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Lonely Truckers
Chapter 3
All day while I was driving north, I was in a state of post-sexual euphoria. All I could think about was how awesome it had been 'being with' Curtis! Of course, not even an hour had passed after I'd left him, and already I was wishing we were still back at the truck stop together, because I was ready for more action! Naturally, my cock was hard as a rock the whole time I drove along, as I relived every moment we'd had together. And, whenever both my hands weren't busy driving, my free hand was in my crotch, rubbing my rod! Before I even reached New New Jersey, I'd rubbed myself so much, it was a wonder I didn't have a hole in my pants where my cock was lying! I know, I know, you're wondering if I'd rubbed myself to completion - well... several times I really wanted to, but, because I was driving a rig, and not just a car, there was more to do, and I had to pay really good attention to what was going on on the road, so no - I did not take myself to orgasm! If I'd just been driving my car... well, I'm sure I'd have had more than one mess in my pants!
Anyway, as I progressed northward, after having gone back over things several times, although my level of arousal didn't drop, my mind did begin to wander a little, away from daydreaming just about things such as Curtis sliding his hot rod in and out of my ass. My thoughts didn't deviate too far though. In addition to re-hashing my time with Curtis, I also began wondering about some of the other drivers I'd seen at the truck stop. There were a few cute ones I'd noticed. I wondered how many of them were hooking up with one another too. And in particular, I really wondered just how far Earl the Squirrel and Jackson took things when they were together in Jackon's rig. Recalling the fact that as I stood next to his rig while they were going at it, it appeared to be swaying back and forth slightly, I guessed they were fucking, rather than just sucking! Then, remembering how big and powerfully built Jackson was, and the fact he was damned hot looking, I began to envision he and Earl, both completely naked, in the bunk of Jackson's truck, going at it much the same way Curtis and I had. In my mind, I envisioned Earl, who I should mention was actually rather good looking too, although he was a small guy, much smaller than Jackson, on his back with his legs pulled up, while Jackson slid his (as I imagined it) enormous black cock in and out of Earl's soft, smooth, pale white ass. ... OK envisioning that in my mind, and then picturing myself lying next to Earl, with Curtis pounding in and out of me at the same time, did nearly cause me to cream my jeans! Almost - but not quite. I did wander into the left lane a bit though, causing the SUV next to me to blare their horn in alarm!
Thinking about Earl and Jackson, naturally led me to thinking about my conversation with Earl, when he had come looking for Freddy. As I went over and over our short exchange, I considered Earl's mood swings. At first he was excited when he though Freddy was there. Then he was disappointed when he found out he wasn't. Then there was that glimmer of hope he seemed to have, when he wondered if Freddy had told me about him... almost as if he hoped maybe he and I might hook up. Then he seemed disappointed again, when we didn't. The whole time though, his crotch had been obviously bulging! And finally, not long afterward, he ended up in Jackson's bunk, where I'd definitely heard them having sex! So... the burning question came, did Freddy ever hook up with Earl too??? ... But, Freddy was straight, or so he always seemed to be - I mean he was even married! Then again... was he married, and maybe not so straight???
By the time I got home that night, I'd puzzled that over and over so much, that not only was I still horny as hell, but by then I was plain curious as hell too - wondering just how well Freddy knew Earl the Squirrel, and how deep their relationship was! So, then, the question was, how could I go about finding out the answer!
When I finally pulled into our lot, I wasn't surprised to find Freddy at the office yet, waiting for me. Since it was my first solo long-distance trip, I fully expected he would want a report on how things had gone - even though I'd spoken to him after I'd unloaded in Florida to say that all had gone well.
"Well?" he asked smiling eagerly, when I walked into his little office. "How'd things go???"
I told him everything had gone really well. I then described the entire trip, leaving out any reference to Curtis, and how we'd hooked up both nights I was at the rest stop.
When I was done, I hadn't yet mentioned Earl either. Once Freddy expressed his appreciation to me for a job well done, I decided to see what his reaction was, to hearing about Earl's and my quick visit. So, I told him how Earl had dropped by the rig looking for him, and had said to say Hello. For a moment, Freddy smiled fondly.
"Interestingly, I also saw him climb up into a rig with another guy a little while later. And, from where I was parked, I could see they had crawled up into the bunk. They were up there a half hour or so, before Earl climbed back out and got in his rig and left," I said.
For a moment Freddy looked blankly at me, then as he noticed I was carefully scrutinizing him to see his reaction, his face darkened, and he began to look embarassed, as if he realized I was wondering how well he and Earl really knew one another.
"Huh!" was all he said, and he looked down as some papers on his desk.
"I was standing outside, nearby, talking with another driver at the time, and not long before Earl crawled back out of the rig, we both heard some gasps and moans comin' from the rig. The guy I was talking to smirked, and said Earl's been doing that for years with a lot of different truckers," I said, looking rather pointedly at Freddy, who had finally glanced back up at me.
