My nasty new friend, the jail bird, and I had gotten to know each other real well by the next morning. The entire motor home smelled of stale piss. As we continued our journey to New York City, we set our goal to be in Nashville that night. The only problem was we also decided to check out all of the rest areas and truck stops on the way to Nashville.
The very first rest area we stopped at, Dale went into the restroom to check it out and came out with a tall skinny guy about 25 years old buzz cut and wearing some kind of work uniform. The two of them were really laughing as they walked toward the motor home. When they got there, Dale introduced this guy to me as Jay. He was driving a service truck for a electrician and said he did not have much time but really could use a good blow job. Behind closed doors I was sure we could give him just that. He had a nice cut dick about 7" and unlike us, he smelled like he just stepped out of a shower. We took turns and it wasn't long until Dale got his mouth full of this guy's cum. He said thanks and we were on our way. The next two stops did not produce any piss or cum but about mid afternoon, we stopped at a old truck stop/garage. This time we both went into the bathroom and took the 2 stalls. I heard somebody come in but could not see them. I took a chance and told Dale that this place smells like old piss so much it was making me thirsty for some. I stood up and could see the man still standing at the urinal. I flushed the commode and walked out of the stall. If I had seen this guy before I opened my mouth, I probably would have kept it shut. He was not tall, about 5' 10", but he had a huge stomach hanging over a small dick. He looked me up and down and said he thought he could take care of my problem. I told him to come out to the motor home but he had other ideas. He told Dale to wait outside and watch the door and then he told me to sit down on the floor with my back to the wall and my head between the 2 urinals. The floor was dirty and sticky but I did as I was told. I opened my mouth for him to stick his dick in but instead, hot piss started hitting me in the face and was burning my eyes and going up my nose. He did not have a very big dick but he could piss like a horse. I finally got it in my mouth and started swallowing all I could. Just as he finished, he put it back in his pants and walked out the door leaving me soaked from head to toe.
Dale and I went back to the motor home and he licked the piss off my body. We laid down and took a short nap for about 40 minutes and it was back on the road again. When we finally got near Nashville, it was almost 2 AM. We pulled into the rest area and Dale went cruising the rest room again. He was gone for quite a long time but I could see he was talking to someone. I was very surprised when he came back with a guy in his mid thirties, and wearing a wedding band. He said his family was asleep in their car and Dale had told him we would give him the blow job of his life. He had also told Dale that he loved to get his ass sucked and rimmed. He got in the motor home and started taking off his clothes. When his shirt came off, he was very muscular but his body and arms were full of tattoos. There were a lot of them but I could tell some were of Men and some were of Women. As he took off his pants he was covered in thick black hair from just above his navel down. If he had any tattoos there you could not see them for the thick curley fur. We all got on the bed and I started working on his dick while Dale went for his ass. None of us were in to comfortable a position but when Dale started eating his ass out, he began to let go with farts that would run you out of the motor home. Dale stopped to open a window and when he pulled the curtain back, there was a teenage boy standing outside the motor home peeping in. When the curtain was back, the kid had a full view of what was going on. Dale spoke up and said you guys, we have a peeping tom. The guy looked up and said OH FUCK! That's my son. I figured that was over, but the guy said, what the fuck, let him in and keep sucking. Very calmly he asked the kid if his mother and sister were still asleep and he said yes. He told the kid he was just relieving tension and the kid replied, don't worry dad, I've done that too! With that, Dale remounted his hairy ass hole with his tongue. He started really talking, eat that ass hole, cum on and get your tongue up there. He had his hands holding my head pumping his dick in and out of my mouth and I could tell he knew a good blow job when he got one and he acted like he had gotten plenty of them. Dale pulled out of his ass with his tongue and asked him, you not fixing to shit are you? He said yea, and before he had time to say anything else, it started coming out. He said just take it and throw it in the commode, as Dale tried to hold it in his hands and dispose of it. Neither one of us are into that. He came back with some toilet paper and wiped his ass. That is what it took to trigger his cum, as he pulled my head away and jacking it, erupted hot cum all over my face, then back in my mouth to get the last drop. When he was finished, he looked at his son and said do as I say, not as I do. He told him that his mother had not touched him since his sister was born 12 years ago and he got his rocks off anyway and anytime he could. He put his clothes back on and we went to bed for the night. We'll see what tomorrow might bring!
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