We moved towards a newer pickup truck with an old camper mounted in the truck's bed. As my eyes continued to adjusted to the darkness I could see the old camper was white in color but was now streaked with rust. We moved as one to the back of the vehicle where he suddenly removed his arm from my shoulders. Taking one last large puff off the butt he flicked it into the night. Bright ambers flew as the cigarette hit the gravel parking lot. Exhaling a long stream of smoke he then reached for the doorknob on the camper's door. As he opened it slowly it squeaked loudly. Even being about six feet away I could hear someone snoring like a buzz saw inside. He held his finger to his lips to indicate for me to be quiet. I watched as he stepped inside and his weight caused the trucks bumper to drop down. Waving me in with his hand I stepped closer. Got to tell you guys right off, I wasn't to sure about entering. Having sex with this stranger was one thing, but fucking around with his buddy in the same small camper as us wasn't my idea of fun. Being a cop I always have in the back of my head that maybe this was some kind of setup. Just before I stepped up inside, I whispered to Dennis, "I'm not too sure about this shit dude. Don't you think this is a little crazy fucking around with your friend asleep inside here? Hell, I just met him about an hour ago." "He sleeps like a rock buddy," he responded as he stood at the doorway. "I wouldn't be doing this here if I thought he would wake up. I'm not ready to announce to the whole fucking world I would screw another guy's asshole when I 'm horned up enough. Besides, I give myself about three minutes up your butt and I'll be sleeping just like him, and you're out of here. So lets quit fucking around and get your sweet looking ass up here so I can unload my blue balls!" I again hesitated, but was persuaded to give in because of his continued cockiness. I liked that in man, cock sure confidence! As I still dragged my feet he began pulling his tee shirt up and off. Once it was off he tossed it deeper into the camper. As he turned sideways I could see the beginnings of a slight beer belly on him. His big guns and solid square shoulders along with his farmers tan were easily seen in the low light. "Come on man, you know how bad I need this tonight. Don't be some kind of pussy and back out on me now. My loads halfway up my tube already thinking about you. Come and get it," he whispered loudly as he groped the crotch of his sweat pants. "I know your type can't turn this down." I watched as he jacked himself through the material. When he removed his hand I saw the front of his sweat pants tenting and I started salivated like a hungry dog. This is taking a big chance I though as I moved. Maybe if I just sucked a load out of him that would satisfy the both of us. I figured it was worth a try and raised my leg and stepped up into the camper. "Pull the door shut," he whispered as he moved forward in the darkness. The door didn't squeak near as loudly as I closed it, but it did make a solid sound when it latched. The only light in the camper was from the parking lot lights that shinned through the thin drapes that hung over the tiny windows. In almost total darkness I was afraid to move for fear of stumbling over something. The interior smelled of stale cigarette smoke and musky feet. The sound of the other guy's snoring was almost overwhelming. Suddenly I heard the camper creak as footsteps came back towards me in the darkness. Softy he explained he had to find the tube of lube he kept hidden for when he jacks off. "A man on the road has got to pack certain essential items," he bragged. " You can't always rely on finding a warm spot to stick your dick in!" "Beds up this way," he said as he grabbed my arm and began moving forward again. I didn't move with him and he felt my resistance. He jerked my arm and tried to get me to move again but I stayed put. In a loud whisper I spoke, " Let me suck you off buddy, right here." I could now feel his hesitation and then he answered with a "You can suck me up here and get my pecker wet just before I plug your ass. Come on man the ride starts up this way!" He jerked my arm hard and I reluctantly moved with him forward. Together we both made our way about four feet deeper into the dark camper. I was doing fine fumbling in the unfamiliar darkness till I passed the bunk of his sleeping friend. I didn't know what it was at first, but I soon realized his boots were in the aisle way and I tripped on them. I tried my best not to fall but wouldn't you know I landed on the sleeping guy's bunk. He instantly woke up and sat straight up in bed. We both made face contact