Road Trip Texas: Abilene
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I felt great. Full night of sleep, and I had a great time at the dancehall, in truth, and with Brett, and a great breakfast from Lena at the Inn. I dawdled around a bit, and very slowly got it together to drive up north to Abilene, which was at least three hours away. I headed up, and was happy that I was in at least a somewhat larger city than simply a dance hall, which was Luckenbach, but Abilene is still small, and flat – flat as a pancake. I was getting into prairie country. I drove around a little bit, and had a nice lunch, surrounded by air force guys mixed in with cowboys. Interesting city. I got a local throwaway magazine in the diner, and saw that there was a huge gem and mineral show in town – I used to go to North Carolina with family to look for gemstones for fun, and the family had quite a collection when I was a child, an odd family tradition. I remember beautiful rutilated quartz; it looked absolutely like a giant drop of water with strange hair-like crystals floating inside.
I headed to the gem show after lunch, and started walking around. Who can resist buying a geode and splitting it open to see the surprise inside! I couldn't buy anything because I had limited space, but it was entrancing, like a huge natural history museum. I was walking along the display cases and I heard my name – slowly. "Well... look... who... it... is..." – deep booming voice like old oil and leather. I looked around startled, and if it wasn't Daddy Jon. You've heard the expression "some guys open their mouth and a purse falls out," Daddy Jon was "he opened his mouth and a leather glove falls out." My hair stood on end. "Here... baby..." and I looked – there he was. Jon was from out in Fairfax, where he lived with his longtime husband, who was an IT executive. Jon's career was roaming around buying and selling gems, and I met him many, many years ago in San Diego at a friend's party.
He was a bit shorter than me, a lean, well-worn dad body at the time, that deep slow southern voice, and a trim grey beard and military flattop at the time. Because of his height, his cock looked extra large, but more on that later. He hadn't aged – well, maybe more grey after 10 years. Not handsome, but... intensely charismatic. And that voice! "What... are... you... doing... here!" I told him I was driving through Texas enjoying some downtime, and he introduced me to Gene and Amy, a large couple with old-fashioned eyeglasses, who looked at me blinking, very quiet, but friendly. That basically describes most of the people at the show, by the way. Jon said he needed some grub, why don't we take a "drive". Jon was very, very naughty, from what I remembered. We had to take a drive at the friend's party to get some beer, and the moment we were in the car, Jon pulled his cock out through the pants legs in his shorts, and started jacking off.
He was one of those short skinny Dads with huge horsedicks that loved to show it to people to get a reaction. I almost drove off the road, and in fact, we did – he directed me to a back road where we got out, and he proceeded to jack me off and suck down my cum, then throat fucked me until I had swallowed every drop of him. Everyone at the party wanted to know where we went! I must have been burping cum. Daddy Jon slowly headed out of the hall with me, and I saw him winking at a couple of the military guys. He was so much more horned up and aggressive than I am, if that's possible. We got to the parking lot, and he grabbed me and gave me a huge kiss, his massive tongue pushed into my mouth, licking my palate and all around, "I... remember... that... big... dick... Joe..." He growled, "but... fuck... baby... you... are... huge... now!"
We headed towards his van, yes, a 70's Chevy van, and he said, "I... know... a... place." We headed out to a small diner, it was a drive, and I told him I had eaten. "Not... here..." he said winking, and pulling out his cock again from his shorts. The smell of his precum filled the cab, and he pushed a finger in his foreskin and rolled it around, then reached over and pushed it in my mouth. This went on as we headed up to a tiny diner, and came in. Big hairy guy behind the counter, and a couple of military flattops sitting eating, and Luis, behind the counter lit up like a lightbulb "Daddy Jon!" he said, and the guys in the booth took a look around. Luis, wiping his hands on his apron, ran up and gave him a bit hug, eyes sparkling. "I'm... hungry..." Daddy Jon drawled, and we slid into a booth, and in a moment, iced tea and burgers were on their way. "Come... with... me..."
