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Lonely Truckers
Chapter 2
About 6 months after I started working for Freddy, he asked if I might like to learn to drive tractor trailers and get my CDL license. I'd actually been thinking about asking him about that, so I said "yes". He grinned and told me he'd help me do that. And he did. He helped me study for and get my permit. He also taught me to drive his tractor, and helped me enroll in CDL class. A few months later, I got my CDL license, and from then on, Freddy had me share the driving with him.
Now, fast forward a year or so. As you'll recall, when Freddy offered me the job and I'd questioned his motives, one of the reasons he'd hired me was because he had plans he didn't want to discuss just yet. Well, after I'd gotten my CDL, and begun sharing the driving with him, Freddy finally shared his plans with me. He told me he wanted to expand his business, and hoped I was planning on staying with him. He said he wanted to buy a second tractor trailer, and resume doing some long-haul work like he'd been doing up until shortly before I'd started working for him, as well as keeping his current local route. He wondered if I'd be willing to drive the long haul runs down to florida and back. Monday mornings I'd load up here (upstate New York) and drive half way to Florida, sleep in the truck's bunk that evening at a truck stop, drive the rest of the way to Floriday on Tuesday, and unload. I'd stay in Florida Tuesday night, then Wednesday, load up again and drive north. That night I'd sleep in the truck's cab at the truck stop again, and Thursday, finish my run home, and unload here. Then I'd have Fridays - Sundays off.
I should mention that not long after I got my CDL, my girlfriend and I had broken up - she wasn't happy with the relationship being so stagnant. She'd expected a marriage proposal, and I really didn't want to tie myself to her that much, so... we split up. When Freddy asked if I'd take the long haul route, since I didn't have anything tying me down, I said "yes".
Fred was ecstatic, and ordered the second Tractor Trailer, which we picked up a couple weeks later. And, during the intervening week, Freddy and the company in Florida he was setting up the hauling deal with, finalized the details. He also hired another guy to replace me, freeing me up to do the long haul runs.... Yes - the idea of Freddy replacing me with another guy made me sad. Not only was I going to miss our constantly being together, but, it almost felt a little like a betrayal. On the other hand, Freddy was "promoting" me, and making me more of his equal by having me drive a route for him. So... I guessed it was OK.
The following Monday morning after we'd gotten the new truck, Freddy, the new guy John, and I loaded up both our trailers, and while Freddy and John took off without me to do the local run in Freddy's new tractor trailer, I took off alone, for Florida, driving the old rig.
Later that evening, having only made a few quick pit stops to pee, and grab some food, just after crossing over from Virginia into North Carolina, I located the truck stop that Freddy told me would be the best place to layover til morning. It was easy to find - right off the first exit off the highway. It had a huge parking area for tractor trailers, a large fueling station of course, and a large building housing restrooms, a shower facility, and several restaurants, and a convenience store. There were already a lot of trucks parked in the lot, but I found a slot closer to the far end of the lot, and pulled into it. Stiff, and a little tired after driving so far all at once, I hopped out of the truck, and walked into the building to use the restroom and get some supper.
As I walked from the truck into the building, I noticed a guy climb down out of the cab of another rig that had just pulled in. He looked a little older than me, was a couple inches shorter than me, just as skinny, but a little more muscular. He had a shaggy mop of dark curly hair, and well-tanned skin. And this guy was damned cute! As we both walked toward the building I looked over at him, and noticed he was looking at me too. When he noticed I'd seen him looking at me, he gave me a nod and a friendly smile. His smile made him look even cuter! Of course, I smiled and nodded back at him.
Naturally, the first thing we both did when we walked into the building was head to the men's room, and right up to the row of urinals. As there were already a few other guys spread out across the row of urinals, in the process of peeing, neither of us was immediately certain which urinal to choose. There were two together that were open, while all the others were singles in between the guys already peeing. Again, we glanced at each other, and he gave a snort and smirk and stepped up to one of the two next to each other, so I smiled and stepped up to the one next to him. As he peed, I could hear his stream. It was long and strong.
I was surprised when I furtively turned my eyes and glanced sideways in his direction, without turning my head, that he appeared to have doing the same, looking sideways in my direction as well. I couldn't help myself then from dropping my eyes a little to see if I could see his dick. As I did, it seemed he pulled his hips back just a little, almost as if he knew I was looking, and he wanted me to get a look at him. Or, he was just getting ready to tuck it back in. Whichever was the case, I got a quick peek at him, and saw the end of his obviously circumcised prick, which had a good-sized classically shaped mushroom head. As I looked, he gave a couple strong residual squirts, then shook it off, and stowed it back in his pants.
