Hitching to L.A.
by Greg Bowden jg.ps@gte.net
It was a cold, foggy morning when I started out and I was pretty well chilled through by the time I got out to the highway and stuck out my thumb. I was lucky though and almost immediately an old blue Chevy pulled over and the old couple inside offered me a ride. They said they were on their way to Reno for the slot machines and would be glad of my company. They seemed a little disappointed when I said I was trying to get to L.A. but they told me to get in anyway. I rode with them all the way over to the Interstate and then they went out of their way to drop me at the big truck stop just outside Sacramento. The old man said he was sure I'd find someone to give me a ride from there, maybe a trucker who'd take me all the way down to Los Angeles. The woman gave me a sandwich and an apple from their lunch basket and patted my hand, telling me to be careful. They were really nice folks and I hope they hit all the jackpots in Reno.
The sun was out in Sacramento and the morning had turned hot enough that I was beginning to sweat under my heavy shirt and jeans. I looked around and finally found the rest room squeezed in between the convenience store and the restaurant. I went in to change into the gym shorts and tee shirt I had stashed in my backpack.
There was only one guy in the rest room, standing at the urinal and paying no attention to anything, so I wriggled out of my backpack and pulled off my shirt. The guy at the urinal finished, zipped up and left without so much as a glance in my direction.
Another man came in about the time I got my boots off and was shucking out of my jeans. He went over to the urinal, pulled out his dick and then stood back a little, letting me watch him piss. He had a nice dick, long and thick with a dark, flaring head. I wondered how much bigger it would be when it got hard.
By this time I was naked except for my jockeys and the guy was looking me over pretty good so I thought what the hell and pulled off the underwear, too. It looked to me like his dick was beginning to grow as I took my time hunting around in my backpack for my gym shorts. When my back was to him I kind of flexed my buns and then bent over a little, not enough for him to see my hole but enough so's he'd know where it was.
When I looked at him again his dick was well on the way to a hard-on. He started to say something to me but a couple of guys came in just then and one of them asked him how it was going. He must have known them because he stuffed his dick back in his pants real quick so they wouldn't see it was getting hard. They ignored me so I pulled on my shorts, laced up my boots and went outside. I hung around a few minutes to see what would happen but they all three came out together and went off towards the coffee shop without so much as a glance in my direction. Seeing them go in the restaurant made me realize I was hungry so I went over to a shady spot by the diesel pumps and ate my sandwich and apple.
"We're goin' to L.A. if you're lookin' for a ride that direction." It was the man from the rest room, standing about three inches behind me.
"Yes, sir. L.A.'s where I'm headed. I would appreciate a ride very much."
"Well, come on then. Al, that's my partner, Al's hot to get goin'." He grabbed my backpack with one hand and stuck the other out to me. "The name's Roy."
We shook. "Dan."
"Well, come on, Dan. Let's get with it."
I followed him through the fuel islands to a bright green eighteen wheeler. There was the name of some furniture store stenciled on the trailer but I saw Al & Roy Trucking painted on the door to the cab.
"Al, this here's Dan. Needs a ride to L.A." I went to climb into the cab but Roy put his hand flat against my ass and just pushed me up, onto the seat. Then he got in and tossed my backpack onto the pad behind the seat.
Al was a big man, very muscular and with an unruly tuft of black hair spilling out over his tight tank top. "Howdy, Dan." He looked at Roy. "Well, come on, let's get going." Roy slammed the door, Al gunned the engine and we pulled out of the truck stop.
I watched Al maneuver the big rig down the road and onto the Interstate. He was a good looking man with a very promising bulge at his crotch.
"How come you're hitching?" Roy asked.
"Usual reason. Not much money and I want to get to L.A.."
"Well, we'll get you there." He looked me up and down. "You sure do look a lot cooler than I feel. Good move, getting out of those jeans back there. It is hot!" He tried to pull his shirt off but seemed to get caught in it and knocked Al's coffee cup out of its holder onto the seat, practically in my crotch. I jumped up so I wouldn't get scalded.
"Shit, Roy. Now look what you done. There's coffee all over the damn seat. And all over Dan here, too." He ran his hand lightly over my ass.
"Jeez, I'm sorry, Al. Here, Dan, move over here so's I can wipe it up." He pulled me to him, sitting me on his lap.
"Just leave it be, Roy. No sense in staining your shirt, too. The seat'll dry. You don't mind, do you Dan? Just for a while?"
"No, I'm okay," I said. "How about you, Roy? Am I too heavy?"
"Not if you'll just shift a bit." He took hold of me just below my arm pits and lifted me up, sliding himself a little further under me. "There, that's better."