just before I found my footing and stood back up. Quickly he started mumbling, "What's going on Dennis, and who's this guy?" Needless to say I was panicked. I stood quiet as Dennis answered him. "Nothing to worry about Todd, I was just showing our new friend from the diner my hunting knife. You know how proud I am of it! Sorry we woke you buddy. We were just heading back out when he stumbled and fell on your clodhopper boots. I'm going to grab another cup of coffee and I'll be back in a few to turn in myself. Go on back to sleep man, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow." I felt Dennis push me back towards the door. As I started to move, I apologized to Todd for waking him up. In the darkness behind me I heard him answer with a yawn, "No problem man, nice meeting you again." My hand found the doorknob and I opened it and we both stepped out into the fresh night air. Even in the darkness I could sense that Dennis was pissed. After he closed the door tight, he motioned for me to follow him away from the truck. As we moved back to the dark side of the building he turned and barked at me. "God dam, you fucked that up big time shit head! What we going to do now jar headed bitch?" I wouldn't normally let anybody talk to me like that without a fight of words. Cops don't like to be talked down to in any situation. But I was caught up in the moment and did feel bad about the way things happened. "Dam I am sorry Dennis, it was an accident," I answered. "No shit schlock," he answered as his head was scanning the entire parking lot as I answered him. "The thing is we need to find a place to fuck right now," he mumbled as he continued to look. Now staring at me, he put both his hands on his hips and started talking louder. I was sure someone would hear us. " "You better find us a place or I'm just going to pull my pants down right here and finish this," he barked as he started to untie the top of his sweat pants. "I aint playing with you man, you started something you have to finish. Think fast or drop your drawers here!" I watched as his hard cock head appeared as he started to lower the sweats. I knew this guy wasn't playing around and I wasn't going to risk getting caught being fucked in the darkness along side a building with a diner near by. My mouth quickly shouted out, "The shower room! There's places in there was can do this!" I saw him nodding his head yeah as he started to pull his sweats back up. Grinning big he answered, "Good idea man. You can think fast on your feet. I like that! I knew you would come up with an idea for us. Just proves to me how bad you want this. Figured you had gotten fucked some place around this diner before." Rubbing his lower jaw he looked at me with big eyes, "Lead the way man. This way I can watch that butt of yours!" As the gravel crunched under our feet he followed me to the trucker's shower room. The sound of my boots on the wooden sidewalk heading to the entrance forewarned anybody inside someone was coming. Grasping the handle of the old windowless door, we entered. I quickly listened for any sounds of someone else being present. Dennis was right on my heels and barked in a loud voice, "Which shower stall you wanna fuck in?" His voice boomed and echoed in the old cinderblock building. I turned around and put my finger to my mouth to quiet him down some. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me like I was the crazy one. There was a long line of old shower stalls along the wall as you entered. Each had a shower curtain that hung almost to the cement floor. Some were half closed; others were all the way open. I walked deeper into the bathroom area to check to see if we were alone. The musty smell of bleach and mold was strong as I looked around. Burned out florescent lights flickered above me as I scanned the rooms. It had you typical row of sinks on one wall followed by a long porcelain piss troth along the other wall. The shitters flanked the other wall with doors open and half closed. Further down was a row of lockers I thought of checking also before Dennis's yelling again drew me back. "Lets go man," he barked. There aint nobody in here but us!" As I came back around the corner Dennis was standing beside a stall with his sweats bunched at his thighs. His cock was standing at attention and his hairy nuts hung low. He motioned me into the stall as he leaned against the wall. I pulled my tee shirt over my head as I moved towards him. "This way princess, your knight awaits you," he said as he snickered. Now that one little word pissed me off and my anger boiled up fast! "I aint no bodies Princess," I yelled and I rushed him fast and caught him off guard.