In case he might be trying to get a look at my cock, I too pulled back slightly, gave a couple squirts and shakes before stowing it away as well. Glancing sideways again, I thought maybe he was looking, but I couldn't be sure.
Together we washed our hands at neighboring sinks, then dried our hands, and left the men's room.
Momentarily then forgetting the other guy, I looked at the selection of restaurants lined up against the far wall. There were several. I had been hoping to have some pizza, and was not disappointed to see a pizzeria. As I headed to the back of the Pizzeria's line, I was aware that my "piss-mate" was following me to the same line. Was it intentional? Was he following me? Or, did he really just want pizza too???
I didn't turn around. I just stood waiting. When we got to the front of the line though, I could actually feel the guy standing directly behind me. He was close enough it seemed as if I could feel the heat from his body! I wanted to spin around and see just how close he was, but of course I couldn't do that. So, I did the next best thing. I casually shifted my weight and took a slight step back with my right foot, and sure enough, I backed right into him.
"Sorry!" he gasped, and he looked a little embarrassed, when I looked back at him. "I'm getting crowded from behind. Didn't mean to get so close."
"My fault," I said, smiling. "No worries."
"I can't belive how crowded it is here today," he said.
Glancing around I noticed the place was packed.
"This is my first time here, but it does look really busy," he agreed.
"Where are you from?" he asked.
"Upstate New York," I said. "You?"
"Florida," he sad.
"That's where I'm headed," I said.
"And, I'm headed for New York City," he said, and he smiled at me.
"NEXT!" I heard a gruff call in front of me.
When I turned and looked, I realized it was my turn.
"OH!" I said, and I gave a nervous chuckle. Quickly I jumped forward and put in my order and paid.
The guy behind me was called next, and put in a similar order, then moved over next to me to wait for his food too.
"So it's your first time here? You don't come this direction usually?" he asked.
"We're just starting to haul to Florida again. My boss used to do it all the time, but he got a second rig, and I'm doing the run now. This is my first one," I said.
"Cool!" he said. "I've been hauling back and forth to New York each week for about 6 months now."
Both of our orders came up then, so we each grabbed our trays, and set off toward the dining area. When we got there, nearly every table was occupied. Quickly the curly dark-haired guy grabbed a table off to the right, in the back corner, that had just been vacated. As he sat down, he looked back at me, grinned, and motioned for me to join him. Smiling, I walked over.
"Join me. We might as well share a table," he said. "It'll leave more room for other people too. Besides, who wants to eat alone? I'm Curtis by the way."
"Glenn," I said, smiling, and sitting down opposite him.
For a moment we were both quiet as we started eating. After a couple bites though, Curtis started talking again. We talked along steadily then about our work, the local weather - it was going to be cold that night, and whatever else we found interesting to talk about. Before we knew it, we'd both finished eating, and had been sitting talking for another half hour. As it turned out, Curtis was about 5 years older than me. He was single too, and no kids. He'd been driving trucks for about 6 years, and liked it. And he was driving a regular route from Florida to New York City and back each week.
"I stop here for the night each Monday and Wednesday night on my way through," Curtis said.
"Me too!" I said. "Only I'm running the opposite directions from you!"
We both grinned.
As we talked, I couldn't help but keep my eyes on Curtis. He was so damned cute, and - Sexy too! My dick was in a state of semi-erection the whole time we sat there. I also noticed that he was looking at me a lot more than a casual acquaintance would. At first, I felt self-conscious, as if I had a bat in the cave, or a piece of something stuck between my teeth. I quickly rubbed my nose, and licked my teeth just in case, but still he continued looking at me afterward, smiling, almost admiringly the entire time.
"So, you sleeping over tonight then?" Curtis asked, changing the subject suddenly, and confusing me.
"Huh?" I asked. "Sleeping over?"
Curtis blushed a little and chuckled. "I meant are you spending the night here at the truck stop tonight?"
"OH!" I said, grinning, laughing, and blushing a little myself. "Sounded like you were inviting me to spend the night at your place!"
Still blushing, he laughed too.