I could feel the hard ridge of his fly buttons pressing into the crack of my ass. That, along with the feel of his breath on my neck made my dick begin to stir in my shorts. I squirmed a little.
"Those metal buttons digging into you?" Al asked. "Roy, pull that fly back so Dan there ain't sittin' right on it."
Roy pushed me up and I heard the sound of popping fly buttons. He adjusted himself for a moment and then said okay. I sat back on another firm ridge but this one was warm and flexed under me. My dick rose up and made an obvious tent in my shorts.
"Hey, I got a better idea," Roy said. "First, we get rid of these." He tugged at my shorts and I lifted up a little, letting him push them down. "Then," he reached into the door pocket, "some of this." He pushed me up again and spread a cool slickness on my ass. Then he pulled me back down until his hardness was pressing into me. I took a deep breath. "Easy, Dan. Take it slow," he said. Suddenly my ass ring relaxed and the head of his dick slipped into me. He held me there for a couple of seconds, letting me get used to the heat and feel of him. Then he slowly let me down until I was sitting on him and his throbbing dick was buried completely inside me.
"You okay, Dan-boy?"
I took his hand and wrapped it around my hard dick. "That answer your question?"
He stroked his hand along my dick a couple of times and then reached up and pulled my shirt off. His hands played over my chest and he made me groan when he lightly rolled one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. "You like that too, don't you?" He ran his hands down, across my belly and then back to my chest. "You got great pecs Dan-boy, you know that?" He was pinching both my nipples now and driving me wild.
I tried to move on him, raising myself up and then dropping back down on his dick but he wouldn't let me.
"You leave that to the truck, Dan-boy. Just settle down and the truck'll do it all for us." He ran his hand slowly over my belly. "Feel it?"
I relaxed against Roy's body and kind of let myself go. Sure enough, it was there, a deep rumbling vibration way down in my gut. At first it seemed to come from Roy's dick buried deep inside me but then I felt it in my balls and my own hard dick. It was like a million feathers falling over me and in me, charging every part of me with some sort of electricity.
"Yea, you feel it." Roy was touching my nipples again, sending charges of pleasure through me, charges which seemed to go directly to his dick because I could feel it pulse inside me, a second vibration layered over the first. He seemed to grow, filling me and focusing the power of the truck deep inside my ass.
As we rumbled down the highway I kind of gave myself up to that pole of hard flesh pushed up inside me. It was almost like dozing off except that I was wide awake, aware of Roy's hands on my belly, his fingers on my nipples. And that huge dick filling me as full as I'd ever been.
I became aware of a new sound, a new sensation. Roy was moaning and kissing me on the neck. I knew it was about to be over.
"Oh, Dan-boy. Here it comes." I felt him let go inside me, a sudden sensation of heat and motion. His dick throbbed in my ass and filled me with his liquid fire. His pleasure washed over me and then I realized it was mine, too. My dick became a fountain, spraying its own white fire onto the windshield.
When we finally caught our breath, Al looked at us and laughed. "You guys really got into that, didn't you? Well, Dano," he said, reaching out and pinching one of my nipples, "I hope you also like it just a little rougher."
I saw that he had taken his dick out. It didn't look like it was even firm yet but it was already bigger than Roy's. I reached over to touch it but he pushed my hand away. "Not yet, not while I'm driving. I just let it out to cool a little."
Roy's dick began to soften and I felt it shrink a little in my ass. He pulled me further into his lap so it couldn't slip out and the feel of it stirring around inside me kept my own dick at half mast.
We passed another truck and the driver honked and waived to us. "I wonder what the other truck drivers think about all this," I said. "I mean, they must know what's going on when they see me sitting up in your lap like this."
"Well, it's one of two things, Dan-boy. Either they don't notice or they don't care."
"Or they're jealous, like he was," Al chimed in.
An hour or so later we came to one of those highway rest stops and Al pulled off the Interstate. "Time for a piss break," he said, "and for you, Roy, to wash your dick. You probably need a little relief too, huh Dano?"
I lifted myself off Roy and his dick, which was full hard again, slipped out of me. He wiped it with a towel while I pulled my shorts up. As we walked into the rest room Al gave my buns a quick pat and said, "you better go in a stall and sit for a spell. Let some of Roy drain out of you."
Roy pointed out the far end stall. "Use that one. It's always the cleanest one here. We'll wait around so you take as long as you need."
The stall was clean, so clean there wasn't even much wall writing to read. The door latch didn't work either. Al had been right though, I did need to sit for a while after having Roy's dick up my ass for the last hour and a half or so.
I hadn't been in there long before I heard someone come into the rest room, walk up to the stall door and pause for a second. Then I heard the sound of a zipper and suddenly this guy just walked into the stall, his cock and balls hanging out of his pants. I was too surprised to say anything as he pushed the door shut behind him, wedging it with a match book. Then he stood silently in front of me, his dick slowly rising. He flexed it, showing me how hard it was and then took a step closer so that it was swaying right in front of my face.