At that point, it looked to me as if Freddy was about to start crying, or vomiting. Quickly he looked away again.
"Look," he said, after a few seconds, still not looking at me. "Whatever Earl's doing, even if it's what you think - well... a lot of truckers get lonely out on the road, and sometimes things like that do happen. Anyway, there's a kind of a 'code' amongst truckers, where, we all know it happens with some drivers, but we just ignore it, and don't really talk about it. So you probably shouldn't talk about this with anyone anymore."
"Well, it wasn't like we had a big discussion about it. This other guy noticed I was looking curiously at the rig when Earl finally climbed out of it, so he just mentioned what I told you. And I thought you'd be interested, seeing as you know him, but, don't worry, I'm not gonna say anything more to anyone else," I said, feeling bad then for having cleary upset Freddy. I was still wildly curious though, if I was right about him and Earl!
"Thanks," Freddy said. "Earl's always been an OK guy, and like I said, the road can be a lonely place, so... some drivers do what they have to to keep from being so lonely. Anyway, thanks for keeping this quiet. And... um I'd rather you not mention it to Shirley either."
He still hadn't given me a clue one way or the other, but... why didn't he want me to mention it to Shirley? There was my opening to continue the conversation.
"I'm a driver too now," I said. "Even after just one long-haul, I can see how it can get lonely out there, and I get it. And, I won't be talking bad with anyone about your friend. But...um... what's Shirley got to do with it? And, why'd you think I'd tell her anyway."
"You're a good guy," Freddy said, finally turning back to me, and smiling a little, but there was a definite sadness in his eyes. He gripped my shoulder and gave it a squeeze. He didn't respond about Shirley, but looked more intensely at me, and finally looked me in the eye with an 'I know you've figured out my secret, and thanks for keeping it a secret for me' type of look.
Although by then I was 99% certain that Freddy and Earl had hooked up, I realized there was still a chance I was wrong. By then, for reasons unknown to me, I just had to know. I was desperate for Freddy to absolutely confirm one way or the other if he'd ever been with Earl! Then, though, as I thought about it, I realized it wasn't so much that I really cared about what he and Earl might've done... I realized then, that I was really only interested in finding out if Freddy was into guys. The realization hit me then, that I was actually very attracted to him. Well... to be honest, ever since I'd met him, I'd thought he was "hot"... but, I had been so young when we met, and he was an adult already... so our relationship had become more fatherly, or big-brotherly, so, even though he was hot, I'd never really considered he and I hooking up! And because he was a man, and I was a kid yet, even if I'd thought he was into guys, I doubt I would've considered that he might be interested in me at all. However, I was an adult now, so that might've changed things for Freddy. I thought then about that body massage he'd given me when I first started working for him. At the time, I had really wondered what was up with that. I didn't think any straight guy would do something like that for another guy. And, if they did, their finger would never slip between the other guy's cheeks and touch their pucker! Still... there was our age difference, and our years long close brotherly history. So I'd decided it had been that he was just trying to help ease my body aches and pains... maybe because he felt a bit guilty for having caused them, being he was also my boss, and had assigned me the work that had caused my pain. ... Now though, I began to wonder - had it been an attempt on his part to see how I'd respond to intimacy from a guy??? Maybe he'd always had the hots for me, and since I had finally just become an adult at that time, and was finally legal for him to touch, he was testing to see if I was receptive to being with a guy - him in fact!!! Maybe that day, if I'd seemed more interested, he'd have gone further, in hopes of something happening between us! Christ! Maybe he'd really wanted me all along! ... But, there'd never ever been ANY other indication in the least that he might be into guys... and he was married too! Then too, I was so absolutely horny at the moment, I was probably just reading more into it than was really there!
"Are you OK?" I heard Freddy ask then, breaking my thought-stream. His face wore a mixed expression of concern, guilt, and fear.
By then I was so confused, as well as hot and bothered, I just had to know for sure how Freddy swung!
Suddenly, I shocked even myself when I heard myself say, "You're a good man too Freddy. But, you didn't warn me how stiff and achy I'd be all over after so many hours in a row sitting and driving! I ache all over! Um... to make up for not warning me, I don't suppose you're up to giving me another one of your world class rub downs, like you did that night I first started working for you?"
Freddy didn't respond immediately, although he looked a little confused. Then his eyes widened, and he looked really surprised. I could tell his mind was racing, as he carefully scrutinized me, trying to figure out what it was I was really asking him for.
Just thinking then about him giving me another rub down caused my cock to suddenly balloon very uncomfortably in my pants! Without actually thinking about it, I reached down to readjust it. As I did, Freddy's eyes followed my hand, and widened a bit more when he saw what I was doing in front of him.
I was so hot then in general, I couldn't help myself. After I'd straightened out my cock so it was extending to my left in the groove where my leg connects to my body, I blatantly cupped it and kneaded it for a moment!
Freddy's eyes opened even wider, and his lower jaw dropped a little then. For a moment he stared at me, with a look of shock on his face, which quickly changed to a look of confusion, which in turn caused me to begin blushing deeply. What was he thinking?
