Pit Stop By Nathan Harvey
It had been great getting away for a day of vacation. I'd just about reached my limits of putting up with those ditzy office jockeys at work when I got the idea of taking a day of vacation. Spring was breaking out everywhere and I had that urge to get in my new Sebring, run the top down and get the hell out of town. As I began picking up speed on the almost deserted Highway I thought back to all those carefree college days when just driving was a treat. I had changed as much as the highways had. Remembering how the highways were crowded with cars and trucks and were graced by those wonderful rest stops. It was always open season in those two hole shithouses and I could always get could get a cock to suck. God how I missed those old days before Aids. Every since Barry lover and I had broken up I was horny all the time I would gladly suck off anything that had pants and a cock. It was around the Michigan City bypass that I pulled out around this big four wheeler that was hogging the road. Waving at him and pulling around he wasn't two happy about me leaving him in the dust and letting out a blast of his air horns he gave me the finger.
Laughing and thinking how rude. From what I could see of him he looked big ugly and mean, just my type that I would love to go down on. Living him in the dust I was really having a ball as I moved down that section of new concrete. This new section must be a truckers dream for as great as the road was there was little civilian traffic on it. Most of the traffic had long since switched over to the toll road. The highway was lined with long closed abandoned and businesses. That had simply dried up when the traffic died. Lulled into a kind of hypnotic trance by highway and the humming of my tires I was brought back to reality by a blast of air horns. Checking my mirror I saw my trucker barreling down on me. As he pulled into the passing lane he let lose another blast of his air horn and laughing damn near sucked me up his tail pipe as he went around me.
Now it was time to get even and pushing the accelerator to the floor and began sailing around him. Giving him the finger I went around him and then slamming on my breaks forced him to gear down to a crawl.. Laughing like a fool as I heard him swearing over the grinding of gears I speeded up leaving him in the dust. Thinking that would show the fucker who was boss I was willing to bet that fucker would never forget me. It was about an hour later I had forgotten about the confrontation when I saw this truck moving up close behind me. He was running full open and then he pulled out into the passing lane he was laughing like hell and let go of the air horn. He just didn't give it a blast he kept leaning on it and giving me the finger. Then he began forcing me off the road. Damn his hide I though, then breaking and pulling onto the shoulder he slowed to a stop. I didn't know if to back up and make a run for it or just get out and confront him.
Seeing his cab door swing open and he climbed down and I could see he was one mean hunky bear. Striding back to my car I opened my door and then I realized I was dressed like some damn fairy. He was in tight jeans and a shirt torn and open and I was in cutoffs and a tight red T shirt. I was positive he intended to beat my ass off. As he got closer he had this scowl on his face and calling out in this gravely voice he asked me if I was just looking for trouble or just an early death. The closer he got the more frightened I got. When were standing face to face I could even smell his sweaty body as he took hold of my shirt. Now I was really scared telling him I was sorry promised him money or anything if he would just let me go. Still holding me and glaring at me he ask, Anything you say you cocksucker" Pushing me to my knees then he said, "suck my did fuckhead."
Looking up at him glaring down at me I reached up pulling on his zipper. with both hands I worked his hard cock out of his jeans. Taking his cock into my mouth then I began working him. Then pulling off I said this wasn't the safest place and if he knew somewhere we could go I would follow him to a safer place. Pulling me up telling me to give him my wallet and to follow him. He said he knew a dinner that had an outdoor privy that we could use. I knew I had no choice so handing him my wallet it was all settled. As he pulled out I tagged behind him like a little puppy dog. It wasn't long before he pulled into the parking lot of this dinner. Looking over the place it was really a dump. When my trucker got out I followed behind him. As he pulled the rickety door open going in it was like a breath of the forties.
I could still see the remnants of what had been an old dinner. This place was truly for truckers Stopping at the register and whispering something to the big hairy guy he nodded and we began walking back through the so called kitchen. The guy that was cooking on the grill gave us the eye as we walked through the kitchen and on outside. I got the feeling he knew exactly were we were going and for what reason. Then I saw this little outhouse. The trucker led went right to the building and pulling the door open went in. Even from where I was standing I could smell the stench of urine. Once inside I saw urinals fastened to the wall and pipes leading from them into what looked like a hole in the floor. This place was nothing more than an outhouse with porcelain urinals. I felt like I was in another time zone. Pulling my cock out I had to take a leak before I wet myself. There is nothing better than a good healthy piss and throwing my head back and closing my eyes letting go. I was so hot to piss I could smell the hot urine as it poured from my cock.. Out of the corner of my eye I could see by Bear standing there facing me, his shirt open and his jeans now down around his boots.
Standing there he was playing with one big hard cock. Looking toward the door he told me not to bother trying to get away I had this little job to finish first. Grinning as he stepped out of his jeans and shirt he stood there in all his ugly naked glory telling me to get naked fast or he would tear my clothes off of me. When I didn't move fast enough reached out tearing my shirt off in one swipe. Telling me to get out of my cutoffs or he would rip them off of me. I was terrified now but I did what he demanded. Standing there naked in front of him he then pushed me to my knees saying he had to pee real bad. When I felt that hot spray of piss in my face and running down all over me I tried to shield myself and fend him but he just slapped me saying I was going to take it and like it. Kneeling there he than began pissing in my hair. Finally he stopped and pulling back the foreskin he began pumping his cock into a hard-on.