It was a good looking dick, too, shorter than average but thick and neatly clipped, leaving the skin nice and tight. The cock-head was smooth looking, colored a dark pink and with a flaring ridge and an oversized pee slit, slick with honey. I leaned forward and tasted the honey, just barely touching the slit with my tongue. The guy caught his breath and his cock bounced off my nose. I brushed my lips across the head and then let him ease it into my mouth. He moaned when I brushed my tongue over that little bundle of nerves just under the head but he didn't stop. He pushed in until my nose was rubbing around in his wiry hair and his balls were settled in against my chin. He stayed that way for a while, letting me get used to the feel of his thick shaft filling my mouth.
It seemed a perfect fit, that dick and my mouth so I let him do whatever he wanted. I played with his balls and patted his buns but all he really seemed to want was to keep his dick plugged into my mouth while my tongue scrubbed it down.
After a while he took hold of my head and began to move, giving me a long, slow face fuck. When his movements became faster my tongue wrestled with his dick, trying to wrap itself around that flared head. I sucked in my cheeks and let him feel them against his shaft.
His breathing became real ragged and he locked my head in his groin, thrusting faster and faster until he let out a little yell and filled my mouth with warm, salty cum. He held me that way for a little, catching his breath and letting his dick go soft on my tongue.
"Jee-sus," he said as his dick finally slipped out of my mouth. "You give one hell of a blow job, that's all I can say." He tucked himself away, zipped up his pants, opened the door and walked out.
My dick was up and ready to go but I decided I'd better get out of there and back to the truck before Al and Roy drove off without me.
Back at the truck Roy was sitting in the driver's seat.
"Where's Al?"
"Back there, checking something in the trailer."
Another truck pulled out of the parking lot and sounded its horn. The guy I'd just blown in the rest room was driving. Roy waived at him and sounded his own horn.
"Friend of yours?" I asked.
"He is now. Probably for life." He laughed.
I looked at Roy quizzically and he laughed, handing me a fifty dollar bill. "I just steered him to a fifty dollar blow job and he thought it was the biggest bargain of his life."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Hey, you said money was short. We just told the guy where you were and stood watch for him. Told him to pay whatever he thought it was worth. He thought it was worth a thousand but fifty was all he had." Roy shrugged. "Hey, it's hard to find a really good blow job when you're out on the road. What can I tell you?"
I thought about it for a second and then laughed. The one time in my life I sucked cock for money I didn't even know I was doing it.
"Here's Al. Let's get going." We began to roll towards the highway.
As soon as we were back on the Interstate Al pushed his hand into my shorts and started playing with my cock and tugging on my balls. By the bulge swelling up in his jeans I could tell he liked what he was doing; he knew I did, too, since the head of my dick was beginning to push out over the top of my shorts.
"Here," he said pulling at my shorts, "let's get you out of these silly things. I like to see the dick I'm playing with. As soon as he had me naked he began to slap my dick lightly with his palm, making the thing snap up against my belly. Then he grabbed my nipples and pinched them, hard.
"Come on, Dano, let's see what you can do." He shrugged out of his tank top and then pulled me on top of him, burying my face in the thick, wiry hair covering his chest. His big hands held my head and pushed it down on his tit. I licked, tasting the salt dried in his hair.
"A little harder, Dano." He forced my mouth tighter against him and I sucked in his nipple and rubbed it against my teeth with my tongue. "Harder." He increased his hold on me so I bit down on his nipple. "Oh, yeah, Dano. Yeah, that's it." I felt the bulge at his crotch expand.
Al shoved a hand down between us and ripped open his jeans. "Better get down there quick, before it's too big to swallow." He pushed me down between his legs until my face was in his crotch. I reached up and took hold of his dick which was firm but not yet really hard; already it was a monster. I pushed my mouth down on it and ran my tongue around under the hood, feeling for the flair of the head. The taste was of musk and salt and it made my dick snap up harder than ever. I slid my mouth down on him, pushing his skin with me, uncovering his cock-head as it worked itself back towards my throat.
"Oh, that's it, Dano. That's it." He pushed my head farther down on his dick and then grabbed my tit, squeezing and twisting the nipple. I took hold of my own cock but he slapped my hand away. "Not yet, Dano. We're just starting and you sure don't want to unload that thing yet." I let go of myself and played with his balls instead, pulling on the long hairs and lightly pinching the sac. That really set him to groaning. He kept pinching and squeezing my nipples until they were hard, super-sensitive points.