To me it was obvious what I was asking him. I'd just more or less questioned the guy as to whether or not he was having sex with another guy, and now I was asking him for an intimate massage, and was groping myself in front of him. Obviously, I was asking him if he was interested in having sex with me. Wasn't he taking it that way too? More importantly though, if he was, how would he react???
Finally, the confusion left Freddy's face, and a slight smile replaced it.
"Even your junk hurts?" he asked. His voice suddenly sounded like sandpaper, but his smile became a little devilish, and out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw a lump forming in his crotch!
I began to relax and smiled a little coyly back at him, as I said, "Yup!"
"I see..." he said, his expression turning serious, but a little nervous too.
"So... y-you're into guys?" he asked.
I began to get a little frustrated! To me I thought I'd been completely obvious by then. Still he hadn't confirmed his own preferences at all, and now he was questioning me more.
Since I had been so obvious, I decided there was no reason to hide anything anymore, so I said, "Yeah."
"Wow!" Freddy said. "Um, I mean you've had some girlfriends, and you were with Jennifer for so long... I wouldn't have realized."
"Surprise!" I said. Finally feeling a little stupid to be standing there in front of him holding my cock in my hand, so I let go of it, dropping my hand to my side.
"When did you figure it out?" Freddy asked. He just sounded kind of concerned, although, he was beginning to look a little more aroused.
"Pretty much all along. I was kinda in denial for a whle I guess," I explained. "And, well things with Jen weren't as great as they should've been."
"Do your parents know?" he asked.
"No! Nobody knows, except you now," I said. "So, I'd rather you not tell anyone please."
"No worries," Freddy said. "Your secret's safe with me."
He smiled again, but didn't say anything.
"Well?" I asked, finally, nearly ready to explode from frustration by then. "I know you're married, but... I got the impression from Earl that maybe you and him were more than just friends too... and well, there was that rub down you gave me. So??? Do you like guys at all too???"
Freddy's smile broadened, and suddenly he stepped toward me and reached for my crotch and cupped my raging boner and began gently massaging it. "Does this answer your question?"
I grinned then, as my cock flexed in his hand, and his expression suddenly became ultra-aroused.
"I gotta ask you though to not tell anyone about me either - Please!" Freddy said, suddenly looking anxious. Although he was still holding my sex organ in his hand, he'd stopped kneading it.
"No problem!" I said. "I'd never mention it to a soul! ...So... you wanta give me that rub down then?"
"Oh yeah!" Freddy drawled in a deep voice, giving my junk a final squeeze before letting go. "C'mon, let's go back to my place. Shirl's working another few hours."
I just grinned back at Freddy, as he grabbed his keys off the desk.
Freddy locked up, and together we rode in his car, back to his house. As we drove, Freddy finally shared with me that he was gay, and getting married was something he had felt the need to do, to cover up his homosexuality, because his family, in particular his father, hated gays, and they'd have disowned him if they'd found out he was gay!
"You hide it well," I said, smiling sadly at him.
"Likewise," he said, smiling sadly at me too. "Um... just so you know, I've actually been attracted to you ever since I met you - even though you were a kid yet - you were always 'Hot'! But, because you were a kid, I knew I couldn't do anything, and then, well, you started seeing girls, so, I just figured you were straight, so, even when you turned 18, I didn't think there was a reason to tell you about myself."
"I always thought you were 'Hot' too!" I said. "But, you were an adult, and married, and just always seemed straight too, so, I never even considered doing anything with you... although, I have fantasized about you when I was jacking off sometimes!"
Freddy laughed, and said, "Yeah, I kinda fantasized over you sometimes too."
We looked at each other and smiled ruefully at one another.
"Damn we've wasted a lot of time!" I said.
"You haven't even been with me yet," Freddy said, chuckling. "How do you know it'll be that good?"
I laughed and said, "I'm sure it's gonna be awesome!!!"
We reached the house then, and as we got out of the car, I saw that Freddy had a raging hardon - just like me!
Quickly we ran into the house and went straight down the hallway to Freddy and Shirley's bedroom. Once there, unceremoniously, Freddy began to quickly strip, so I did too. Within seconds, we were both completely nude. For a moment, we just stood admiring each other. I wasn't exactly sure that Freddy would find me very attractive, being shorter and much skinnier than him, and nearly hairless. In my opinion, I looked like a tall pubescent boy! Freddy's grin seemed to say he liked what he saw though, and he couldn't take his eyes off me.
I couldn't take my eyes off Freddy either. He was so tall, and muscular, and tan, and he had a lot of dark hair on his chest, a huge black pubic mound, with a thick treasure trail up to his navel, and big bushes of black hair in his pits. His arms and legs had a nice coating of black hair all over them too. And of course, there was his penis!