Standing staring him full in the eyes I knew my face was red and steam was coming from my ears. Bringing my fist up quickly to the side of my jaw, I stood posed to take a strike if needed. I could see the quick fear in his eyes as I started to speak. "Listen guy, I'm just here to help you get off tonight. If you want to have sex with me then cut the demeaning crap talk and act like a man. You better change your fucking attitude quick. I aint no bodies princess and I aint going to put up with that crap from you or no man! You got that dick wad?" Moving my tight gripped fist slightly away from the side of my face and towards his, he got the picture. Stuttering like he was suddenly simple minded, he quickly offered up an apology. "Dude, I was just kidding, honest. I didn't mean any harm by saying that. I was just fucking with you. Look at you man, built way stronger then I am and your worried I called you that? Dam you got a short fuse!" He stepped slightly back from me and I watched his every move. Glancing down
quickly I saw his cock deflating fast. He seemed justifiable scared of me now as he pulled his pants back up. I watched and wondered if I should just march out of here and be done with all this crap. As I dropped my fist and took a less aggressive stance he again spoke. "Dam man, I'm really am sorry I said that. I just got caught up in the moment. I wasn't thinking with the head between my shoulders. I sure ruined a good mood we had going didn't I? Guess the party's over for me now." Turning and leaning his back against the cinder block wall he looked at the floor. With a somber tone in his voice he whined, "I have the same problem with chicks. I get to aggressive and mouth off the wrong things. Usually end up beating the monster off myself. Guess that's why I'm divorced. That's one reason I like fucking guys like you, men don't usually care about how much I shoot my mouth off. Listen, I know I'm a little ruff around the edges man. My ex told me that all the time. It's kind of hard for me to change my ways. Its one reason I don't get laid sometimes, know what I mean. Look at us, I get an opportunity like this and I fuck it up." I don't know how he did it so quickly, but I suddenly felt sorry for the guy. He looked lower then a frogs belly and I caused it to happen. I started doing a reality check on myself and wondered why I let stupid words like that effect me so fast. I was the one who gave in first and moved back towards him. He looked at me out of the sides of his eyes as I stepped closer. I could tell he wasn't sure what was going to happen next. Standing beside him I reached for the front of his sweats. As I groped the material and found what I was looking for, he smiled at me with a crooked smile. Now I found myself as the one apologizing. "Listen man, I'm the one who should be sorry. I over reacted. I still have issues about doing this shit with men. Something I have to work on. You still want to do this?" He nodded that he did as he moved sideways and we stood facing each other again. As I continued to feel him up, I felt the stirrings of his cock getting hard again. We were looking in each other's eyes again, but this time it was a knowing look of hunger and desire. He brought his arms up and pulled me into a tight hug. Whispering in my ear, he started my blood boiling again. This time it was
boiling with lust for him. "Come on baby, relax and let me fuck that hole of yours. I'll make some good love to you man. Dam your as tight a s spring, he said as he rubbed my shoulders. You need my cock up inside you, come on, give it up to me. I'll do you real good! " I reached my hand down and grabbed his as I moved back to the shower opening. As I stepped into the changing area he came up behind me and began to feel my butt through my jeans. "Nice firm ass on you man. Why don't you get those jeans off and let me see that thing." As I sat on a small bench inside the stall and removed my boots, Dennis pulled the curtain across the stall opening. Standing I removed my pants and underwear in one move. Water dripped from the leaky facet and the bottoms of my socks got wet. Dennis stared at me the whole time with his hand inside the front of his sweat pants. As I hung my pants on a hook, he whistled low. He continued to slow pumped his cock as he kicked off his dirty sneakers. Using both hands he slipped his sweats off and stepped out of them. At full attention his cock pointed north. We both moved into the small shower stall and he looked at the floor. I knew the drill and got on my knees. This was my one chance to take his body into view before things took off. As I mentioned before, he wasn't my usual type. I go for the dark haired guys and Dennis was blond. In the dim overhead light inside the stall I could see he was quite hairy. The light color of his body hair fooled me at first. His cock and balls were nestled in thick wiry darker blond hair that looked almost brown at his crotch. As I said before, I could tell he was a workingman by the way his arms bulged and the tan line that showed below his tee shirt sleeve line. His cock was bent somewhat back towards his lower belly and was cut. Man, what a beautiful mushroom cock head he had! The head was dark purple and swelled so hard the lips of his piss slit gapped open slightly. As he stepped closer I reached for it. A real good hand full, I'd say he was hung about seven inches. As my mouth found the head I instantly put my lips around the crown of it and dug my tongue into the slit. About a half inch of the tip of my tongue went into the opening. A stale piss flavor covered my tongue as I wet the head fully. He instantly moaned and I was quickly rewarded with a flow of precum. Gripping his shaft I quickly started jerking up and down as I sucked his cock head. He let me do that for about 30 seconds before I felt him grip one of my ears and pull it backwards. Dam it hurt, but I got the message. "Can't let you do that much longer, I got another place for this to go before I shoot." I watched the wet cock head bob in front of my face as I listened to him talk. "Turn around and show me what I been wanting since I saw you," he whispered. On my hands and knees now, I turned slowly in the tight quarters. My hairy ass was presented to him with my head against the cinder block shower wall. He crotched down to my level and I felt him run his thumb down from the top of my butt crack to my hole. Using his thumb he rubbed and massaged my opening.