One of the guys next to us got up to go take a piss, and Daddy Jon told me to come with him. We walked into a bathroom that looked twice as big as the kitchen, and the guy was minding his own business pissing at the urinal. I got on one side, and Daddy Jon the other, and Jon pulled his cock out and pissed a little, then jacked off, stepping back from the urinal. I looked over and gasped. He had been squeezing and pulling on his horsemeat till it looked well over 11" thick inches. The guy looked at me for a second and then to his right, at Daddy Jon who was jacking slightly, and I heard him gurgle and gasp. Daddy Jon began humming, and with his deep voice, it rolled in the room and wrapped around us. "Fuck", the young guy said, "Th-that's unreal." "Oh... its... real... son," Daddy Jon said, "never... seen... one... like... that?" He jacked it a little, and a glob of precum dripped out of it.
The poor guy was hypnotized, shaking almost, and stepped over to Daddy Jon, as I did. "Taste it son," I said, jacking myself off. "I, I can't." he said, whispering, but I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him down. He just stared at Daddy Jon's cock, inches away from it as it was jacked and stroked, Jon leaning over to spit on it. The door swung open, and Luis said "You're meat's ready Daddy Jon", startling the poor guy, and Daddy Jon groaned, "Let's meet up later, boy." We rolled our cocks back into our pants, the poor guy, reaching out to touch our cocks gingerly like they were molten lava, and we walked back out. Jon was laughing, "Works... every... time..." We slid back in the vinyl booth to eat, then the shaken guy walked out, white as a sheet, and sat with his buddies. It wasn't but a few minutes later that they headed out, and when they were all outside, the flattop guy ran back in and scribbled out a phone number and put it at our table then ran back out.
Daddy Jon and I chatted for a while as he filled up on food – for such a small guy, he could eat a lot! Luis kept coming by and fussing over him, and at a given moment, daddy Jon, threw one leg out of the booth, and Luis grunted. He ran and locked a door, and came back trotting and breathing hard. Daddy Jon had pulled his cock out of his pants again, and Luis was in an instant on his knees, slurping it and gagging on it, trying put push it down his throat. "Try... my... friend..." Daddy Jon said, and I got up and sat on a chrome vinyl chair, and pulled my cock out. Now Daddy Jon's cock was huge, and exciting, but was very hard to suck on, while mine was nice and long, and curved perfectly to deepthroat. Luis was on his hands and feet, in an instant, pushing my cock in his throat, and moaning, sucking like a demon, head bouncing like crazy. "Get... your... pants... off... Luis..." Daddy Jon said, and Luis stood up, pulling his apron off quickly and dropping his baggy pants and kicking them away.
He had a beautiful hairy belly, long uncut cock himself, and got back on all fours, big hairy ass in the air and sucking me like crazy. Daddy Jon got up slowly, and leaning over again, opened his mouth and a huge glob of spit started streaming out onto Luis's hair ass. Luis groaned, and reaching under himself, started jacking off, begging Daddy Jon to fuck him. Daddy Jon squatted slowly and pushed just the fat head of his cock in Luis. Luis screamed lightly, my cock in his mouth, so I pushed his head completely down on it so his throat was plugged, and winked at Daddy Jon. That big cock pushed deeper in the hairy hole now, and we both watched as Luis struggled, and strained to take it all. Daddy Jon started fucking his cock in and out, just half, as Luis gurgled and chortled, sucking on my cock and frantically jacking off, occasionally turning his head to bark out fuck commands to Daddy Jon.
Suddenly that cock went to the hilt, up to the shorts, into that hairy ass, and I felt Luis freeze, shaking. His shirt had worked its way up his back, and all his fur was standing on end, his huge fat ass squeezing as he arched his back to get as much cock as possible. His jacking motion stopped, then a half-dozen frantic strokes, then he stopped, pulling back to gasp for breath on my cock. An instant later he was back with my cock down his throat, that start-top jacking motion, and Daddy Jon pinching his own nipples through his teeshirt as he fucked now, in and out of that hairy juicy big ass. "OH FUCK", Luis said, not 5 or 10 minutes into the fucking, "yourgonnamakemecum" he burst out, "Aiee! FUCKINGCUMMING!" he bellowed, and with that, and heaves of his arched back and more jacking, I heard thick liquid blurts and squirts on the floor, and then he started screaming slowly to be careful with his ass.