"Damn! You've got a big one!" I said, stepping over to him. He trembled and drew in his breath when I reached down and gripped his hardon, which, like mine was circumcised. It however was about an inch and a half longer, and a bit thicker. Two large eggs rested easily on the bottom of his hairy nut sack. Freddy gasped softly as I cupped his scrotum with my other hand. For a moment we stood silently, while he thoroughly enjoyed my fondling.
"So... what do you want to do?" I asked. I knew what I wanted to do! I wanted to drop to my knees and start sucking on Freddy's huge tool. Why had I not just done that???
"Maybe we should shower first?" Freddy asked, crinkling his nose a little after having just sniffed his own armpit.
"Together?" I asked, hopefully.
"That's what I had in mind," Freddy said, smiling lewdly.
I let Freddy lead me into the master bathroom then, and waited a moment while he reached into the shower stall and turned on the water. As soon as it was warm, we climbed in, and immediately Freddy turned the showerhead so I was blasted with warm water.
Freddy got me all wet, then turned off the water, and reached for some shampoo with conditioner in it, squirted a huge glob into his hand, and then reached for my head. He lathered me up really well, giving my scalp a great massage with his fingertips, then scooped some suds, and moved down my body, soaping me up all over. His hand felt amazing - even better than Curtis's!
Naturally Freddy spent a bit longer washing my cock, balls, and ass. I loved how his fingers slipped deep into my crack and brushed over my pucker, sliding back and forth over it, until he finally zeroed in on it for a moment, rubbing it firmly, as he slid his other hand back and forth on my hardon. I could feel my orgasm building, and was nearly ready to explode!
I was surprised when Freddy pulled away, and then quickly washed down my legs, and finally turned on the water and had me rinse off.
Once all the soap was rinsed off me, I basically repeated the process Freddy had used on me, on him, wetting him down, lathering him up, and then washing his entire body, most importantly of course his genitals and ass. I worked on them, til I was sure he was getting ready to shoot too, and stopped short, as he'd done to me.
I was surprised when after rinsing him off, and finally dropping to my knees, Freddy pulled me back up and said, "Let's not start til we're on the bed!"
"OK," I said, smiling.
We got out of the shower then, and each dried ourselves off. Quickly then we moved back to the bedroom.
"So... it wasn't really a rub down you wanted was it? Or... can we just skip ahead to the good part?" he asked.
"I think we can skip the rub down part!" I said, smirking a little. "I really don't have any body aches... I just brought it up, hoping we'd end up here, doing what we're gonna do now!"
"That's what I thought," Freddy said, grinning.
"Although, that body massage was awesome!" I said.
"Well... we can do that again sometime, but..." Freddy said.
I was suprised when I turned, and grinning, Freddy pushed me backward onto the bed, so I was sitting on the edge of it, my feet resting on the floor. Then, he pushed me again in the chest, and I ended up lying down on my back, with my ass on the edge of the bed, and my feet still firmly on the floor. Finally, he spread my knees, so I moved my feet apart, and he dropped to his own knees, then he picked up my cock, which was laying stiffly, flat against my belly, took a moment to look at it, and finally slid his mouth down over it. I moaned happily as he slid down nearly the whole length of my rod, and then began sliding back off. Then back down, and back off. As he began steadily sliding up and down my dick, he fondled my testicles as they hung in their nearly hairless bag. And with his other hand, he reached up and began fingering and gently squeezing my right nipple. His mouth and hands felt awesome! And the way he was so tenderly moving them... I realized he was doing more than just pleasuring me - he was making love to me!
Unfortunately, I had been so horny for so long all day, and the way Freddy was loving me, it took only about a minute, before he had me squirming and gasping, as I tried to hold back. Apparently Freddy wanted to taste my juice though, because he didn't pause or slow down at all to give me the opportunity to slow down. Before I knew it, I was gonna cum!
"I'm gonna shoot Freddy!" I gasped, in case he didn't want me to cum in his mouth.
I was happy when he didn't stop. Instead he sped up a little, and a moment later, my entire body convulsed, and I gasped as I blew a huge load of jism, rather forcefully into Freddy's mouth. He swallowed, as he continued sucking and fondling me, and a second later, I blew again. That happened again, and again, and again, before I finally felt the urgency fading. Freddy must've sensed my orgasm was slowing, as he slowed down a little, and gently brought me to a final concluding spasm of pleasure.
For several seconds Freddy continued slowly sucking and fondling me, until I surged a little, one more time, forcing a final tiny bit of semen from my prick. Only then, did Freddy finally suck my cock dry as he pulled off me.
"Damn!" I exclaimed. "That was great!"
"Thank you!" Freddy said. "And may I compliment you on the amount of jizz you produce, and how tasty it is!"
I laughed, and he joined in.
"Come lay down and let me do you now too," I suggested.
Grinning, Freddy stepped around to the side of the bed and laid down, spreading his legs apart as he rested his head on the pillow. Quickly I crawled up onto the bed, between his legs. For a minute, he lay still, as I explored his masculine body, then he gasped, when I finally I went down on him.
