It was a cold, gray afternoon and I had been driving most of the day. In another hour or so, I hoped to be at my hotel, cozy and warm under the sheets with a hook up or at least jacking off to some porn. But for now, the first order of business was some gas and a quick piss before heading back out on the road.
Truck drivers had always fascinated me, so I made it a habit to stop at truck stops when I was driving to at least check one out up close and in person. My dream, of course, was to hook up with a trucker in his sleeper cab, but so far that hadn't happened. I had given up checking Grindr and the other apps. Truckers, if they did like a little man-to-man action, apparently played with one another or had some other way of hooking up, I had decided.
Still, my hungry eyes scanned the parking lot full of Peterbilts, Macs and Kennworths as I filled my car with gas. The chilly autumn wind had quite a bite to it. I couldn't wait to get inside, maybe grab a cup of joe and see if I could see any cock at the urinals. Just inside the store, I saw a mountain of a man a down the first aisle checking out the electronic gear. From the back, I noticed how his broad shoulders filled out his Carhart jacket. His huge, shave head and a tattoo on his neck let me know he was one rough customer.
I wanted a closer look, so I casually moved toward him and acted like I was just browsing. The aisle was full of cell phone chargers, video players and CB gear. When I got closer and stood side by side him, I realized just how big this dude was. Easily 6 feet 5, and he had to weigh at least 350. He was a full-on bear, with a thick, black beard and tufts of black hair cresting over the collar of his t-shirt. I wasn't brave enough to make eye contact, but just standing next to him I could pick up his manly scent and I felt my ass and balls sort of stir a bit.
"I'll bet he hasn't had a gay thought in his life," I thought to myself.
Studying his huge, powerful arms, I wouldn't want him to pound me into the ground for suggesting that he ever had. I've seen a lot of big, burly, manly men in my life, but this bear was about as hot as I had ever seen. All I could do was imagine him looking down at me with his cock in my mouth or maybe holding me close after a long, hard fuck session where he had filled my holes with his cum.
My trance was broken by his husky.
"You know anything about iPhones?" he asked. I looked around to make sure he was talking to me.
"Yeah, that's what I have. How can I help?"
"Just got mine. Don't know which one of these chargers to get."
"Oh, that's easy...you want one of these," I gestured, aware that my own baritone voice was still several octaves higher than his.
"Thanks," he said.
I figured that's all there would be in terms of an interaction, but I hoped for more. So I tried to think of something to keep him talking to me.
"You like your iPhone?"
"Yeah, so far. Works pretty good and I like how I can make a hotspot on it anywhere. Comes in real handy out here on the road. I can watch movies and shit in my truck."
"Yeah, I like that, too. What kind of movies do you like."
The bear looked up at me. Our eyes locked. His were so deep brown they were almost black. He drew his face up into a grin and I watched as his eyes sparkled a little.
"Fuck do you think, man?" he almost whispered. He looked around and held out his hand in front of me, making a jacking off motion and then chuckled a little.
"Right, me too." I said awkwardly.
"Thanks man" and just like that he was gone. I looked around and headed to the john. A tall, thin dude was standing at the center urinal, making it easy to slide up next to him and sneak a peek. His meat wasn't much to look at. Uncut, about 3 inches flaccid, I caught a look at his face and quickly decided he wasn't my type.
The bear had me slightly aroused and my own Lucky 7 was about half hard. I waited for the tall dude to leave so I could stroke myself a few times and think about my encounter a little more. Just then the door opened, and I stopped pissing to see if I would get another chance to spy some cock at the urinal next to me.
From the corner of my eye, I realized it was the bear. As he undid his belt and unzipped, it was all I could do to turn my head and look. I used my peripheral vision to determine when it was safe to sneak a peek. He was either a "shower" or he was little aroused because even glancing quickly I could tell he had to be a good five inches and thick. A piss stream about the size of a number two pencil hit forcefully against the percaline of the urinal. The bear closed his eyes and put his head back and looked up at the ceiling, giving me a great view of his pissing cock. He even dropped his pants a little more and I saw two huge balls surrounded by thick, black fur.
My mouth watered, and my dick stiffened. I wished I could reach over and grab that beer can thick cock with my hand and hold it while he pissed. He kept his head back and eyes closed, making it easy for me to get a nice, long look as he scratched his saggy ball sack a few times, then began pinching some of the loose skin between his thick thumb and forefingers. He either didn't give a shit that I was watching or was putting on a show, I couldn't tell which. All I could do was stare and lust.
Just then he groaned, turned his head and looked straight at me, like he knew I was watching the whole time.
"So, uh, you drive a truck too?"
"Uh, no. Business traveler here. Sales. On the road a lot."
He paused, finished pissing, and shook his thick cock several times, but did not zip up. Then he looked right at me again. By this time, I had finished pissing too. I just stood there, with my stiffening cock in my hand, kind of in awe of him.
"See anything you like?" he asked after several seconds of awkward silence between us.
"Uh, yeah...I mean, I don't want to offend...that is...I..."