Daddy Jon just laughed quietly, and pulling his cock out, pulled Luis around, and made him clean up the wet juicy shaft. Luis was grunting and groaning, his pink tongue flicking all over the thick fuckmeat, his beard getting wet from the juices. Finally, he sort of collapsed in a heap on the floor, and taking two breaths got back up, baggy pants slid back up and apron on. "Fuck, I will never, oh!" he said, and ran off to wash his hands and face. Daddy Jon and I sat there grinning, as Daddy Jon began. "Luis... where... to?" Luis rattled off the name of a truck stop on the 277 north, "if you get to Hawley, is too far Papi" he said, and Daddy Jon calmly wrote it down on the back of the paper the flattop guy gave us. Daddy Jon dropped me at my car at the gem and mineral show, and we agreed to rendez-vous at the truckstop just after work shifts were over around 8pm, after dinner. "Y... M... C... A..." Daddy Jon said, for my gym. "Hot... showers..." – I told you, he was worse than I am.
I got a motel room on the north side of the city, had a P&J then headed back in for the YMCA, and had a great arm workout. At 4pm though, there were no "hot guys" in the showers, but like small town gyms and YMCA's, it was one huge room in the shower, and looked like a porn movie fantasy setup. I had a carefully chosen dinner at Denny's nearby – I can't take a lot of fried food. Catching up on some email after, I found it suddenly was around 6 and headed out to meet up with Daddy Jon – my balls were aching from the jack & suck at the diner, but not having cum yet. I was ready! Traffic tapered off very quickly once you got outside the loop-20 around the city, and I found the truckstop. It didn't look promising, one or two Kenworths and a Peterbuilt, grimy looking gas station, convenience foodstore, paid showers and rest area, parking area and picnic tables. And Daddy Jon's van.
He was sitting in the back, doors open, same shorts, drinking some water. "Hey... buddy..." he said, and handed me some water too, and we sat talking in the back of the van, when a few more big rigs swung around. One nice trucker dad with big sideburns in a white teeshirt popped out, and headed to the store. Then a few minutes later a few more headed in, and some younger trucker types popped out. "Mmmm..." Daddy Jon growled. The light was so beautiful, everything was a bit dusty but began looking luminous in the beginning of the twilight glow as the sun began approaching the horizon. Then a large guy and a short guy got out of a Mac Truck, driver must have been 6'5", thick – big boned – and his skin was a very deep black-brown color, bald. His buddy was the opposite – 5'6" maybe, or taller, pale blond guy, chunky but nicely shaped.
Walked to the store/dinner area, daddy with his arm around the shoulders of the blond guy. Probably half the driver's age. "Mel" Daddy Jon said, and the tall trucker looked startled, and steered the guy under his arm towards us and came over. He silently reached out a hand, shook with Daddy Jon, and said, "This is my cub, Tex". Tex shyly held out a hand, he must have been around 25, stared at me a bit. Mel continued, "Tex, we're gonna see you take daddy Jon." Mel held his hand out for me and made comments on my muscles, and Daddy Jon said, "biggest... is... between... his... legs...". We headed into the foodstore/restaurant/thing to get a drink, and there was a small crowd wandering around the bare aisles there. You paid $5 and could go back and take a shower if you needed, and a few guys had wash-up kits with them, lined up to go in.
We had a beer, the four of us, and I got a little of Tex's story, he and Mel had been an item since Tex was around 16, thrown out when his Daddy decided he was gay, and Mel took care of him. Some guys came over and commented on my muscles, and I bought them a beer for the compliments. It was a motley group at first, but they relaxed a bit, and the atmosphere definitely changed. Daddy Jon positioned himself like earlier at some dining booth with his legs open, and cock and balls hanging out of his shorts, his big meat there to shock guys casually as they walked into the shower area as the door buzzed. Tex was very quiet, but his eyes were alive, watching everything that went on, and especially Daddy Jon's cock, and my muscles. Eventually we went on in for a "shower". Talk about bare-bones. It had rows of dingy foot-square lockers along one wall, wooden benches, bad fluorescent lights, urinals on one side, and one or two showers along a tiled wall in a big square room.