I sucked on Freddy's dick, and fondled his balls, and flicked and pinched his nipple, in much the same way he'd done for me. Albeit, I had a little harder time with his cock, because it was so large! Even though I only got about half of it in my mouth, Freddy seemed to enjoy what I was doing for him! And he must've been just as horny as I was too, because before I knew it, he was warning me he was going to blow! Of course, I just sped up a little too, like he'd done with me!
"OHHHhhhh Goddd!!!" he groaned, a few seconds later, as a huge glob of warm, thick goo splattered my tonsils, and my mouth was suddenly flooded with salty fluid.
As I pulled off him, I swallowed - just in time for him to gasp and shoot again, as I was sliding back down on him.
For several seconds then, as Freddy spasmed over and over, each time filling my mouth with his spunk, I continued pleasuring him, and swallowing.
Evenutally, Freddy's orgasm came to an end though, but, I continued gliding up and down his dick, until he gave his final tremble, and I tasted just a bit more saltiness. Then, I slid back off him, sucking him dry.
"God Glenn, you're so good at that!" Freddy exclaimed, grinning, as i crawled up to lay next to him.
"My pleasure!" I said, smiling happily, when he stretched his arm out and indicated I should snuggle up to him. Quickly I did.
We rested together for a while then, me laying in Freddy's arms.
"So... you up for some more?" I asked after a while.
"Hell yeah," Freddy said, chuckling.
"Would you want to fuck me?" I asked, hopefully, although, considering Freddy's size, I was a little dubious of whether or not I could take him. Quickly I added, "assuming you're able to get that huge pole of yours' through my hole!"
Freddy chuckled again, and I could feel his penis, which was laying so it was touching me, beginning to harden again.
"I'd love to try that," he said, and I was surprised when he turned and gave me a little kiss on the forehead. "But... have you ever even had a dick inside you before?"
"Yeah," I said. "Although my first time was only rather recently."
"I see," Freddy said. I was surprised when he didn't ask for further details.
"Well, we'll take it easy, and we can stop anytime you want to," he added.
"Cool," I said. "Um... you'll have to use lube though."
"I figured that!" Freddy said, smiling. He started to twist onto his side, and reached over into a drawer on the night stand, and he withdrew a tube of KY jelly. "We're all set!"
Grinning, I pulled up my legs, spreading them apart, exposing my ass for Freddy.
"That's a beautiful cunt ya got there son!" he said, smiling appreciatively. Then, as I smiled back at him, rather than opening the tube of KY, he lowered his face to my ass, and began licking my anus, sending shivers of pleasure racing through my body!
For the next few minutes then, as I trembled, and gasped intermittently, Freddy used his mouth and tongue to make love to my hole!
Eventually, Freddy did open the KY and he squirted some onto his index finger, which he then used to paint my pucker with, and finally, he pressed into the center of my opening, and pushed. For a moment, my muscle resisted, but then, as I relaxed, and pushed back slightly, Freddy's digit slipped right through it, and slid up inside me, bringing a moan of pleasure from deep in my throat.
Freddy, worked on me with his finger for a while, and finally slipped a second finger inside me as well. It felt awesome, and he knew just how to rub my gland!
After another minute, Freddy forced a third finger inside me as well, stretching my opening a bit more.
Finally, he pulled all his fingers out of me, liberally lubed his penis, and then he moved into place, and pointed his cock at my hole. As the tip of it touched me, I shuddered with anticipation. Slowly and gently then, he began steadily pressing forward, pushing the tip of his dick into my rosebud. Gently I pushed back, like Curtis had told me to - as if I was going to shit. And finally, the head of Freddy's dick popped through my opening, causing me to gasp loudly.
As Freddy pushed slowly and steadily into me, I felt as if I was being ripped open! Curtis had been big enough, but Freddy's girth was even larger, and it felt to me as if he was pushing a phone pole into my body.
Seeing me cringing, Freddy halted, and looking concerned, asked "Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?"
"No!" I gasped. "It'll just take me a minute to get used to you. You're pretty huge you know!"
Freddy chuckled, but said, "Well I meant it, we can stop anytime you want!"
"No," I said. "Keep going, just slowly."
So Freddy resumed slowly pushing, and a few seconds later, I was surprised, and grateful, when I felt his pelvis pressing up against me, crushing his thick mound of pubes into my peritineum.
Freddy stopped then, leaving his cock shoved all the way up inside me, letting me get used to his presence. Occasionally I felt him flex, which caused my penis, which had gone flacid while he was entering me, begin plumping up again. By the time Freddy finally began pulling back out of me for the first time, I was fully hard again!
As Freddy's prick slid out of me, it rubbed over my gland, and felt fine! Then, when he reversed, and began pushing back up into me, it did the same, and the pressure as my rectum was filled with Freddy's appendage felt good too!
Slowly, Freddy continued sliding in and out of me then, for a half minute or so, before he finally began to speed up a bit.