When we stopped laughing, he continued looking at me - rather intently. I couldn't exactly read his look. Although I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable, I boldly met his gaze. When our eyes locked, I felt some sort of a connection with him, and in my peripheral vision, I saw his expression become serious. And in that moment, suddenly I became extremely aroused, and all I could think, as my dick suddenly strained against my pants was "Damn I wish he HAD been inviting me to spend the night!"
"Wellll...." he said, suddenly smiling a little lewdly at me. He leaned forward then, and lowered his voice. At the same time, under the table, I felt his hand gently grip my thigh, just above my left knee. "You are pretty damned cute! So..."
I felt my eyes open wide. I was shocked. Was he feeling the same as I was????
Abruptly, Curtis's hand left my knee, and he leaned back again, the lewdness leaving his smile, and he said, "I'm sorry! I guess I got the wrong idea."
"NO!" I cried, suddenly, without thinking. "You didn't!"
Then I blushed deeply, realizing I'd suddenly outted myself!
"Really?" Curtis asked, his smile returning.
"Uh...," I started. Because I'd been with girls all along ever since high school, I really had no idea what I was doing. And... I'd never actually admitted to anyone, other than Jared of course, that I had any interest in guys, so I was reeling a little from the fact I'd just come out to this complete stranger. Then again, as I felt Curtis's hand grip my leg again, my cock stiffened, and I suddenly realized, hooking up with him was exactly what I wanted - No! It was exactly what I'd needed! so, finally, I blurted "Yeah!"
Curtis looked curiously at me then, although his hand remained on my thigh.
"OK, but how come you sound so uncertain?" he asked.
I thought a moment, then realized, that if I'd come out, I might as well come completely clean.
"Well...," I said. "Um... see I've known all along - since I was a kid, that I like guys, but... I guess I was kinda in denial, because I only ever had relationships with girls. The last one just ended rather recently, and it had been going on for a few years. So... I really don't have much experience hookin up with guys. So..."
"I see," Curtis said, and his hand left my leg, and he straightened up. "So... have you ever been with a guy?"
"Well, yeah," I said, and I explained briefly about my short adolescent relationship with Jared.
"And, you've never been with another guy?" Curtis asked, sounding surprised.
"Nope," I said.
"And-and you're sure you like guys?" he asked.
"Oh yeah!" I said, giving him a lew look up and down. "Especially cute ones like you!"
"All right, all right, all right," Curtis drawled, immitating Matthew McConaughey.
I grinned back at him.
"How 'bout we take this party to my cab then?" Curtis asked.
"Sounds good!" I said, my voice suddenly a little dry due to the sudden extreme level of arrousal that washed through by body. Quickly I finished my soda.
We got up then, went and used the bathroom again, although both of us had a struggle getting our hardons back into our pants, which caused us to snicker.
On the way out of the building we grabbed a couple sodas to take with us. Then, I followed Curtis back to his rig, and glancing around to make sure nobody was watching, we quickly climbed up into it. He locked the doors as I climbed up into the bunk, and then he followed me, drawing the curtains behind us.
As I laid back on the bunk, Curtis laid back facing me, and then his hand cupped my genitals. Finding me hard, Curtis smiled and molded his hand around my erection, and began rubbing it, nearly making me cum in my pants.
I began rubbing his hardon too, and I could tell he too was very excited.
"Let's get naked," Curtis suggested, sounding a little breathless.
As quickly as we could in the cramped quarters, we both fully undressed. Then, once we were both completely naked, we laid back down again, and let our hands explore one another's bodies.
"I've never seen a guy with such light pubes!" Curtis said, as he ran his fingers through my dirty blond bush. "I love it!"
Smiling I said, "Glad you like it. I often wish instead of being blond all over, I was dark haired like you!"
"No!" Curtis said. "You're beautiful!"
A shiver ran through my body as he ran his hand over my smooth, hairless belly, and then around to my back and down to my smooth ass.
"Absolutely gorgeous!" he murmured, smiling to himself, obviously enjoying my body.
I too was rather enamored with Curtis's body. He did have body hair - not a lot, just enough. And, being that he had dark hair, his body hair was dark, and he had a small amount of hair on his chest, and a beautiful treasure trail from his navel to his thick pubic mound I could also feel a haze of soft hair on his lower back. He also had a generous bush in each armpit, which I nuzzled my nose into, breathing in Curtis's musky scent, making my cock surge with even more desire!