There were more ominous-looking wooden tables to one side, and a door to the outside to the outdoor seating area. Couple of big old truckers in towels, and a couple of guys very carefully rolling up their clothes to put in the lockers. Sounds sleepy, but it wasn't, the tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. "Mmmm..." Daddy Jon said, going in, very pleased. We carefully took our clothes off, and put them in a locker- that area had a faint dusty/musty smell, and then Daddy Jon had me sit on the edge of a table. Everyone stared now as he leaned over, and rubbed his moustache on my cock, which was rock hard. He was on the edge of the bench, squeezing his big cock – a bit to big to get his hand around – letting it dangle off looking like it was going to hit the floor as he stuck a fat tongue out and started going around the head of my cock.
Someone in the room groaned, and in came Mel and Tex, the door buzzing and clicking open. Daddy Jon was making quite a scene, grunting with his deep voice, and slurping around my cockhead, tongue sticking way out as he pushed my cock into his throat. I felt his mouth wrap around my shaft, and the deep suction start as he growled and pinched his nipples, jacking off gently. His head was bobbing up and down a moment later, fucking my shaft in and out of his throat easily, until he stopped and grunted for me to feed him. The bobbing began again, and I felt hands on my biceps and shoulders as I held onto the table, almost pushed off by Daddy Jon's head. I glanced over, and Mel was naked, a mountain of flesh and beautiful cock bounding out, with Tex by him – lightly tanned arms, a farmer tan, furry thick body, and quite pale. Good-sized boner pointing out, as Mel rubbed his shoulders and hugged him to his big body.
Daddy Jon knew how to suck. My cock felt like it had an electric vacuum pump on it, and the tingling started through my crotch, and my right leg started shaking. I stared at the trucker dads on either side of us, jacking off under their towels, and realized that Daddy Jon's suck and jack had taken me over the edge already. My whole body started shaking and I gasped an "Oh No" as the cum seizure came over me – it was particularly violent this time, the way Jon was overstimulating my cock, and shaking on the table, cum boiled up out of me and filled Daddy Jon's mouth over and over as I my legs kicked uncontrollably and I let out a booming yell, almost not able to hold onto the table. Mel reached out and held my shoulder as I gasped, and spurt after spurt of cum fed Daddy Jon now, who did not cease his suction and bobbing on my cock even as I finished. I had to lie back, being over-stimulated now, when I felt my cock released, and I could take a breath.
I heard some murmurings of astonishment how my muscles bulged and twitched as I came... I had to get off the table, and get under a shower for a moment. Fuck, that was amazing. And just the start. One of the truckers – a hairy daddy type, nice furry back, bit of grey – had bent over the table beside Daddy Jon, and dropped his towel, ass in the air. Daddy Jon leaned over and massaged the guy's neck, growling things to him, then thrust two fingers in his asshole. The guy grunted, and pushed back after a moment, then Daddy Jon got behind him. The guy reached around and pulled his hair asscheeks apart, leaving a vulnerable brownish pink hole. Meanwhile, Mel had Tex up on a table, and was massaging his chubby asscheeks, rubbing some sort of lube in them, fingering the boy and massaging both their cocks. Daddy Jon started rubbing his big cockhead at the trucker's hole, teasing it as he spread his cheeks harder.
He spit a huge wad of saliva right in the hole, and started pushing it in with his thick prong, while the guy grunted and moaned, then suddenly, as all of us watched, Daddy Jon pushed his entire cock in, in one thrust, impaled. "Hold... On..." he growled, as the man cried out in pain, both of them frozen for a moment. The poor guy was ponding his fist on the table, but not moving his ass, until he reached back again, pulling his fat cheeks apart, and I heard a faint "damn". Mel was thrusting three fingers in and out of Tex's ass, making sloppy squashing sounds as Tex grunted and whined. Daddy Jon started thrusting now – pulling his slick cock slowly out of the trucker dad, until the head was still in, then pushed abruptly into his hole. The guy gave up on his asscheeks, and began jacking off, arching his back to take even more of Daddy Jon's huge horsemeat.
