Author: Christopher Trevor
It was as Stan was rolling up the driver's side window of his 18 wheeler's cab when he heard, "Hey, hey Bud!! Wait!! Wait a sec!!"
With a smirky looking grin on his face the trucker quickly arranged himself in the driver's seat, looked to his left, and sure enough, the handsome young trucker he's seen in the roadside rest stop was frantically dashing toward him.
Stan figured him to be no more than 20 years old.
As he smirked/grinned some more the trucker said out loud, "Whoo whee, this is gonna be fun..."
"What do ya need, boy?" Stan called out when the blond haired trucker/kid was standing next to his truck.
Panting a bit, the young trucker said, "Directions, Sir, I need directions. You see the GPS in my rig over yonder is burnt out. I got a big haul in the back of my truck and I need to get to a place called Williamting Inc., or something like that."
"Williamting Inc. eh?" Stan asked, looking lecherously at the jailbait age appearing trucker.
"Sounds like this is your first run, eh boy?"
"Second, Sir, I'm Gary Klinger, by the way," the young trucker replied.
"Well howdy and hello to you, Gary Klinger, I'm Stan Barrows, my handle out there on the trucker's radio is Rocket Man!"
"Heh, I like that, Sir, Rocket Man, I still haven't come up with a catchy handle for myself yet," Gary chuckled. "So, do you think you can help me, Sir? I really need to get to that place called Williamting Inc."
"Well yeah, I've been on these roads a lot of years, I'm pretty sure I can help you, kid," Stan said, and opened the driver's side door of his truck's cab. "My map is right here...in my lap..."
But when Gary looked where Stan had indicated the map would be he saw no map, rather the rookie trucker saw...
"C-cock, um Sir, your cock is sticking up out of the top of your jeans there," Gary stammered, but not for an instant peeling his eyes away from the spectacle.
"Yeah, how about that, boy?" Stan replied, sounding absolutely lusty. "That's why I'm called the Rocket Man."
As Gary continued staring, transfixed, at Stan's erect cock he watched it ooze a large dollop of pre cum. The young trucker's jaw dropped and his breath caught in his throat.
"HEH, I had you figured right from the second I saw you in the rest stop over there, boy," Stan jabbered.
"Sir?" Gary asked, but did not move his eyes upward; rather he simply stared at Stan's exposed pre cum dribbling cock.
"I saw you checkin' me out in there, boy, lookin' at me with that lust in your baby blues," Stan went on. "I think I'll call you Baby Critter, there ya go boy, there's your trucker handle, Baby Critter..."
Finally, Gary peeled his stare away from the senior trucker's pre cum dripping cock, looked at him in befuddlement and practically whispered, "B-baby Critter, Sir?"
"HAH, yuh look like you're all of twelve years old," Stan jeered at the young trucker.
"Actually Sir, I'm nineteen," Gary said hesitantly...
...and watched as Stan ran a fingertip over the huge dollop of pre cum on his slit, and held it up...
...and Gary found himself leaning forward, his tongue hanging out.
Pulling his finger back, Stan laughed cruelly and said, "Oh wow, Baby Critter, you got it bad, you got it real fucking bad..."
Panting, practically gasping, Gary murmured, "Sir, please Sir..."
Grinning nearly maniacally the senior trucker moved his finger forward and to his total amazement Gary's mouth latched onto it faster than a stroke of lightning...
"MMMMMMMM, MMMMMMM..." the kid crooned, his eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy...
...as he sucked the dollop of pre cum off Stan's finger and chugged it down....
...and at the same time Stan's erection dribbled more pre cum.
As Gary sucked heartily on his finger, Stan kissed his cheek and said, directly into his ear, "There's plenty more where that came from, Baby Critter."
Letting Stan's finger slip out of his mouth, Gary looked around the parking lot of the rest stop area, saw other truckers coming and going, looked at Stan apprehensively and said, "Here Sir?"
"What, ya think any of these truckers never saw a rookie like you suckin' a senior trucker's cock?" Stan quipped, and hooked a huge hand around the back of Gary's neck, kissed his cheek twice more and said, with an air of authority in his tone, "Now, get yerself in my truck here, if not I'll never give you another chance."
Staring adoringly and HUNGRILY at Stan's bearded, goateed face, Gary pecked the man on his lips and whispered, "Yes Sir, Rocket Man...yes Sir..."
As fast as his work booted feet would take him Gary dashed around Stan's truck to the passenger side...
...and climbed in...
As Gary made his dash, Stan took his testicles out of his jeans...