Unable to wait any longer, I moved downward, and grasped his penis, and moved in to take a closer look. It was about 8" long, pretty much matching my length, but it was thicker than mine. As I thought from the peek I had in the men's room, he, like myself, was circumcised. It had a bulbuos head, with a good size slit in the end, which was moist already. His balls were good-sized, and hung loosely in a scrotum, the skin of which was slack at the moment and sprinkled with dark hairs. His sack full of nuts fit very nicely in my hand, when I fondled it, which caused Curtis to gasp with delight!
"MMMMmmm..." he moaned, when I slid my mouth down over as much of his thick shaft as possible, after first licking at his slit to taste his juice, which was delicately salty. I loved his flavor. God! It had been way too long since I'd last tasted a cock in my mouth! Way too long!
Slowly I began sliding up and down Curtis's organ, and fondling his balls, as he occasionally moaned happily. I stopped after a moment, and suggested he roll completely onto his back, which he quickly did. Then, smiling up at me, he quickly spread his legs open. Smiling back at him, I got between his legs and went back down on him, and began sucking on his cock in earnest, while with my right hand, I hefted his balls and gently rolled them around in my hand, and with my left middle finger, I tenatively began to tickle the base of his ass crack.
"MMMmmmmmm..." Curtis moaned even more happily, as my finger touched his crack, and he drew his legs up a little, allowing my fingertip easier entry.
He gasped a moment later, when the tip of my finger touched his tight pucker.
For a couple minutes then, I worked on the gorgeous young trucker, while he laid back on the mattress and flicked and gently pinched his nipples, and gasped and moaned happily.
Too soon, I could tell that Curtis's orgasm was building, and within seconds, I tasted a steady light stream of saltiness, as he began quivering, and tensing and releasing, trying to hold off his climax as long as he could.
As I continued sucking on him, and fondling his balls, which had swelled a little and pulled up snug against his body. The skin of his scrotum had also drawn up tightly so it resembled a peach pit. Gently, but firmly, I pressed the tip of my finger firmly into the center of Curtis's anus, and after just a moment's resistance, his sphincter gave way, and I successfully slid my finger through his opening, pushing it deep up inside him, until I located his prostate gland, which I began rubbing.
"Ohhh Gooddd!!" Curtis gasped, and I felt his anus clenching and releasing.
I continued sucking, fondling, and rubbing his gland, and tasted more and more of his delightful precum, which had begun flowing freely from his piss slit.
Finally, after a few seconds of continual tensing and relaxing, of his kegel muscles, I felt Curtis's entire body tensing up.
"AAWWwwwmmmm!!!" he gasped suddenly, and ended in a groan seconds later, as his body suddenly and violently tensed completely, and I felt a blast of warm goo slap the back of my throat, and my mouth was flooded with his tangy fluid.
Quickly, as best as I could, I swallowed Curtis's semen, as I continued sliding my mouth up and down his shaft, while I gently kneaded his testicles, and massaged his prostate.
"OOHhhhh!!!" he groaned, cumming again, again flooding my mouth.
Curtis spasmed a few more times, each time, the strength of his spasm lessening a bit, until finally, his orgasm ended, and his body relaxed. I slowly sucked on him a while yet, until he gave a final surge, and as his body shuddered a little, and I tasted the last of his cum.
"Damn!" Curtis exclaimed, between breaths afterward. "That was awesome Glenn! You are fucking awesome!!!"
Sucking Curtis's shrinking cock dry as I finally pulled off it, my lips wet yet, I grinned up at him.
"MMmmm..." he moaned and grinned at me, and his body jerked slightly as I playfully wiggled my finger, which was still up his butt, around a little yet, before finally sliding it back out of him.
I laid down then next to him, and we both smiled at each other.
A few seconds later, he sat up and said, "Your turn. Lay back and enjoy!"
Grinning I laid back on the mattress, spreading my legs, and Curtis crawled between them.
"Ooohhh!!" I moaned happily, as Curtis's soft, warm, wet mouth, slid down over nearly the entire length of my shaft.
Slowly then, he began giving me much of the same treatment I'd given him. The only difference being that when he sensed my orgasm was building, he stopped momentarily, allowing my body to relax. Then he began again, and in that way, he was able to delay my climax, and draw out the amount of time he was pleasuring me.
Then too, after he brought me to a toe-curling, spine-shattering orgasm, swallowing all of my juice, as soon as my orgasm fully ended, he pulled his finger from my asshole, and to my surprise, hoisted my legs up, pushing them back and apart, so my thighs were pressed against the sides of my torso, and my ass was fully accessible. Then, to my great joy, he leaned in and began licking my pucker!