Everyone standing there was astonished at the spectacle – it looked like the guy could literally have been split open, even as big as his ass was. Daddy Jon fucked him at a moderate pace, when we watched Mel – beautiful black sweaty skin now – sit on a bench, and pull Tex to him, showering him with kisses and squeezes. Tex climbed up on his lap, very pale skin, looking quite small in contrast, and climbed up on his daddy's cock, and sat on the thick fuckpole. Mel wrapped his arms around his boy until you almost didn't see him, and the two tenderly kissed as Tex ground Mel's cock in his ass as hard as he could. Another older trucker sat on the table at this point, his fat cock pointing up for one of the younger drivers to start sucking on, seated comfortably at the bench. I noticed some guys fucking in the shower, and the room was rapidly developing into mayhem.
Daddy Jon's bottom let out a yell, and started shooting cum all over the floor while Daddy Jon was fucking into him with bruising intensity. With a big "pop", he pulled his cock out, and went over to the shower to rinse it off, almost ignoring the trucker there who was like a pile of well-fucked jello at this point. "Baby it's time," Mel said, and Tex climbed off, saying he was nervous. Mel, with his arm around Tex like a high-school sweetheart, led him to the table, and helped him up. He was lying there, on a towel after a moment, slightly chubby furry pale body resting, his thick legs resting over the edge. One trucker dad came over and began jacking off over Tex, nice long cut cock being stroked, and Tex leaned over the table edge to begin sucking on another daddy. Mel called out to Daddy Jon, and told some of the trucker guys to help him. Tex had his legs lifted up, and his asshole sticking out over the table edge slightly.
"Mel,..." he began, but another smooth trucker guy came over to Tex and put his beautiful fat cock out for Tex to play with. Tex was literally surrounded by Dads now, a couple holding his legs up, and Daddy Jon heading in. Mel held Tex's shoulders down now, as his legs were restrained, and Jon looked at his lubed and slightly fucked hole – Mel had stretched it a little bit. Tex was stammering, afraid now, looking at Daddy Jon's missile, and started blubbering at Mel, who told him it would be OK, Daddy's there. Daddy Jon rested his big cockhead at the hole, and pushed in maybe a half inch. I was jacking off watching the spectacle, and Tex told Mel it was way too big, he'd be hurt. Mel shushed him, and I reached over and pushed the small of Daddy Jon's back, pushing most of the thick head in Tex's asshole. He was tight. He howled a bit, and his cock went soft.
Mel put his hand over his mouth, and I pushed Daddy Jon more. It was a struggle, and Tex started pushing the men away, but they held him down now. Suddenly, with a pop, Daddy Jon's cockhead got into Tex's hole, and Tex started bucking against the table, but all the Dad's had him secure. "Always... hurts... till... it... doesn't..." Daddy Jon said soothingly, and sure enough, a moment later Tex calmed down, his soft cock hard again, and grunted. Daddy Jon started sawing in a half-inch, out a little, half-inch more as Tex began to get agitated again, his body flexing – he did have some good muscles on him. He had the full plum-size head in his rectum now, and about an inch of the shaft, as Daddy Jon growled at him with that deep voice, soothingly talking him through the intense fuck, and I held onto Jon's hips as he slowly, relentlessly pushed his fat cock deeper and deeper into Tex.
Ten minutes later and about 6 inches in, Tex started howling again, and Daddy Jon flexed his hips suddenly, and was now beyond Tex's rectum, and into his colon with his huge cock. Tex grew even paler, and was actually kind of limp, though his cock was as hard as ever, precum dripping down it – tasty, if I might say so, after sampling. "Is he OK", one of the truckers holding him down asked, jacking off over his rigid body. Mel was still holding him down as Tex shuddered, and told everyone its fine, and Daddy Jon now thrust his cock completely, 11" of thick Dad meat, deep into little Tex. A deep bellowing groan came out from him, "Fuck... he's... tight", and he pulled back out slowly, as we watched Tex's raw red anus almost pull inside out. Tex was shaking his head back and forth, clenching his teeth, and Jon pushed his cock back in, a little faster this time.