...and in what seemed like seconds the rookie truck driver was half sitting half kneeling in the cab of the rig and he was in all earnestness heartily sucking Stan's cock...
...cradling the senior trucker's testicles in hand at the same time...
"AWWWWWHHH YEAH, yeah, knew you had it in for me when I saw you in the rest stop, Baby Critter," Stan grunted breathlessly, caressing the back of Gary's neck as he spoke. "I knew you wanted to work me over via my cock..."
In response, Gary dribbled profusely over Stan's pulsing cock, sucked up his saliva, gulped it down, and diddled the older trucker's testicles with his fingers and thumb of one hand...
"MMMMMM..." Gary swooned around the girth of cock in his mouth.
"OOOOOO FUCK Baby Critter, I'd like to take you the fuck home and just fuck you all the live long day..." Stan snarled, now squeezing the back of Gary's neck...
...pushing the young man's head farther down, forcing him to take the whole of his enormity into his mouth...
...down his throat...
"Yeah, fucking Baby Critter, that's it, deep throat that cock of mine, and show it the respect it deserves!!" Stan demanded. "FUCK, FUCK, I can tell this ain't yer first goddamned time at the rodeo, boy!! Yeah, like I said, I would love to take you home and fuck you all the live long day, but sadly I don't think the wife'll like it, HA!!!"
With that, Gary squeezed Stan's testicles, bobbing his head up and down on the man's cock.
"Alright boy, enough of that for the moment, I don't wanna cum all that quick, I wanna enjoy you, I mean REALLY fucking enjoy you!!" Stan squabbled, yanked the kid off his cock and dangled his head over the slimy saliva slicked meat stick. "Okay, now, lick my piss slit with just the tip of your tongue! Can't begin to tell you how much I love that!!"
Instantly obeying, Gary did as he was told.
"AWWWWWW FUUUCCCKKKK, fuck yes!!" Stan howled, his head arched back. "Love havin' my piss slit teased. Jeez Baby Critter, are you a find or what???"
As Gary licked and licked his piss slit the senior trucker was pre cumming like a leaky water faucet...
...and the newly nicknamed Baby Critter seemed only too happy to gulp down every dollop of it...
"AWWWWW fuck yeah Baby Critter," Stan groaned. "I got the distinct feeling we're both gonna be late with our drop-offs today..." the senior trucker groaned.
Taking his tongue tip off Stan's cock slit for a moment, Gary said, "If you say so, Sir..." and he quickly resumed tonguing Stan's cock slit...
"OOOOOOO your tongue is magic, Baby Critter," the senior trucker moaned...
...and then, Gary began teasing Stan the Rocket Man even more by taking just the helmet of his cock into his craw...
...and swirling his tongue round and round and round it.
"HHHUUHHHHH, AWWWWW yeah, fucking trickster you are, Baby Critter..." Stan huffed, kneading the back of the kid's neck. "Sending chills up my spine here..."
Then, Gary slowly and teasingly lowered his mouth back down on the senior trucker's cock, dribbling on it, wrapping his lips tightly around it as he sucked his saliva back up, diddled the man's testicles at the same time, loving how they were sweating...
...and when Stan's cock was throbbing in his mouth as he sucked it as if his mouth were working at bionic speed the older trucker bellowed...
"FFFUUUCCCK gonna cum like a banshee here, Baby Critter!!" the senior trucker roared, the sound of his voice filling the cab of the truck, and he had no doubt that his fellow truckers who may have been in the parking lot and were hearing him would be cheering him on as he came and came...
...feeding the eager young man every drop of his good stuff...
Thrusting his hips and ass up and down on the driver's seat, Stan fucked Gary's mouth for all he was worth...
Squishing sounds filled the cab of the truck as Gary went on and on gulping down sperm, not losing a drop of it as he did so...
Finally, when Stan was spent the rookie trucker let his cock slip from his mouth...
"Oh God, God almighty, that was great, Baby Critter..." Stan panted, as Gary settled in the passenger seat, watching as the older man packed his cock and testicles back into his jeans and zipped up.
"Now then boy, you needed directions..." Stan said after he had caught his breath...
"Yes Sir, Rocket Man that I did..." Gary said, smiling.
A short while later...
In the same parking lot of the rest stop, trucker, Neil Parker had just settled into the driver's seat of his truck's cab and as he was about to start the truck he heard, from the driver's side window, "Hey, hey wait Bud!!"
Turning, Neil saw Gary, the Baby Critter dashing toward his truck and exclaiming that he needed directions...
Neil Parker smirked evilly, thinking, "Wow, this must be my lucky day..."
/The End?/