Before too long, Freddy was steadily fucking me at a moderate pace, and I had picked up my penis and begun masturbating in time with his motions, and both of us were grinning at one another, as we each experienced the pleasure our combined efforts were giving us.
As we fucked along, I noticed Freddy's expression become serious, and felt his pace pick up a little. I began then to feel my orgasm beginning to form, and was pretty sure that was happening for Freddy too.
Not long afterward, it was obvious both of us were climbing toward our peaks, and as Freddy began fucking me faster and harder, I sped up my hand strokes as well, and reached for my balls with my free hand, and began kneading them as well.
As I felt myself suddenly begin rocketing toward my own peak, I saw a look of extreme urgency cross Freddy's face, and his nostrils flared. His eyes appeared to glaze over a bit, and he seemed to lose touch with reality, as he began rutting away, almost violently, in and out of me. My hand began flying then, and I gripped my balls, which were pulling tightly up against my body.
Suddenly, I was at my peak, fighting to hold back just a bit longer, but then a second later, I lost the fight, and I cried out as my body jerked and a streak of jism blew from my piss slit, landing in a line from just above my left nipple, up to the underside of my chin.
As I groaned and blew a second load, Freddy suddenly gasped loudly, as he slammed home inside me, and I could tell he was pumping his first load into my intestines.
I moaned with joy, as I squirted again, again clenching at Freddy's penis, as it slid again deep inside me, with Freddy groaning with joy.
For a few seconds then, as Freddy continued plowing in and out of me, ejaculating with each inward stroke, I too blew a few more streaks and some dots of semen all over my torso.
Eventually, as my orgasm waned, I saw Freddy's was completing as well. As I ended, he shoved himself deep into me, and collapsed on top of me, apparently not worrying about smearing my juices between us.
Smiling, I wrapped my arms around Freddy, and he laid his along side me, and we hugged one another, as we both panted for breath.
Finally, after a minute or so, Freddy pushed up off me a little, and while still laying on top of me, his dick stuffed up my ass yet, he smiled, and leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
"I've been wanting to do this ever since I first met you!" he said. "I love you so much Glenn!"
I was so overcome by Freddy's expression of love, that I couldn't respond. Tears welled in my eyes, and just as Freddy was looking worried, I grinned, and finally rasped, "And I love you too Freddy!"
Freddy grinned then, and then leaned in and began kissing me again. Hungrily I responded and for a minute or so, we both became lost in our kiss. By the time it ended, my penis has shrunk back to normal, and as I gave Freddy's a feeble squeeze with my anus, his, popped out of me too.
Freddy lay fully back down on me for a minute then hugging me again.
Finally, he pushed himself up off me, and said, "I think maybe we need another shower!"
Laughing, I agreed.
Grinning Freddy crawled up off me, and held his hand out to me, and helped me up off the bed, and we headed into the bathroom.
I was sorry that when we'd finished washing and drying off, that Freddy said we'd best get dressed, as Shirley would be home soon.
"Damn!" I said, frowning.
Freddy chuckled and said, "We can get together again tomorrow!"
I grinned again, then started dressing.
Once I was dressed, I went home. The next evening though, after Freddy returned home from his day of local runs, I ran over, and as he'd promised, we spent a few hours in bed and the shower together again!
Freddy and I got together both days on the weekend together too, while Shirley was working.
I was sad when we parted Sunday night, because I knew we wouldn't be able to get together again until Thursday evening!
Then again... I was scheduled to meet up with Curtis Monday and Wednesday nights.
"Curtis!" I thought suddenly. It was the first time I'd even thought about him once Freddy and I had gotten together.
"Shit!" I thought. "If I was a slut, well, maybe I am, this would be the best of luck - a man in every port - all I need is a guy down in florida yet too! On the other hand, I like both Freddy and Curtis - very much! Especially Freddy!! Christ, I've known him so long, and feel so close to him!"
And then it hit me - I think I finally realized I was in love with Freddy! And I was pretty sure he felt the same way about me too!
"What the Hell am I gonna do now???" I thought,
As I drove south on Monday, that was all I could think about. It really wasn't fair to either Freddy or Curtis that I was sleeping with both of them, even though neither knew about the other, and unless I told them, probably wouldn't find out about each other either! Honestly though, it was like I was cheating on both of them!
I didn't really expect more than a couple hook-ups a week with Curtis though, and he and I'd laid no exclusive claim on each other, so... I guessed I wasn't really cheating on him when I was with Freddy.
But then, what about Freddy???
As I thought about it, I realized too that although Freddy and I had always be best friends - now with benefits - he was married! So... it wasn't like he was exclusive with me either. In fact, when he was with me, he was cheating on his wife! So, I actually might not be cheating on him, when I was with Curtis!
Still... I felt guilty 'cheating' on both of them!
Finally, I decided I'd best come clean with both of them. I knew Freddy would understand that I'd already slept with Curtis, before we hooked up. On the other hand, he probably wouldn't like it if I kept sleeping with Curtis. Again though - he was married, so he was with someone else too! But... if I had to give up Curtis to keep Freddy happy, I could do that. I couldn't give up Freddy for Curtis though! So... I'd have to start by talking with Curtis.