Tex was gasping and taking short breaths, like he was giving birth, and suddenly let out an "OOOH" as he suddenly the pleasure of the huge dad cock in his ass hit him. Daddy Jon began fucking him fast now, pausing every few strokes to enjoy the tightness, and occasionally pulling his head completely out of the hole so we could see how it was stretched and gaped open. I took Tex's cock and began a slow, intense jackoff while he was being fucked and held down, massaging his bloated balls while an inch away wrist-thick meat pushed into his hairy hole. I spit into my hand, and began twisting it around his cut cockhead, stroking his shaft in an opposite twist. Tex's eyes flew open, watching this muscle dad squeeze and work his cock while his ass was stretched to bursting. "Wait, wait!" he said, and I bent over the table to get his thick head in my mouth.
I sucked and stroked him now, as he struggled even harder, Daddy Jon giving him a nice easy slam-fuck into his ass. After all this time of fucking, I knew he couldn't take more, so doubled my effort, and Tex soon was arching his back and gurgling, when I felt the first gush of cum shoot out his cock – delicious! He must have spurted 10 times while Daddy Jon was fucking into him when he begged for me to stop – and I obliged. However, Daddy Jon kept going as Mel told him to relax and enjoy the ride. I can't usually take too much fucking after I cum, and Tex was the same, struggling with a "no No NO" but Mel leaned over and kissed him. Jon pulled his cock out, and jacked the shaft, head staying inside Tex's hole, then thrusting in, doing a huge variety of moves on that ass. After another 5 minutes, Tex stopped struggling against the men holding him, and moaned, tossing his head, in fuck nirvana.
"Joe... for... you..." Daddy Jon said, pulling out as I crouched down, jacking myself. He pushed his cock in my mouth, choking me instantly as he pushed my head on it, and then with the thick curved shaft down my throat, he began grunting. Then there I had a bizarre gushing feeling inside me – it literally felt like I had a hose filling my belly. The only time I'd felt that was when someone I was deepthroating began pissing and filling me up, but Jon wasn't doing that, he was grunting, heaving and shooting hot gobs of cum directly in my belly. I pulled back a tiny bet and felt a huge spurt in my throat, bigger than I had felt before. It wasn't more than 4 or 5 spurts, but fuck, it was a huge volume! I groaned, and was ready to shoot again, and as Tex said "whaaaa?" wondering what happened to the cock, I stood up.
Daddy Jon thrust his cummy cock back in Tex, and pulled out, then I thrust my cock in that loose hole – I actually love wide-open loose ass more than tight – then I pulled out and Daddy Jon pushed back in. This went on for some minutes driving Tex crazy – his cock was getting completely hard again, standing up like a flag pole as Daddy Jon and I tag-teamed the hole. "Hey... Buddy..." Daddy Jon said, at a well-hung young dad trucker jacking off, open-mouthed, watching us. He went over and grabbed the trucker's cock, kneeling to suck it as the guy looked on, incredulous, then stood back up, putting the younger guy's hand on his thick meat, pulling him over towards Tex. I pulled out as Daddy Jon pushed his cock in Tex's hole, and I noticed Mel had stopped holding Tex, and was to one side feeding Tex his bull balls while he jacked off his big uncut meat.
A couple of more guys who had come into the shower walked over watching us, undressing, and Mel broke off for a moment to fuck Tex also. Daddy Jon leaned over to suck on Tex's fat prong, and got a beautiful suck going while one of the truck dads reached around Daddy Jon's belly to jack his horsedick. Tex was just gibbering incoherent stuff now, his ass worked over and over while Daddy Jon gave him one of his patented deep-vacuum sucks. "whose boy is that?" One of the new dads said, starting to jack off, watching Tex get fucked by Mel. "My boy." Mel said, pulling his cock out, and reaching out to jack off the new Dad's uncut cock. "Mind if I?" the Dad asked, and Mel pulled his cock over to Tex's hole, which was big and sloppy now. He pushed his cock in slowly, closing his eyes and moaning as his buddy jacked off , feeling down around Daddy Jon – "Dang, he's an animal!" he said, and some of the guys snickered around us.