"Nice, I'm going to enjoy this," he whispered and he got into position. "You bring a rain coat for my cock solider boy," he asked me? That was something I totally forgot about and hung my head down, as I answered, "No." I remembered that most of theses places have a vending machine for condoms and told him that as he continued to finger my hole. "I don't have any chance on me, how about you," he asked? I told him I had some in my pants pocket and asked him to look. I felt him lean away from me, stand up slightly and reach for my pants. I heard my belt buckle tingle as he picked up my jeans. I listened as he pulled some change out of my front pocket. "Nothing here but some pennies and quarter. Not enough I'm sure to buy one."
I continued to hear my belt buckle clank and then there was an eerie moment of silence just before I heard him say, "GOD DAM!" I tried to turn around to see what he was talking about but my head was in the corner of the stall and my movement was limited. I felt him start to lean over my back and also felt his hard cock ride up the valley between my butt cheeks as he moved his head close to mine. I worked my hips to try and line up his cock head with my hole when from behind me he flashed my open wallet in front of my face. I had my police ID shinning right in front of me. "This says you're a State trooper," that right man? He felt me move quickly but gripped me tight around the waist. "Easy, easy, calm down," he whispered in my ear. "I was just checking to see if you had any dollar bills for the machine and I found this." "Relax, man I'm cool. I aint got no problem with it. Matter of fact my dick just got harder knowing you're a cop. Hell I know you guys have needs also. I just can't believe my luck! Dam here I thought you was a solider boy and I was going to pack you for Iraq. Now I got a god dam cop between my legs that wants me. He put his full weight on my back as we laid together in a huddle. This is a first for me buddy," he said as he patted my right face cheek. I took a deep breath as I gauged the situation. "Your secret is out now man, try and relax and enjoy this," he whispered real low. You need to except this is what you want and need. Were just two guys getting off, that's all." I nodded my head and let out a low, "I'm trusting you." Here I was with a cock against my butt hole and my secret was out, what more could I say or do. I felt him shift his hips and his cock head dropped against my butt hole. He moved forward just enough that his cock head started its entrance into me. Stopping short of entering me he cooed in my right ear. "I aint getting up so you can buy a dam rubber man. I don't want this chance to slip away from me. If I get up, you might change your mind and I can't risk that. Besides, we don't need any protection between us no, do we? We understand each other, right? You being a cop, I know you want me to keep my mouth shut after this. Just relax that hole and let me in and this is forever between us. I mean who's going to believe me anyways if I ever did say I fucked a state trooper? Me, the ex married guy with two kids. Yeah I'm going to brag about this, to who, my work buddies? Just take a deep breath and push out like your going to take a dump and I'll slide right in you. And if you don' t want me to cum in your guts, I promise I'll pull out just before I cream your insides." Not answering him was all he needed. My cock swelled so hard under me it hurt thinking about what was about to happen. Looking under myself somewhat I saw a line of precum hanging off the tip of my cock already. He eased his weight off my back and reached for something behind him. This was my chance to turn back if I wanted, but I stayed put. I heard the top of a tube being opened. Next I felt the cool slickness being applied to my butt hole. "Be dam glad I held onto this lube," he said low as I enjoyed the feeling of his big hands. He reached between my legs and grabbed at my hard cock. My ball sack rested on his hairy arm as he gripped and stroked my shaft a few times. "Yeah, I can tell you're into this also. Bet you can make a bitch moan with this piece of pipe." I still find it a strange feeling when another guy checks out my equipment. And Dennis was getting checking me out fully down there. As he drew his hand back, he weighed my sack in his hand and fingered each ball. "Nice low hangers on you cop." When he was done he wiped the hand he used for the lube on my hairy butt to clean some of the slickness off. I heard my belt buckle rattle again and he told me he was going to hang my pants back up before we started. "You wouldn't want any of my spooge on you jeans do you man," he asked? Best to keep any leakage in your jockey shorts if you let me nut you. And you know I'm hoping for that!" As he sat back down against my butt, I felt his big cock head against my butt hole. "Open up trooper, I'm driving you home tonight!" As he pushed the head in I did as he suggested and pushed back like I was taking a dump. As he lay