By the time Curtis arrived at the truck stop, I was a wreck! And he noticed when he walked over and climbed up into the passenger seat next to me.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Before I lost my nerve, I blurted that I was sleeping with another guy besides him - a guy back up in New York. I told him we had been friends for a long time, and recently started having sex, but, because he wasn't available for a full-blown relationship, that's all it could be between us - just friends with benefits.
I was shocked when Curtis smiled and snorted and said, "That's fine. Actually, I kinda got a boyfriend back in Florida too. It's not serious, but... we do hook up when we can, so... I'm sorry I lied about that last time, but... I guess really both of us are in the same situation. Far as I'm concerned, none of this changes anything between you and me. Basically, we're friends who help one another out when we can't be home with our regular guys. ... at least as long as you're OK with that!"
I was so relieved to hear that Curtis was OK with my being with Freddy, that I really didn't care about the fact he was with another guy when he was at home.
I told Curtis, I was fine with that, except for the fact I was kind of "cheating" on my friend back home.
"Didn't you say he wasn't available, and you were just friends with bennies?" Curtis asked.
"Well, yeah," I admitted.
"So, you don't owe him any kind of fidelity then really," Curtis said. "Not if he can't offer you the same. So... it should be OK with him if you and I are friends with bennies too, when we meet up."
"I suppose that makes sense," I agreed, although I still felt a nagging twinge of guilt.
"Cool!" Curtis said. Then he reached over and groped my crotch and said, "So, your rig or mine?"
Curtis's hand, and the fact that like usual I was horny as hell, pushed any remaining guilt I had about "cheating" on Freddy to the back burner of my mind.
"Well, you're here now," I said, smiling. "My bunks empty. We might as well just crawl on up there."
Curtis grinned, and locked his door. I locked mine, and we crawled up into the bunk, drew the curtains, and quickly began undressing.
We spent the remainder of the night together, alternately having sex and resting. We took one rest break, running in to use the rest room and get some food and drinks, then returned to the rig for more fun. Finally, we both fell asleep, naked in one another's arms.
The next morning, we made love again, then showered together, and had some breakfast together afterward. We took time for a quick '69' together in my rig, before we split up and drove off again in different directions.
Two nights later, we pretty much repeated the same, as each of us were on our return trips home.
When we parted Thursday morning, we agreed to meet again Monday! We shared a quick kiss - not the type of two guys in love, rather the type two guys who are close to one another and who share their bodies with each other share, to express their closeness to one another. Then we drove off again in different directions.
That night when I got home, Freddy was waiting for me at the office again. When I walked in, I saw he already was hard with anticipation. I couldn't help smirking, and he grinned lewdly back at me.
"Shirley's working again!" he said, and grinning he grabbed himself for emphasis.
I smiled, but he could tell something was bothering me.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
As I drove home that day, I thought and thought about what to do. In the end I had decided I had to come clean with Freddy. I would tell him about Curtis, and tell him I was going to stop seeing him. I'd decided Freddy was much more important to me than Curtis was!
So, before I lost my nerve, I summoned up my courage, and told him about Curtis, how we'd met, what we'd done, and apologized for cheating on him, promising never to do it again!
For a moment, I saw Freddy's happy expression fade, and he looked sad.
When I finished speaking, he smiled at me and thanked me for telling him about Curtis.
I was completely shocked though when he added, "But seriously Glenn! You're free to be with whomever you want to be with! You and I have been great friends for a long time. And, as far as I'm concerned, we always will be!. I hope you feel that way too. Whether we sleep together or not, and whether either of us has a relationship with anyone else or not. I mean really - you're single - but I'm married! If anyone's cheating, it's me! But since I'm in a relationship with someone else, there's no way I can, or even would want to, ask you to be monogamous for me! Please, feel free to continue seeing Curtis... um... but only as long as he's 'clean though! And if you still want to sleep with me too, and he doesn't mind, which it sounds like he doesn't, then great!"
"Really?" I asked, incredulously.
"Really!" he said, smiling.
"I love you so much!!!" I cried, and I leaped over and wrapped my arms around Freddy, hugging him tightly, as he chuckled and hugged me in return.
"I love you too Glenn!" he said, although he sounded just a little sad. He was grinning when we parted though, and even looked as though he had tears in his eyes.
"So... are you all worn out from Curtis, or, do ya wanta head back to my place?" Freddy asked hopefully, his grin becoming lewd again.
"I'll never be too worn out for you!" I said, grinning.
So, we locked up and headed back to Freddy's place, and showered together, then spent a while making love!
So, slut or not, in the end, I really did luck out!
At home, a whole new chapter had opened in Freddy's and my relationship. And it was awesome! We spent as much time together as possible, and had as much sex together as possible.