"Now its time to show you Daddy how sorry you are boy" was the only thing I heard as he rammed his cock into my mouth. I smelled him before I tasted him and the odor of his head cheese made my mind whirl. It was like those wild nights at the truck stops when I was in collage. I had me a big uncut Bear and he was hot. Licking and sucking his cocks-head clean I sucked him deep down into my throat. All he said then was, "Go Fag boy". He was hot and he wanted it sucked real bad. Driving me back into the wall he began raping my mouth. Struggling and pushing back on his cock I knew he was hell bent on driving his cock into me up to his balls. He had what he wanted now and so did I. He knew how bad I wanted him and he began slamming his cock into me and pumping my face like crazy. Working that fat cock of his into me it was like a plunger forcing the suction of my body to pull him /deeper into me with every thrust.
On one deep stroke I could feel the hot cum shooting into my throat as his belly pushed me against the wall driving his cock into me. Not content with just coming once he began again and this time he was going at it real slow and easy and now I was hotter than hell and raising my hands began massaging his nuts. He grunted in approval. I resented this Neanderthal l pissing on me but I did love that cock of his. I was really going at it when I began to realize we weren't alone anymore. The pisser was filling with truckers and they all were taking out hard cocks. As I began sucking down his cum he seemed contented with me then. Pulling his cock out of my mouth he then reached down picking up his clothes. Looking at me and laughing he said now the other boys wanted a little attention and when I was with them done I could find my stuff in the restaurant.
Trying to stand I was forced down again by this mob of truckers and a cock was shoved into my mouth. The more I sucked the more of them just kept coming in. Surrendering to my situation I might as well enjoy this meat festival. No sooner would I get one of them off then I would have another cock waiting. I was beginning to wonder where in the hell they were all coming from and I though that son of a bitch must have advertised all over the CB radio about him bringing me here to suck him off. It was when this big black bruiser came in and stripping came over at me. He was so big and mean looking the others just let him push through. When I opened my mouth to suck him off he pushed my face away. In a low hush voice he told me he was going to fuck my ass.
Spitting on his hand then and moisten his cockshead and holding me down on my hands and knees as he mounted me like a bitch. He knew his business fucking men as he ground and twisted and pushed his cock until finally he was buried deep up my ass. The crowd of truckers continued to grow even larger he was fucking me. Now one of the trucker stepped around telling the black buck it was a shame to waste a good fagot's mouth and rammed his cock into my mouth. I was dazed and numb as the two of them began working me like a machine. From that time on I was now taking them two at a time. I began loosing all sense of time. All I knew was I had to keep sucking and fucking. Finally the room began clearing out. Finishing the last two truckers I watached them leave.
Trying to stand I looked around for my clothes and remember the trucker had told me my stuff would be in the restaurant. Staggering into the restaurant naked in a daze I was met by the casher. Looking at me and smiling he said I made a lot of his customers happy today business had never been better. Then pulling me behind the counter he said he and cook wanted a fuck before I left. Getting on all fours they both fucked me. Then reaching down and helping me up he told me my clothes were hanging in the washroom if I wanted to clean up. Dazed I asked what that place was in back then if he had an inside washroom. Laughing he told me it for the truckers and fagots like me. All the boys get on the CB to the other truckers when one of you fagots come in here. Going into the washroom then I found a shower and my clothes. Cleaning up and dressing I even found my wallet shoved in the front pocked of my jeans.
Coming out of the washroom he told me his name was Walter and asked me if I wanted a cup of coffee before I left. Looking up at him I told him I could sure use another cock to suck before I left. Calling over the big Mexican guy that was mopping the floor he ask him if he wanted to get his nuts off. Dropping his whites he produced a beautiful hooded cock. Sucking it into my mouth I savored the rich flavor of his head cheese. He was all man and when he came it was hot and salty and wonderful. Now I was ready to leave. Pulling on the door I turned and asked if he had any objections if I came back next Wednesday on my day off. Grinning Walter told me he would pass the word and I would have all the cock I could handle next week. On that drive back I began to think that nowadays it is even better than the old days.
All week I worked like a dog trying to get everything done. Finally Wednesday, my day off I was up at dawn to drive to my little truck stop. I wasn't surprised that it was open. Parking and pushing the door open Walter broke out into a big grin saying he would fix me some breakfast. Laughing I said I wanted a tube steak. Telling me to leave my clothes in the washroom he had left a robe for me to change into. Stripping and slipping on the robe I walked through the restaurant and as I pushed the back door open I could hear Walter announcing to the room full of truckers that the back room was open for service. As I turned to go into the outhouse I froze when I saw this cop coming after me. Damn busted and not one cock. As he came toward me he began undoing is pants saying he just needed a little service. As he stepped in to the relic of the outhouse I let my robe drop and sank to my knees. It was the beginning of a very good day