Truck Ride

By Mark Wolf

Published on Jun 13, 2006

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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between adult males. If material of this nature offends you, PLEASE do not read any further. Please note that you must be of legal age, where you live, to read this story. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental.

Truck Ride - Chapter One

I opened the door to the big red truck. The vehicle had been lifted with both a body and suspension package giving it the look like those monster trucks from late night TV. After I eventually climbed in, I sat down on the seat looking over at the driver who was to be my companion for the rest of the day. His name was Travis and he was a handsome prince if ever there was one. I met Travis on-line a couple of weeks ago. After numerous sessions of chatting by phone, we had agreed to meet for a day road trip. This would give us a chance to get to know one another better. As I looked over, Travis smiled saying "I thought a ride through the mountains would be a fun and get us both out of the city for a while." I was still transfixed on Travis' deep blue eyes ignoring the words coming from his lips. "Dude" Travis said again snapping me back from my fairytale land. "Yeah, that sounds like it would be a great time" I said finally smiling back at his manly face. "Cool" Travis replied starting the truck for our journey to the wilderness.

As we drove down the freeway to our eventual destination, I thought how much the truck encapsulated Travis' appearance, and from our conversations over the phone, his personality too. During our long talks, he would often speak of the outdoors, backpacking, camping, roughing it on the weekends with excursions to where few usually trekked. His big red truck embodied everything he spoke of, a very masculine ride able to go anywhere with it's powerful frame. About fifteen minutes into our journey, we were off the freeway heading down a narrow two-lane road toward the mountains. Travis asked "Have you ever been to Pikes Peak?" In truth, I had rarely ever left the city let alone traversed any mountains. "No, I haven't" I replied honestly to Travis' All American boy smile. "Well then, this is your lucky day. The view is spectacular this time of year." I smiled back at my escort unable to help showing my slight disappointment. I was hoping for a little more physical contact then just looking over the mountain scenery. Travis looked over seeing the dejected look so evident on his new friend's face. "Hey, don't worry dude. We'll get to know each other much better once we hit the gravel road." I looked at his handsome face a little confused about his statement. Travis gave me a wicked smile with a suggestive wink. I knew immediately then what he meant much to my delight. For the next hour, I became lost in the views of trees and meadow grasses comprising the mountain scenery passing by my window. Occasionally, I would steal glances at my masculine friend who was spiriting us off to some unknown land.

With his 6'5" frame comprised of large muscles from his work in heavy construction, Travis was a very good looking, masculine, young man of some twenty years. A sun worn smile showing perfect white teeth made him the poster boy of the adventurous outdoors man. I was also muscular, sporting a broad chest and big gun but of urban construction. I was also much more compact than Travis reaching only 5'4" with my short spiked hair. My smooth hairless skin was kept tanned year round, thanks to UV bulbs, giving me the "appearance" of being outdoorsy. But what I lost on the height, I more than made up between my legs. My pride and joy was easily eleven inches long and a good size in diameter too. I like to think of it as my Pringles can dick, about the same size and once I pop, I can't stop. I think horse cock was the average man's definition for my manhood and because of my stature, it looked if more impressive. My other great asset was a perfect round bubble butt which was hard and firm from my constant days at the gym. With my short frame, I it gave me the appearance of being boyishly cute. I was dying to see what Travis was blessed with, although the rest of his hard muscled body would more then make up for any shortcomings in his underwear.