After a while I felt the truck slow and finally swerve off the road and come to a stop. Roy reached over and ruffled my hair. "Can't drive and watch this, too. Damn, you two are hot."
Al pulled me up from between his legs. "Come on, Dano, lets us get up where Roy can see." He pushed me up onto the mattress on the platform behind the seat. Then he slipped out of his jeans and followed me up. Roy turned around and leaned against the dash, his hard cock already out of his pants and in his hand.
Al stretched out on his back and pulled me onto his chest, indicating I should go back to work on his tits. When I did he reached back and began rubbing and patting my buns. I felt his huge dick grow between us until it felt like a club pressing into my belly.
"Okay, Dano. Up and over." Al pushed me off and rolled himself over, onto my back. He sat on my legs, massaging my buns for a while before he spread some cool, slick lube over my ass. Then I felt the head of his monstrous dick, pressing against my hole, trying to force it's way in. I tried to relax but God damn, he was so big I didn't think I could ever take him.
"Relax, Dan-boy," Roy said quietly. "Just relax and let him in." I felt Al's big hand on my ass, rubbing it lightly. The tip of his cock-head was forcing its way in and my ass began to loosen up but I still didn't think I was ever going to get that huge bat of a dick up my ass.
Al pushed harder against me and then suddenly hauled off and gave my ass a stinging slap. I sucked in my breath and bucked back; the head of his dick slipped neatly inside me.
"So that's what it takes, huh Dano?" He slapped my ass again, hard, and another inch of dick slipped into me. "You like that? I like it too." Another hard slap and another couple inches of dick pushed up my ass. "Oh, Dano," he said, slapping my ass again, "there's nothing better than a good, rough fuck, is there?" One more time the flat of his hand made stinging contact with my ass and he shoved the rest of his dick into me.
He stopped for a minute, gently caressing my stinging buns and letting me feel that monster of a dick buried deep in my ass. The fullness was like nothing I'd ever felt. Then he moved, settling against me and I felt his balls brush against mine.
He pulled back an inch or two, testing my openness. "Still kind of tight, aren't we, Dano?" He delivered another stinging slap to my ass and pulled that thing back until only the head was inside me. It felt like he'd pulled my guts out along with his dick but he put it all back in order by lunging back into me, shoving his dick even further into me than it had been before.
"You like this, don't you Dano? Getting fucked." He began to rock his dick back and forth , pulling out just an inch or two, then pushing back in.
"Oh God, Al," I said, "don't tease me with that thing. Come on, man. Fuck!" I pushed back against him, wanting to feel that dick of his slamming in and out of my ass.
"You heard the man, didn't you," Al said to Roy who was watching us, slowly pulling on his own dick. "The man said he wanted to get fucked. Shall I accommodate him, Roy? Fuck him like he wants?"
"Sure, Al. Go ahead. Fuck the shit out of him."
Al pulled back, sliding about half of his dick out of me, then he slowly pushed it all back in, filling my guts again. He did it again only faster this time, then again, faster still. Finally he was yanking his whole dick out of me and then driving it back in with all the force he could muster. As he pounded that dick in and out of me I felt the fire in my balls get hotter and hotter until I knew they were going to explode out my cock.
"He's gonna to come, Al. I can see it in his face," Roy said, working his dick faster.
"Ah, shit, then so am I, Roy. So am I." He pounded my ass, trying to drive that dick of his clear through me and out my mouth. I lost all control then and started shooting the biggest load of my life. It just went on and on and on. That triggered Al and I felt him hosing down my ass, filling me with white hot cum. His thrusts in my ass gradually slowed until he finally collapsed on my back, his dick still hard but quiet in me.
"Dan-boy? You want to help me out?" It was Roy, leaning up into the compartment, his rigid dick throbbing just a little.
"Sure he will, Roy," Al said, shifting us so my lips just brushed Roy's dick. "Won't you, Dano?" He pressed on the back of my head pushing my mouth onto Roy's hard cock. It only took a minute or so. I ran my tongue under the head of Roy's dick a couple of times, he thrust forward once and then came, filling my mouth with bittersweet cum. I drained him and then lay quietly, feeling his dick begin to soften in my mouth.
Finally Roy let himself slip out of my mouth and he sat back in the driver's seat. "Guess we better get going if we're going to make it to L.A. today. You guys going to stay up there for a while?"
Al rolled me onto my side. "What do you think, Dano? A little nap?" He flexed his dick in my ass and pulled me tight into his crotch.
"I tell you what, Roy. I'll keep him loose while you drive for another hour or two and then he can sit on your lap while I get us home. Fair deal?"
"Fair deal, Al." Roy pulled the big rig back onto the highway and drove while Al gave me the longest, slowest fuck of my life.
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Greg Bowden jg.ps@gte.net