, now totally using my body and hole for his pleasure. I could sense things begin to change in him - his rhythm changed slightly, the fucks coming a little more erratically, his grunts getting slightly higher pitched when he pushed into me one last time a roared out into the woods and started cumming deep inside. I could feel him pulsate with each shot as he coated my insides with his seed, his body pressed against mine as he barely moved and orgasmed.
After he stopped cumming, he leaned down and laid on top of me, kissing me lightly along my jawline and up to my ears. I was still barely able to form a thought but enjoyed the tenderness of the moment after that epic and brutal fuck. He eventually softened and was expelled from my hole. I was surprised there was enough muscle tone left in my sphincter to push him out, but he stood on the ground next to the truck and took a moment to look at me and the mess I was. I could feel his huge load bubbling out of my ass and running down to the seat of the truck, no doubt to join the countless other loads that have been dropped there over the years. Barely words spoken between us, he eventually grabbed his clothes and got dressed before walking back into the woods.
I stayed there for a while to gather my strength before I sat up and surveyed my surroundings. It was starting to get warmer, the morning chill burning off to the bright sun as it rose up through the trees. My ass was still loose and leaking, but my legs had regained enough strength that I climbed out of the cab of the truck and gathered my clothes strewn about along the ground. I got dressed and considered but quickly dismissed the thought of continuing my run back to campus, instead taking a leisurely stroll through the woods and relishing the feeling of his cum as it leaked from my floppy hole.
I went back through the woods there many times to try to find Pablo again, but I never did. He remains a near fantasy fuck that I will remember always.
Thanks! Let me know want you thought! Drew (writer.drew@proton.me)