"Relax, dude. Just looking for someone to get me off in my truck. You interested?"
"Yes."
"I thought so. I can spot a cock hungry dude a mile away."
Just then the door opened, and two other guys came in to use the johns. We washed up silently, then I followed him out of the restroom, the store and into the parking lot. When I caught up to him he stopped and looked around before speaking to me.
"What all you into man?"
"I love to suck and swallow, and sometimes bottom," I said.
"Cool. I'm a top. Mine's that red one over there with black trailer."
My heart was pounding. Was I really going to get to fulfill my long trucker fantasy for real? Was I going to get to enjoy the thick, hairy cock I just saw?
Inside the truck, he let me know his name was Ray and I told him I was "Kevin." He got out a small bag with his fuck paraphernalia. Condoms, lube, a few toys and poppers.
"You into kissing and making out?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah" said. With that he leaned over, surrounded me with his massive arms and pressed his bearded face hard against my lips. His tongue probed my mouth for several seconds. I could feel the warmth of his body rising from under his shirt and I caught a whiff of his manly musk rising up too. I was so turned on my cock throbbed in my pants.
We climbed into the sleeper and he drew a curtain then flipped on a row of blue lights. We tore at our clothes until they were strewn in piles on the dark floor. Ray let me know who was in charge, grabbing me and throwing me down hard on the bed, kissing and grinding me passionately as he laid on top of me. His large, meaty hand grabbed my ass, kneading my cheeks. Now and then his thick finger tips made contact with my already juicy hole, sending waves of ecstasy over me.
I felt at once surrounded and dominated by his masculinity. His hot breath, his forceful tongue, his hard cock stabbing at me like a weapon. He reached down, grabbed my arms and put them over my head, holding me down with one, large hand as he attacked my nipples. His hairy mouth sucked me so hard, then gently bit each one, sending me into an immediate pain-pleasure spiral so intense I gasped outload.
He grabbed my cock in his meaty hand and looked into my eyes. Thought it was dark in the sleeper cab, the blue light illuminated his handsome face perfectly. He grinned almost wickedly as he squeezed me meat from base to tip, then he slid down into cock sucking position.
He plunged me into his hot mouth. I felt the tip of my cock enter his throat. His massive shaved head bobbed up and down causing my cock to throat fuck him like a common whore. I never would have expected this manly, straight-looking bear to be so into cock! But I was so glad he was. I felt like I could cum at any second and had no way to stop him.
He raised up, gasped for air and resumed kissing and grinding on me. He reached behind to find my ass again, licked his fingers and started attacking my hole in earnest. It was if he was saying, "I may have just sucked your cock, but I am about to tear up your ass. Make no mistake who the man is here."
That thought made me even more submissive to him. I shifted my hips to give his probing fingers even better access.
"Ah, someone wants to get fucked tonight!" he growled.
"Fuck yeah, I want you inside me."
He reached for the lube and threw it at me. I applied some deep inside turned over and presented myself face down and ass up for him. I felt the condom-covered tip of his cock enter me slowly. He was thick, and his cock head immediately stretched my outer sphincter causing me a little pain. I grabbed the poppers and took a huge hit. The sleeper cab became a whirl of blue and black. The next thing I knew I was feeling my ass hole being stretched as far as it ever had and the sensation of his large, saggy ball sack slapping my ass cheeks rhythmically.
Ray fucked me gently for several minutes. I hit the poppers a few more times, which he took as his signal to really start pounding. My ass stopped hurting as I opened up more and more to accept his cock. I do not know how long he fucked me like that with me on my knees, but with every thrust I felt myself giving way, surrendering more and more of myself to his dominant manhood.
Eventually he turned me on my back and entered me with my knees pressed against my chest. I looked up into his manly face and caught his eyes in the blue light. He smiled as he drove into me.
"You want this nut?" he growled.
"Oh, yes, give it to me!"
"I wanna shoot it in your mouth, bitch!"
"Oh fuck yes!"
With that, Ray with draw, pulled off the condom and straddled my face, jacking his thick cock wildly. I opened my mouth like a hungry bird in anticipation. Ray threw his head back and growled.
"Aarruughhh!" "Fffuck!"
And with that he pushed back on my forehead and filled my open mouth with shot after shot of hot, creamy sperm. It was salty and thick, I wanted to swallow it but also wanted to get every drop collected before I did. The big stud's orgasm lasted several seconds. He shot six or seven times onto my tongue before he finally stopped and looked down at me.
"Swallow my cum!" He ordered, and I was only too eager to comply. It took two or three swallows to get the thick man cream all the way down. I looked passionately into his eyes as I jacked my cock.
Ray slid down and put my cock head in his mouth and I almost instantly exploded. He collected the cum in his mouth and then shared it with me in a big cummy kiss.
We laid together motionless for awhile. Then Ray pushed me down to his cock. "Suck me some more so we can fuck again."
That night, we fucked three more times before cuddling up for the night in the sleeper cab. Sure, I wasted a hotel room a mile away, but who cares. Snuggled up next to a hairy trucker bear was all I ever wanted.