Apparently Curtis enjoyed boy pussy, because for the next 5 - 10 minutes, he licked and prodded at my asshole, and finally managed to shove his tongue through my opening, after which he tongue-fucked me a while. All of this of course caused me to become greatly aroused again.
Finally Curtis backed off, and sat back on his heels, then he pulled a tube of lubricant out of some side compartment, and proceeded to dribble some onto my asshole, which he then worked into me using his finger. Within seconds, he was sliding his finger in and out of me, rubbing over my prostate, sending shivers of joy up and down my body, as I groaned continually with pleasure!
Then, as he worked on me, he began sucking my dick again as well.
After a minute, a second finger entered me as well. And a minute later, a third.
Finally, Curtis slid all his fingers out of me and slid his mouth off me, and he looked up at me and asked, "May I fuck you?"
"Yes! But... I've never actually had a cock inside me, so be gentle please!" I gasped, my body quivering with excitement.
He smiled, and said, "I'll go slow and easy, and you can stop me anytime you want! So... I'd like to do it bareback if you don't mind. I promise, I'm clean! I was tested last month, and haven't been with anyone since a couple months before the test."
"I haven't been with anyone but my girlfriend in a long time too, and she'd never been with anyone else, so go ahead!" I said.
Smiling, Curtis lubed up, and squirted an additional dollop onto my anus, which he then worked into me with the head of his cock, before gently, but firmly pushing against my opening.
"AWWwwwww!!!" I gasped, when the head of Curtis's dick finally pushed through my anus. Quickly he yanked it back out.
"Are you OK?" he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
"Yeah," I said. "Just you're bigger than anything I've ever put up there. But try again now."
"OK," he said. Then grinning lewdly, he added, "But later, I wanta talk about the other things you've had up there!"
As I chuckled, he got into position again, and again pushed firmly with his glans into the center of my opening.
"Don't resist it," Curtis advised. "Actually... make like you're trying to push a shit out, only don't really shit! I'll pop in easier then."
I thought that sounded strange, but as Curtis pushed again, I did as he'd suggested, and suddenly, rather easily, probably because it had been forced through a few seconds earlier, Curtis's cock pushed through my opening, and began sliding into me.
"OHhhhhhh..." I gasped, as Curtis's cock slid into my body, rubbing past my prostate. It actually felt really good!
A couple seconds later, I felt his pelvis press up against my ass, and his pubic hair tickling me slightly. I felt like someone had impaled me with an entire phone pole, but it didn't hurt. I just felt really "filled up"!
For a few seconds, Curtis held still, letting my body get used to his cock. Finally though, he slowly began sliding back out of me. Before he completely popped back out of my body, he stopped and began slowly pushing back into me, bringing another moan from my throat.
Slowly then, Curtis began fucking me, and it felt awesome!
For the next couple minutes, Curtis steadily fucked me, gently and slowly at first, but then, as both of us began to feel our orgasms forming, I grabbed my cock and began masturbating, while he gradually built up his speed. Once another minute had passed, I was beating off vigorously, while Curtis was swiftly pumping in and out of me. Despite the chill outside the cab of the truck, and the fact the heat wasn't turned on yet inside the cab, both of us were exerting so much energy, that we both began sweating.
Both our orgasms began to rapidly build then, and within seconds, Curtis was slamming his hips back and forth, violently shoving his cock in and out of me, while my hand was flying! Both of us were breathing heavily, and I could see Curtis was getting ready to blow - I was too!
"Awwwgggmmm!!" Curtis gasped and groaned, as I felt him pause for just a second, as he injected my with his fluid, before he resumed fucking me.
As he gasped a second time, I too tensed and gasped, as a streak of whiteness blasted from the tip of my penis, landing on me in a string stretching from my left cheek, and down over my chin and neck.
Together we both spasmed joyously a couple more times, and then our orgasms waned. When they were over, Curtis, pushed himself deep up inside me, and gently lowered himself down on top of me, his arms resting outside mine, almost as if he was hugging me.
For a minute, we lay together, he on top of me, his head hanging over my left shoulder, panting heavily.
Eventually, as our breathing returned to normal, Curtis lifted his head and shoulders a little and he propped himself up and looked down at me smiling.
"That was so awesome Glenn!" he said. "I don't think I've ever had sex as good as what we've just had!"