Mel started jacking me off again, whispering "Don't you want to fuck my boy muscleman?" Daddy Jon started grunting and groaning, as Tex started bucking again on the table, and he was clearly feeding another load to Daddy Jon while the hairy big-bellied uncut dad was fucking him. "Whoah..." Daddy Jon said, standing up, his horsecock jutting out with the bear dad's hands on it around his waist. He comically started walking over to me as the man walked behind him, not giving up on jacking his big dick, and his buddy fucking Tex said, "Ken, let the man walk." Fuckdad was standing there, now holding Tex's ankles and just fucking away, see-sawing his big meaty ass as he plowed Tex, who lay there with a huge smile, eyes closed, and his thick cock drooling some cum on his white belly. More guys walked in the shower area, and it was getting, well, crowded feeling.
"Oh Shit" one said, and it was another Dad and boy pair, watching Tex get fucked by the big thick daddy, not knowing that this was probably number five or six. "Look Stevie, it's Daddy Jon!" the Dad said to his boy, and both of them looked in shock, as this kind of legendary fucker came to life. "And look, it's Daddy Joe he's sucking!" Stevie said. "Those stories, they're all... real!" I heard some lockers click and clack, and a few guys started circulating out of the showers, as Dad and Stevie looked on incredulously at the scene in front of them. Daddy Jon opened his mouth by my cock as Mel continued to jack me, and I felt Stevie and his Dad start to feel me, rubbing my muscles, and talking to each other excitedly. Suddenly there was a big groaning, and the thick uncut Dad fucking Tex started unloading, and Stevie ran over to feel his hairy belly and cock as he shoved it in Tex's hole.
"Someone feed me!" Tex said, and Stevie's Dad and undid a heavy buckle, pulling out a thin long cock, and laying it across Tex's mouth. Tex started suckling his new Dad cock, and Jon stood up, pulling me over to Tex as the thick-cocked dad headed towards the shower. Mel pushed me back into Tex's hole, and I savored the feeling – it was soft and wet, not tight at all now, and I could slowly slide it all around feeling like a hundred hands massaging the sides of my shaft. I looked at Tex's thick cock, soft now, like a huge lump of man flesh as he sucked on that Trucker Dad cock. I kept fucking him slowly, and Jon, to my right, was being worshipped by Ken, who had his hands wrapped around him. Stevie was there too, and both of them were on their knees, stroking Daddy Jon's big meat, Stevie spontaneously kissing it, and his tongue darting out to lick the tip. "Make... Daddy... feel... good..." Daddy Jon spoke, grinning.
He patted their heads, and squeezed their necks as they began open-mouthed sucking on both sides of his shaft, unable to control themselves. I started slowly jacking off Tex as I fucked him, and Mel said, "I'm about ready to feed my boy." He had been jacking off the whole time, and his thick black-colored meat looked about full to bursting. I pulled out of Tex, and Mel fucked back in his hole, Tex deepthroating the daddy dick standing beside him. His beat-up hands were touching the fur on Tex's chest, pinching his nipples, and roaming all over while Mel slammed his cock hard into the boy's ass, and Mel started a grunting, whining sound that got louder and higher-pitched as he slammed more and more rapidly. "Here it is honey, daddy's creamy for you!" Mel said, and Tex's cock got hard again.
The daddy fucking him started barking out "Yes" over and over, and I watched his hips thrust, and hold as Tex started sputtering and coughing, sucking his cock. Mel collapsed over his boy's belly, heaving sighs as I watched his hips thrust gently, pumping hot cum deep into that ass, while Tex drank dad cum, lying completely covered with his daddy Mel. More locker's started banging, and Daddy Jon said, "Here... cums...". His cock worshippers went into a suck and stroke frenzy, and suddenly a huge burst of cum shot out of Daddy Jon's pencil-thick urethra, up over their faces and hair like someone dumped a cum of yogurt on them. Then another, landing with a thick wet plop on them and the floor. "FUCKING DADDY!" Stevie yelled, and another thick gooey spurt of white cum shot out all over his face and dripping now, while the other bear frantically licked him, like a puppy.