Finally we hit the gravel road Travis had been talking about during our drive. It was narrow and heavily wooded but still showed as a county road. Good thing too, because they had recently laid graveled making our ride much less rough. Travis slowed his speed down, even beyond what was necessary for the road conditions. He leaned back in the truck seat using his free hand to unbuttoned the fly to his old worn 501s. The man obviously wasn't wearing any underwear as his dick flopped out easily after the last button was popped. He looked over to me saying "I thought you like a change of scenery." I smiled my approval wasting no time, leaning my drooling mouth close to Travis' crotch. Being short did have some advantages especially in these types of situations. I found a comfortable spot on the bench seat to lay my head in Travis' lap. My mouth engulfed the partially exposed cock letting it expand quickly in the moist warmth between my lips. Travis farther helped my efforts by pulling the rest of his hardening member and both his nice sized balls from their jean confines. The rest of Travis' exposed cock continued to grow down my throat, filling me up, as it expanded. Travis' manhood wasn't on the small side either. He was nowhere the size of my Johnson but still a good seven or eight nicely think inches. "How do you like the scenery so far?" Travis asked in a seductive voice. Not wanting to remove his wonderful cock from my mouth, I just moaned softly my affirmation. It was a terrific view.

The road, even though graveled, was rough enough to provide the truck with a constant up and down motion. Without much effort on my part, I simply lay there swirling my tongue as the truck moved Travis' cock in and out of my thankful mouth. Soon Travis' manhood was steel hard and at full mast. He brought his hand, which had been resting on my side, over to the back of my head. He then pushed down with the rhythm of the truck to ensure his entire hard pole went down deep into my talented throat. "Yeah that's it little man. Take that big man cock down your throat. God, you sure know how to use that tongue of yours" Travis groaned. The rest of his comments were pretty much limited to long deep moans of pleasure. After a couple more minutes, Travis yelled loudly "Ah, fuck. I'm cumming man. I'm gonna blow my nut!" He held my head forcefully burying me into his black forest of pubes. He began shooting hot thick streams of cum down my gulping throat filling me with his masculine seed. I was beginning to run out of air by the time Travis' cock was finally drained and his spasms subsided. Travis released his grasp allowing me to pull up enough to breath. I let his manhood slowly soften in my mouth enjoying the feeling provided me by the mountain road, the truck, and my head in Travis' lap. It brought back memories of childhood contentment, like falling asleep in the car during long road trips. Though, I can't remember ever being lucky enough to have a big dick in my mouth during those times. Who knows, maybe I wouldn't have complained so much about the long drives to Aunt Ferns.

Travis eventually brought the truck to a stop, shutting off the engine providing us with total silence. We had arrived at our destination and I reluctantly lifted my head from Travis' lap to look out the window. The view was in a word, spectacular. Travis parked in a turn out on the edge of a high mountain pass. The vast expanse of trees and sky gave you the feeling of floating above the mountain rather than on the edge of it. "Wow" I exclaimed. "Yeah, pretty awesome isn't it?" Travis responded back. "It puts your whole life into a different perspective." He opened the driver side door jumping easily out of the truck to the dirt ground below. I followed his cute body, scooting over the bench seat to land by my mountain man with a little less grace as I stumbled. Travis stretched his arms over his head, bending his back to relieve any remaining tension my previous efforts hadn't during our drive. The summer air was still warm even at this height. I looked down noticing Travis' dick and balls were still hanging out of his jeans. The warm air kept them from shrinking back into their denim home. Travis caught me looking at his family jewels saying "Hey dude! You've had a chance to check out my goods. How about you let me check what your packing?" For some reason the phrase made me blush like a first year school boy.

Travis easily picked me up off the ground carrying me effortlessly to the end of his truck and sitting me down on the open tailgate. The truck was lifted so high that my crotch was almost level with Travis' chest. He pushed me backward forcing me to place my hands behind me to remain upright. He then reached down, undoing the buttons of my cargo pants, pulling down the zipper and revealing my lack of underwear as well. "Guess we both wanted to make it easy for each other, huh" Travis said with a smirk. Travis decided to remove all obstacles pulling my pants over my firm round ass completely down to my ankles. My over sized T-shirt was also in the way, so Travis pulled it up over my head leaving my bare chest for his approval. I looked around the area nervously as I was now almost completely naked out in the open. What if someone came by or could see from another location? Travis saw the concern across my face. He said "Don't worry dude. There ain't no one around for miles and no one could see the truck from this angle anyways." Travis' words seemed to calm my anxiety and he soon began to concentrate on the event at hand.