"I feel the same way!" I said, smiling back at him.
I was suprised when he then leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips.
I'd never been very interested in kissing before. I willingly did so with my girlfriends, but never got much out of it. And I'd never kissed a guy before. Curtis's kiss though, was something else! I had never felt anything like it before. Hungrily, as he bent and kissed me a second time, I responded, which caused him to continue the kiss, instead of pulling back. And then, both of our mouths opened, and as our tongues met, I felt my own cock, and Curtis's which was still inside me, both flex. For a minute or so, we kissed each other hungrily, until both of us needed to stop to catch our breath. Only once our mouths had parted, did my penis finally relax and go flacid. Curtis's too finally slipped out of my asshole.
"So... why did you spend so much time with girls?" he asked.
"Appearances?" I said, in somewhat of a questioning way. "Did you ever date any girls?"
"Yeah," he said. "A little in high school... like you - for appearances. We tried sex but it didn't work for me."
He rolled off me then, and rolled onto his back next to me. I rolled onto my side then, and he said, "Snuggle on up to me."
I cuddled up to Curtis then, and he wrapped an arm around me, and with his free hand, pulled a blanket over us, then reached up for the thermostat and turned the heat on a little. Finally, he turned the light out.
"Sleep well Sweetness," he said, and he twisted his head to kiss my forehead, as I laid my head on his shoulder.
"You too," I said, as we hugged each other.
He must've been really tired, because he was snoring in a couple minutes. I fell asleep then too.
We slept cuddled up naked to one another like that all night. In the morning, when I woke, Curtis was awake already.
"Feel like makin' love again?" he asked, smiling.
"Yeah, but I gotta piss like a race horse first!" I said.
He showed me something interesting then. He had what he called a "piss tube" - basically a thick hose that was threaded down through a hole in the bottom of the cab. It was thick enough, so you stick your dick in it, and pee, and your piss would drain out under the truck. That way you never had to leave the cab just to take a leak.
"Cool!" I said.
We both used the "Piss tube" then, and then, Curtis made love to me again, bringing us both to awesome orgasms!
Afterward, we finally got dressed, and then went into the building. Both of us had to take a shit. I was a little surprised when I sat down on the toilet, and suddenly felt liquid oozing from my ass. At first I was worried I was bleeding from Curtis fucking me. Quickly I wiped, and then realized it was just some of his jizz leaking back out of me. A moment later, because my hole was still loose, and I was lubed inside, a large slippery log of shit blew swiftly out of me as well. For a couple minutes I stayed seated, in case anymore shit or liquid was gonna empty out of me. When nothing more happened, I finally wiped, got up, pulled my pants up and joined Curtis, who was waiting for me by the sinks.
"You OK?" he asked.
"Yup," I said, then I leaned in and in a low tone muttered, "Just had to let your cum drain back out of me!"
Curtis snickered then, and I chuckled along with him. We both washed our hands and left the bathroom.
As we waited in line to order breakfast, Curtis explained how the shower facilities worked at that stop. He said he'd would've loved to shower with me, but he was running late. I was too.
"Next time!" I said, smiling, as I already felt myself stiffening with anticipation.
"That's a plan!" Curtis said.
Quickly then we ate together, then walked back to our rigs.
I was sad when it was time for us to part, but Curtis grinned and said, "We'll see each other again Wednesday evening when we're stopping hereon our ways back through. And we'll check out the showers then too!"
"Yeah," I said. I could see Curtis's crotch was already bulging with anticipation, as was mine.
We said our good-byes then, and each set off in opposite directions.
I got to Florida just fine, and unloaded the trailer. That night, I slept in my own cab in the parking lot of the delivery point. The next morning, I loaded up and drove north again, and when I got to the thruck stop, pulled off, and parked in the same area. I was disappointed to not see Curtis's rig there yet. Then again, he had told me not to expect him until another couple hours later.
I went in and used the bathroom, and got a snack, then went back to my rig to wait for him.
Although I didn't see him pull in, nor did I see his truck, I grinned when there was a knock on my door... albeit it did startle me slightly. When I looked in the sideview mirror though, I was surprised to see that it wasn't Curtis knocking on my door!
"FRED! You in there?" I heard the guy who was standing there say.
Carefully, so as not to hit the guy, I opened the door. The guy standing there looked a little like Freddy, and I gauged him to be about the same age as Freddy. Oddly, it looked from my angle, like he was pitching a big tent in his pants.