Then, every Monday and Wednesday night, I spent with Curtis in one of our rigs at the truck stop. In a very short time, I went from years of pretending to be a straight guy and having little or no sex, with what little sex I did have being straight sex, and mediocre at best, to having awesome sex all the time with two guys I was really into!
And people think Truckers are lonely! That's Bullshit! We take care of ourselves and each other!
The End
Epilogue:
Things continued on an even keel for nearly a year like that. Until suddenly in the space of one day, the shit hit the fan with both guys!
The first thing that happened was one Wednesday evening, Curtis tearfully told me his route was changing the following week, and he wouldn't be coming north anymore! We talked it over, thinking maybe we could meet up in Floriday on Tuesday evenings, but that wasn't going to work - he was going to be in Texas those nights. Although we vowed to keep in touch, abruptly our sexual relationship was ending! So, we spent the night having awesome farewell sex, and both of us were in tears as we parted the next morning.
That evening, Freddy could tell I was upset, and when I told him what had happened, he generously told me he was sorry. To hopefully cheer me up, we went back to his place, and he made awesome lover to me!
As he was fucking me the second time that evening, and we were both in the throes of an awesome mutual orgasm, Shirley suddenly walked in on us, having came home early!
Needless to say, all Hell broke loose then, and her catching us caused a huge change in everyone's lives!
Of course, she told me to get out. Quickly I grabbed my clothes and dashed from the room. As I took a minute to dress in their living room, before running out the door, I heard her begin shrieking at poor Freddy, who didn't seem to be responding, or if he was, he was speaking very quietly.
I went home (still next door at my parents' house). I kept watching out the window and a half hour later, Freddy, club bag in hand, dashed out the door to his car, and took off. I didn't know what to do! I tried calling his cell phone, but got no answer. I left a message, and waited for him to call back, but he didn't, so finally... since it was late, I went to bed.
Early the next morning, even though it was my day off, I drove into the office. I found Freddy sleeping on the small couch in his back office. He looked awful. I made a pot of coffee, and poured us both some, and we sat and talked then.
Apparently, Shirley had been suspicious he was having an affair, and in fact with a guy, but she had thought it was John, the other guy who worked for Freddy. While she'd realized Freddy and I were close, she'd always assumed it was more father-son like friendship we shared. She was absolutely horrified at finding it was me Freddy was sleeping with!
"Don't worry, she's not going to tell anyone it's you," he said. "Although she's really not happy with you either, so you'd best steer clear of her!"
"So, what's going to happen?" I asked.
"She wants a divorce," Freddy said. He didn't look happy, but, he didn't look too upset either.
"I agreed," he continued. "She's moving out of the house, and getting an apartment. She wants half the money, her car, and some of the furniture, and that's all."
I wasn't sure what to say.
"Um... I-I'm really sorry about this Freddy," I said, finally. "I feel like it's my fault."
"It's not!" Freddy said. "Sleeping together at our house wasn't a good idea. I was bound to get caught eventually. Actually, I can't believe we didn't get caught until now! "
"Well, I'm still sorry," I said, still not knowing what to say.
"Don't sweat it!" Freddy said. "Things weren't working out for me and Shirl at all anymore. It's time it's over - hell, it's way past time it's over. The only problem is, I think I'm gonna have to sell one of the rigs, so I can give her half the money. Most of what we have is all tied up in this business."
"Oh!" I said.
"Well, we'll see," Freddy said.
In the end, Freddy did have to sell the older rig that I drove. He gave Shirley all the money from the sale of it, and they did divorce. That was the last we saw of her. Rather quickly, too quickly I thought, after their divorce, she got married again, and moved away, to Maine.
Although he was down to just one rig, Freddy decided to keep the long distance route, and let the local route go, as the long distance route was more lucrative. As a result, he had to also let John go, as there wasn't enough work for everyone.
I was surprised when Freddy asked me to stay on, and said he'd like us to share the long distance run. He said we could share the driving, and get the runs done quicker, and maybe pick up an extra run or two, which would bring in good money. Happily I agreed.
And so... since then, Freddy and I have been on the road together for 6 out of 7 days a week. And of course, the nights we spent on the road, we spent sleeping together in the rig. Together, we got ourselves a small apartment, right by the office, and moved in together. We spent the 1 night or so we were home there.
And so, although things have changed. I'm still a trucker, but I'm not lonely at all - not with Freddy in my life! And yes - Freddy and I are now in a fully monogamous relationship! He even recently asked me to marry him, and I said "YES!" ... Now I just have to figure out how to tell my parents!
End of Story
P.S. I forgot to mention that I did end up asking Freddy outright if he and Earl had been having sex when they met up. And Freddy admitted that of course they had been! We ran into Earl every so often when we were on the road, and he asked if we would be interested in a three-way, but we declined, opting to just be with each other, as it was safer and cleaner that way! We haven't run into Curtis again yet though!
If you enjoyed this story - look for some of my others - you'll find a list of links to them under my name, on the list of authors on Nifty's website. Enjoy!