back down on my back the head of his cock went deeper into me and I sucked in short fast breaths. "Ahh, that's a good boy! Dam you got a tight hole on you copper! You'll be able to shit easier once I'm done with you tonight. You'll thank me for this tomorrow I'm sure!" As his hands explored my body he checked out my pecks and my upper arm. "Your built like a brick shit house man," he whispered as he let me get used to his cock deep inside me. "I got me a god dam bull dog between my legs don 't I? That said he started to pull out and then slide back into me. As he drove slowly forward back into me I moaned uncontrollably. My moan was followed by a low, "yeah" from him. We did that for a few seconds and then he pick up his speed and we quickly moved into all out fucking. I think he saw my eyes squinted closed from the pain of his fast movement. His whiskers rubbed my cheek as he breathed heavy. I felt a sudden deeper connection between us when he turned and kissed the side of my temple. "Sorry if I'm hurting you man, I'll be done quick I promise. Few more fast jabs like this and I'll be howling like a dog at the moon. He licked at the sweat that ran down my face as we continued to rut like two dogs in heat. As he took fast deep breaths, I smelled the coffee he drank earlier on his breath mixed with a cigarette small. For no reason other then to bond with this guy more, I tilted my mouth towards his and opened my mouth. He got the message and stuck out his tongue. I sucked his tongue for a few seconds but I could tell just by the way he was breathing he was close. A fellow man knows that sound. Between gasping for air he asked in a husky voice, "Should I pull out, please don't ask me too cause I want this bad?" I shook my head ever so slightly no and he got the message. He bear hugged me around the waist and humped faster for a few times more before I felt the fullness beginning deep inside me. Holding me tight he barely pulled out as he
continued his movement and moaned in my ear. I felt his cock pulsing around my butt hole and his ball sack right up against the back of mine. All to quickly he stopped all him movement and rested on my back. Four or five deep low sighs came from him. I knew they had to match the squirts his cock fired into me. I felt sweat dripping off his face and onto my shoulder as we came back down to earth. He traced my sides as we fell into afterglow. Still breathing like a snorting bull through his noise he snickered a low laugh in my ear. "We got us a big problem my new cop buddy, I think I done knocked your ass up! Man you got some pussy on you!" He laughed again and reached back and smacked my right butt cheek. I let out an "Ouch, that hurt man," as I tilted my head to smile at him. It helped break a somewhat uncomfortable moment as he started to pull out of me. Once free from me I felt the coolness of extra wetness running down my taint. He moved back against the tile wall and sat on the shower floor resting. My knees were killing me from holding up his weight on the cold cement floor. I slowly turned around to face him and sat close to him. I rubbed my knees and twisted my neck back and forth to remove the stiffness I now had. The cold floor felt good against my butt cheeks but made my ball sack draw up closer to me. My cock was still rock hard against my lower belly. Slime still flowed from my tip. Dennis was still breathing fast as I watched him. He spoke first as he run his fingers through his wet hair. "You can jack off if you want. Sorry but I don't do anything more then fuck guys." I told him I would later thinking about all this, but right now I was too shy to try. He seemed to understand that answer. "I didn't hurt you much did I," he asked? I shook my head no as I barely looked at him. "I can tell you don't give it up often, I'm dam proud you let me breed you. You didn't have to you know. Man, you don't know how badly I needed that. Thanks. I feel totally spent right now. My legs are like Jell-O. You mind resting here for a bit with me," he asked? Again I shook my head no not saying anything. He pulled his one leg up so it was bent towards his body, as the other remained out stretched. I watched the now small cock that was just inside me resting in the thick nest of crotch hair he had. A thick white drip hung at his piss slit. "You're not feeling guilty about me shooting inside you, are you," he asked as he leaned his head down lower to look at my face? Looking at me as I kind of hung my head a little lower he put his arm around my neck. "Come here you big lug, he said. It's Ok man. Relax, it happened in the heat of the moment. Hell, condoms break all the time when guys fuck. This way we both know the deal. I can assure you I am clean, you got nothing to worry about there. I got two boys back home I need to finish raising. I wouldn't do anything stupid to fuck that up. Sure did feel extra good skin on skin again. I haven't done that since the old lady and I broke up. Been hitting her up lately to let me fuck