"Who're you?" the man asked, looking surprised, and disappointed at the same time. "And what are you doin' in Fred's rig?"
"I'm Glenn, I work for Freddy," I said. "Who are you?"
"Oh!" the man said. "Um... I'm Earl. I drive truck too. Me and Fred used to meet up here quite often. It's been a long time since I last saw him, but when I saw his rig, I got excited. Is he here too?"
"No, sorry," I said. "He got a second rig, and then set up some long hauls for me to do with this one."
"Oh," Earl said. He sounded completely disappointed then, and it looked like his bulge was dissipating.
"Sorry," I said again. "I'll tell him you stopped by to say Hello though."
"Um.. sure, you do that please," Earl said.
He looked at me with a curious expression on his face then.
"So... did Fred ever mention me to you?" he asked, sounding a little hopeful.
"No, sorry he didn't," I said.
"Oh," Earl said, disappointed again. "Um... OK, Guess I'll see you then."
"OK," I said, "Bye."
He headed into the building then, and I continued watching for Curtis.
As I watched, several other trucks pulled in. Sometimes the drivers got out and went inside, other times they just crawled up into the back of their cabs, apparently to grab a nap.
As it got dark, I still sat waiting, and watching.
I was surprised when Earl came out of the building, and headed for a truck that had pulled in a few minutes earlier. When he got to it, without hesitation, he climbed up into the passenger seat, then both he and the driver quickly disappeared up into the bunk!
What possible reason would two grown men have for crawling into a small little private space like that - other than to get together? Were Earl and this driver having sex, like me and Curtis had, I wondered.
When neither man emerged after a few minutes, I wondered even more, and finally a minute or two later, curiosity got the better of me. Quickly and quietly I climbed down out of my cab and shut the door, then stealthily I dashed over to the side of the truck the two were in. For a minute I heard nothing, but I noticed that oddly, the cab seemed to be rocking back and forth just a little bit. Then finally, I heard a deep very masculine voice growl loudly "Oh God Earl, I'm gonna shoot!", then a moment later the deep voiced man groaned in that unmistakeable way a guy sometimes does when he's really enjoying blowing the first load of his orgasm! Grinning, I listened a few more seconds while he finished having his orgasm, then I walked quietly back to my rig, as best as my hard cock and tight jeans would let me walk, and climbed back up inside.
As I sat waiting and watching for Curtis to arrive yet, my hand moved to my crotch, and I began massaging my dick, as I thought about what Curtis and I would be doing soon, and what I knew Earl and the other driver were doing not far from me. If it wasn't for the fact that Curtis was on his way, I'd have quickly pounded one out then and there!
About 20 minutes later, just as Curtis pulled into the lot, Earl emerged from the other rig. Curtis's lights were right on him, as he climbed down out of the rig. Quickly Earl dashed over to another rig, and climbed in, and started it. As Curtis pulled into a spot, Earl pulled out. The driver of the other rig, a big black guy climbed down out of it then, and headed into the building.
Quickly, I climbed back down out of my rig again, and locked the doors, then dashed over to Curtis's rig.
"Hey Sweetness," he said, grinning, as I climbed into the passenger seat next to him.
"Hi Loverboy, I said. Apparently we already had nicknames for one another. We both chuckled.
"I see things are busy already," Curtis said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I saw 'Earl the Squirrel' hopping out of Jackson's rig when I pulled in, and now Jackson's goin' in to wash up," Curtis said. "Common knowledge those two connect for a quickie whenever they both come through at the same time."
"Really!" I said.
"Yup," Curtis said. "Earl's been hooking up with a lot of drivers here for several years. A lot of other drivers do it too."
"Interesting!" I said, deciding to keep my meeting with Earl to myself. I couldn't help wondering though if Earl and Freddy were just friends, as I'd been lead to believe, or if maybe they were doing each other too! Earl did have a teepee in his pants, and was really disappointed when it turned out to be me, instead of Freddy! And then too... there was the time Freddy gave me that massage... Damn! I wonder if Freddy had been hoping something more would happen between us!
"Um Hello!" Curtis said. "Earth to Glenn!"
"Oh! Sorry," I said. "So... you wanta eat first or...???"
"The only thing I'm interested in eating at the moment is that gorgeous ass of your's, so get up top! We can have a little fun first, then eat!" he said, grinning.
"And then have more fun after that?" I asked, hopefully.