Bang! More cum shot out of Daddy Jon, going up, then landing on his cock like another cup of clotted cream from a fountain, dripping down over the head, shaft, and huge balls. The two men were gasping, faces covered in creamy thick splashes of sperm, astounded at the volume and thickness, as was I. Daddy' Jon's cock, standing straight up now, looked like it had melted white candle wax all over it, when he grunted, a deep growling bear sound, and another gush of cum burst up and out, on the men's face, plopping loudly on the ground with a splash. I was amazed, and slightly sad that I hadn't been able to appreciate the volume in my mouth, rather than straight into my belly. Everyone was astonished at the volume of cum now, and were staring at Daddy Jon, who was panting slightly, and then he grimaced, and grunted again, and another thick dollop of juice shot up, not so hard, but again out of that huge cockhole and oozing up over his cock, sliding down in a mass to drip down his hairy balls onto the floor.
I suddenly noticed Tex was sitting up on the table woozily watching this spectacle, along with most of the other men. Daddy Jon started an odd sound, I thought was pain, but it was laughing, a deep bellowing laugh as he took his hand, squeezed his balls and dick from shaft to top, the huge plops of creamy cum flowing off his cock as he walked towards the showers, all of us open-mouthed. "Stevie, and Dad, C'mere" I said, and the two guys scrambled over to me, feeling me again. I was jacking the dad, who was semi-hard, as Stevie put his nice cock in my hand, and both of them started jacking my cock off – I needed the release. The shower was running, but more guys started collecting around me as I got up on the table were Tex was, giving full access to my cock, balls, and ass. Hands everywhere now, pinching and squeezing my nipples, feeling my muscles, and best of all, jacking my cock stem to tip, balls being felt and squeezed, and someone began worshipping and rimming my asshole.
"Mmm Hmm..." Daddy Jon said, wiping his crotch with a damp towel, seeing me getting worked over. I felt Stevie's mouth on my cock now, nothing like Daddy Jon, but a good basic suck going. Stevie's pants were dropped now, and his Daddy was behind him, rubbing his now-fully-hard cock up against Stevie's hairy ass as Daddy Jon put his hand on his fat soft cock. Stevie's dad was gasping as he felt the meat, and he began thrusting into Stevie, who had a hard time now keeping his mouth on my cock, but not a problem. I was ready to cum. I shivered a little bit, and all my muscles started going rigid slightly. All the dick-sucking, fucking, and play was getting to me, and with the nice loose fuck I'd had for 15 minutes, and the light-as-a-feather sucking by Stevie, I was somewhere between tickled and cumming for a few minutes – it was amazing.
"Stevie, here it is!" I said, and a bold of electricity hit my body as the first jet of cum gushed into his mouth. Stevie was whining and going on, licking my cock as I felt Daddy Jon's cum drip out of his beard, and the full orgasm then began hitting my body as the men groaned, watching all my muscles and veins bulge as I strained to get all the cum out. It was wonderful, and I slowly stopped twitching as the orgasm subsided. Finally we were treated to the spectacle of Stevie and his Dad, alone to one side now. Stevie was jacking off his hairy cock as his ass was plowed, and Daddy Jon helpfully started whapping Stevie's face with his meat, almost painfully. Stevie started whining and cumming then, splashes on the floor as he was cockwhipped, and his Dad lost control watching the spectacle, staggering slightly as his cock slipped out and cum flew all over their clothes. What a lot of noise they made!
I was leaning up on the table watching all of this, noticing that the room was getting very empty, Mel and Tex gone, most of the men gone, just Stevie and his Dad, Daddy Jon, Ken and his buddy and a few others. "Best... Truckstop... Sex..." Daddy Jon growled at me, putting on his short shorts again, adjusting his balls to one side of the crotch and his thick cock on the other side trying to keep it from completely hanging out. Stevie and his Dad were sitting, splayed and exhausted on some chairs, and I dressed back up and left through the main door with Daddy Jon. He gave me a hug at his van, and Mel and Tex honked their horns at us as they took off again to drive in the night, Tex at the wheel. Heading back to my hotel, dust from the trucks leaving annoying me in my open Roadster, I was still feeling happy and warm. Nice to see Daddy Jon after all these years. What a surprise!
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About the Author: texbearjoe
texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can follow him @texbearjoe on twitter.
These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his travels.