her once in a while, but she aint playing that game. Always afraid I'm going to knock her up again I guess. Maybe you'd be willing to let my fuck you again sometime? You gave me a taste of that wonderful feeling again. Be great to have someone we both could trust. I could use a regular connection as I pass through here every couple weeks. Be nice not to have to worry about looking for it if I had some already all lined up. I'm sure you could use some regular cum deposits couldn't you? I mean were already passed that part you and I. Suddenly he pulled back from me as I was thinking. "Dam, there I go again, running my mouth. I'm sorry man that I just assumed you would want to fuck with me again. Should know a guy like you can get any thing or anybody he wants. Hell, what was I thinking! Why should I assume you 'd want to connect with a regular Joe like me? I'm just a fucked up country boy anyways. Always been a day late, and a dollar short on life. I'm divorced and trying to feed two growing boys. My lack of regular ass causes me to say and do stupid things sometimes. You don't need to answer my question. I already should know the score. My apologies again buddy!" He stood up quick and started to dress. I watched his low hanging ball sack swing between his legs as he bent over to pull his sweat pants back on. I wondered quickly if he was playing on my feeling or was really that insecure. The more I checked him out, the more I found something inside me that wanted to find out which it was. He turned my way again and offered his hand to help me get up. I took his assistance and moaned as I got up. He smiled at me and bragged, "Busted you a new one didn't I," as he punched my shoulder. I turned and grabbed my pants off the hook they hung on as he slipped on his
sneakers. He sat on the bench just outside the shower stall and watched as I
pulled on my underwear. Echoing in the tinny sounding confinements of the shower stall I heard him say, "Those jockeys sure do show off that ass of yours man. Nice knowing I been inside there," he bragged! As I reached for my pants, I looked for my wallet. Pulling it out, I opened it. He instantly got defensive. "Honest man, I didn't take any of your money!" "I'm not worried about," I answered him. I pulled out one of my cards that had my name and reporting post on it. As I
handed it to him I explained that my cell number was on it. "Maybe we could get to know each other better if you want. I always work night shift so it has to be either before or after shift." He smiled so big I swear I could see all his teeth. He stood up and grabbed the card, looked it over quickly and stuffed it in his sweats front pocket. "Dam you made my month buddy! You're going to get to know my little friend a whole lot more," he bragged as he gripped his crotch. "Wow, I can't believe my luck! You are talking about us hooking up to fuck aren't you," he asked? Nodding my head yeah and smiling big, I was beginning to understand he wasn' t the sharpest tool in the shed! But I liked them like that sometimes. As I pulled on my pants and was just beginning to zip them up, he opened the shower curtain and told me he was going to take a piss. As he disappeared from sight I sat down and pulled my boots on. The wetness of the bottom of my socks made the boots feel uncomfortable. As I bent over to lace them up I heard the door of the shower room open. I quickly jumped to me feet and reached for my tee shirt on the floor. Just as I stood back up I saw a guy walk past the shower stall I was in. I didn't catch a look at him but I could tell he was looking my way. About that time Dennis appeared. I heard him acknowledge the guy walking by. He asked if I was ready in a louder voice then I wanted him to use. He put his arms behind his head and stretched backwards as he spoke loud again. "Dam after that I'm going to fall asleep instantly!" I looked at him with a strong frown on my face and pointed to the area where I knew the other guy must be. Speaking low I said, "Keep it down buddy, he might suspect what just happened here." Dennis being the typical redneck cock sure guy he was, offered up in a loud voice again, "Well he should know he aint got no chance with you now that I moved in!" He followed that up with a roaring laugh as I pushed him towards the door and told him I'd be out later, I needed to piss myself. He told me he was headed to bed and he would call me soon. I nodded my agreement to that and watched him walk out. As I pulled on my tee shirt and buttoned my pants up I figured I would take a chance and piss. It was along ride home and I needed to. As I turned the corner I saw the guy walking away from the piss troth. We recognized each other right away. It was the officer I had talked with earlier in the locker room at work. "God Dam, don't tell me you're a fudge packer," he asked with disgust? Sorry for the delay guys. But I'm back now! Hope you enjoy this chapter. As always, let me know.
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