"Hell yeah!" Curtis said, grinning. "Remember, we wanta shower too!"
And so, we locked the doors, and climbed up into the bunk, drew the drapes, stripped, and got busy!
About an hour later we finally re-emerged and went in for some food. After that, it was back to the rig for more fun, and finally, as we'd discussed, Curtis sent me to my rig to grab my towel and some clean clothes, then, as we'd discussed Tuesday, we set off together for the showers.
When he explained how the showers worked, Curtis hadn't described the actual shower area to me, and for some reason, I'd expected one big shower room, like in the high school locker room, where we'd all be naked, showering together, which could've been fun, but as I found out, there were individual stalls, with little antechambers where you could change - all very private! So, we ended up in our own little shower, which proved to be more fun, by far, than a communal shower would've been... unless there'd been an orgy going on.
Nobody was in the common area in front of all the individual showers, although a couple of the showers were occupied, and we could hear water running. Quickly, before anyone showed up, we dashed into one room together, and closed and locked the door.
Curtis turned on the water then, so that as we undressed, it could warm up. While we were undressing, he also warned me that the walls were thin, and I should be quiet, unless I wanted anyone to hear us. Quickly we stripped, and then jumped under the warm shower. It felt nice. I was surprised when Curtis reached up and redirected the spray off us.
I gasped softly a second later as Curtis began rubbing soapy hands all over my body then. As my penis flexed, he soaped me up all over, and spent a couple minutes then washing me, running his hands sensually all over me! Naturally, I loved when he worked on my genitals and ass, but it felt really nice when he worked on all the other parts of my body too. He even shampooed me!
I was disappointed when he rinsed me off, but a moment later, as he went down on me, I gasped again. Then, because I was so aroused already, it only took him a minute to suck me to completion.
When he finally stood up, his dick was pointing straight at me. Smiling, I got him wet, then moved the shower head and proceeded to thoroughly wash him as well, and like he'd done to me, once I'd rinsed him, I went down on him as well, and enjoyed a drink of his tasty love potion, as he gasped and groaned and squirted stream after stream of it down my throat!
Finally, we both fully rinsed, then turned off the water. As we dried off, we could hear some noises in the stall next to us. We both grinned when there was an unmistakeable groan of a man cumming. The question was, was he by himself, or was someone with him?
I was surprised when Curtis began quickly drying and dressing. He held his finger to his lips, warning me to be quiet. As soon as he had his pants on, while I was still drying off, he whispered, "Meet you outside." and unceremoniously, he grabbed his things and opened the door and dashed out of the stall toward a communal bench. Quickly I closed the door again, and finished drying off. Then I pulled on clean boxers and jeans, and gathered my things and joined Curtis.
"Why'd you book so quickly?" I hissed.
"I wanted to see who was next door," he said. Then sounding disappointed, he said, "it was just some old guy. He was alone."
"I see," I said.
"Well, get dressed, so we can go back to my rig and get undressed again," he said smiling.
As he packed up his things, I quickly finished dressing, and combed my still wet hair, then packed my things too.
We went and got some snacks and drinks for later, and headed back to Curtis's rig then.
Again it was a chilly evening, so as soon as we were locked securely inside Curtis's rig, we climbed up into the bunk area, closed the curtains, and turned on the heat. Then, of course, we stripped down fully again, and laid down and snuggled together under a blanket. It wasn't too long, and the cab was nice and warm inside, so we shed the blanket. Then Curtis spun around, so we were in a '69', and he went down on me again. Together we spent several minutes leisurely enjoying each other, then he reached for his lube, and asked me to turn onto my back and let him make love to me. Smiling, I did. He lubed up, then pulled my legs up, and went down on my ass for a minute or so, before finally getting into position and mounting me. Finally, then Curtis again began sliding in and out of me, until we eventually both reached our peaks, and as he spasmed with pleasure cumming inside me, I blew my load all over my belly.
When it was over, Curtis licked me clean, including my cock, and used a moist wipe on his cock. Then we pulled the blanket back over us, and turned out the light. Within minutes, we were both fast asleep.
Before breakfast the next morning, we made love one more time.
When it was time to part, I was so disappointed. Even though we had plans to meet up each Monday and Wednesday night from then on, Monday night was four and a half days away! Curtis felt the same way. Eventually though, we each had to leave, so we kissed good-bye, and took off in different directions.
The next chapter will be published shortly.