Travis looked down my almost completely naked frame thinking to himself "This guy is hot!" In fact, I was in great shape, tan all over with visible lines and almost obscenely muscled. As Travis scanned down my body, he saw his prize hanging halfway down my inner thigh. "Holy shit dude! Your hung like a horse" he yelled out. The average man's definition, but again I turned red. "Don't be afraid. Try it. I think you'll like it" I said in a reassuring tone. Travis grabbed my fast growing cock letting his hands glide up and down the long shaft mesmerized by its size. He had been with his share of guys but none had even come close this monster. My uncut cock had grown completely hard with Travis' firm handed stroking slowly its entire length. Like some sexual divining rod, it was pointing its full eleven inches directly at Travis' hot bod. His hand almost didn't reach around the beer can thickness of my massive piece of meat. Not being able to resist temptation, Travis bent down towards my eagerly awaiting cock. He skillfully licked the head pulling my foreskin back to get full access to the sensitive glands. I let out an erotic sigh as the feelings of Travis' tongue touching my straining dick sent shockwaves through my body. Travis continued to lick around my huge head lapping at the freely flowing precum coming from the its tip. After several licks up and down my hard shaft, Travis opened his mouth engulfing the end of my horse cock. It was so wide that Travis could only go down about five inches at a time. He tried and tried to get more of my manhood down his throat, but just couldn't do it. "Hey man" I said sensing his frustration. "It will take you a while to get used to my size. Just enjoy what you can get. Fuck, I sure am." I raised my hand to his head gently running my fingers through his hair. Travis eventually conceded to my thickness and began jacking the length he was not able to get down his waiting throat.

Travis worked on my horse cock for a good 20 minutes. He was surprised that his throat had opened open allowing him to get eight inches of my hard shaft down with little effort. I was lost in the intense feelings produced by Travis' expert sucking. I could feel my balls pulling up as the all too familiar feeling of an impending orgasm quickly grew more intense. Instinctively, I began to buck my hips up to meet Travis' downward motions. This drove an extra inch of hot dick down Travis' already stretched throat. He showed no signs of gagging as my cock never really left Travis' throat during his up and down sucking. The intensity of the blow job was keeping my dick firmly planted in Travis' throat. I knew Travis was going to run out of air real soon and I needed to climax. Just as that thought was processing through my brain, I exploded with an overwhelming flood of sexual emotion. Like an erupting volcano, hot cum flowed from the end of my dick. Jet after jet of thick creamy jism poured out my fire hose and down Travis' sucking mouth. He didn't even have to swallow. My cock was buried its full eleven inches down his massaging throat. After a minute or two, my orgasm subsided enough to allow Travis to pull himself off my huge fuck pole allowing him to breath. I was panting heavily from the exertion but managed to say "That was great man. You are one hell of a cocksucker. Most guys can't get much more than half my dick down." Travis pulled the rest of my thick cock from his lips. "I have always wanted to get my mouth around a monster like yours' he said smacking my dick against his face. "I wanted every inch I could get. A couple more times and I would've been sniffing your pubes." I smiled at his enthusiasm saying "That sounds good to me."

Travis released his grasp on my dick, jumping up onto the truck bed, sitting next to me on the tailgate. "It's really beautiful around here isn't it?" Travis said. "Yes it is. I am really glad you brought me here." I reached over and grasped Travis' hand. To my surprise, Travis jerked his hand away quickly. "Dude, what do you think I am? Gay or something?" He broke out laughing as he moved his hand back to mine holding it tightly. After the shock, I realized the joke and began laughing too. I pulled my pants back up as we both jumped off the back of the truck. Travis said "Let's grab our packs and go for a hike" grabbing his gear from the back of the truck. "I know this great place not far from here." "What about the truck?" I asked. "It will be safe here. There's no one around these parts this time of the week." I shrugged indicating a 'whatever' grabbed the other pack and followed Travis' nice firm butt up a narrow trail.

End Chapter One

Next: Chapter 2


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