Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2010 11:21:17 -0800 (PST)
From: RM Dexter <rmdexter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Born to Suck  Ch.15

Born to Suck   Ch.15     by rmdexter

"BZZZZZT!..........BZZZZZZT!" I awoke to the sound of the alarm going off
in Sven's room. I had slept like a log and never woke up once throughout
the night. In fact, I felt like I was lying in the same position I was in
when I first lay down last night. I'm not surprised I hadn't move during
the night; Sven had fucked my boy-pussy and mouth repeatedly until I was
totally exhausted.

I slowly rolled over and felt my whole body aching.....but it was a good
ache; like after you've exercised really hard. Not wanting to keep Sven
waiting for his morning blow-job, I quickly climbed out of bed and made my
way to his room. My whole groin area felt stiff and bruised, and my legs
were shaky as I stepped into his room. In the dim light drifting into his
room, I could see him lying on his back, the thin sheet covering his body
to his waist. The sheet was tented up noticeably over his groin, his
morning hard-on bobbing with each powerful beat of his heart.

"Come and get your breakfast, Kid," he said softly as he pushed the sheet
down off his body. His throbbing erection seemed to draw me in
magnetically, my knees hitting the bed as I crawled forward until my face
was inches away from the engorged red knob. In the dim morning light, I
could see the tip was already oozing pre-cum, a small glistening strand
connecting the seeping red-eye with a shimmering wet spot on his abdomen. I
reached forward, wrapped my little hand as far around the hot thick shaft
as it would go, and pulled his rigid member away from his body. I watched
enthralled as the shiny web of pre-cum stretched and grew thinner, until it
finally snapped in the middle, some dropping onto his stomach, and some
onto the crimson helmet of his pulsing dick. My eyes were locked onto the
shimmering wet spot on his stomach and I leaned forward, hungry for a taste
of his shimmering fluid.

"Mmmmmm," I purred in satisfaction as I licked up the silky juice. Once I'd
cleaned off his stomach, I started at the base of his thick shaft and
slowly licked my way up. When I got near the top, my tongue searched out
the warm ribbon of juice that had adhered itself to the spongy membranes of
his glans. I rolled my tongue slowly over his sensitive hot flesh as I let
the masculine flavor of his pre-seminal liquid settle on my
taste-buds. Wanting more, I drew the tip further towards my mouth, slipped
my lips completely over the engorged flared crown, and started sucking
enthusiastically.

"Oh yeah, that's it, suck that dick," Sven said as I started to
rhythmically bob my head up and down on his turgid boner. "What a perfect
way to start the day. Just keep sucking, Kid; it won't be much longer
before you get a nice creamy reward." I was stroking his thick shaft with
both hands as I pumped the loose outer sheath towards my mouth. After just
a few minutes, I felt his cock get that extra bit of rigidity just before
orgasm. I flicked my eyes down and saw his balls drawing up in the
protective sack.

"OH YEAHHHHHHHH....." he said in a low drawn-out moan, "OH FUCK.....HERE
YOU GO." His cock twitched and then I a felt a big gush as his cum erupted
forcefully against the roof of my mouth.

"Mmmmmm," I mewed in satisfaction as the silky warm cream flooded my
mouth. Wanting every drop, I drew the viscous seed deep into the back of my
mouth and swallowed hungrily. It felt exquisite as his warm fresh cum
slithered smoothly down my throat into my welcoming stomach; basting my
still raw throat with a warm soothing coating.

"KEEP GOING COCKSUCKER......GET EVERY LAST DROP," Sven said as he continued
to unload into my sucking mouth. I swallowed a second, and then a third
time as his spewing load filled my mouth. My jacking hands pumped back and
forth along his pulsing cock as I pumped out the last few shots right onto
my tongue. Finally, sensing I'd gotten as much of his precious seed out of
him as I could, I slowed my milking hands and just sucked softly at the
oozing tip.

"Did ya like that, Kid?" Sven said as he lay there contentedly with his
arms crossed behind his head, a soft smile of satisfaction on his face.

"Yes, a lot," I said as I slipped my lips off the tip and rubbed his warm
slick cock-head all around my face. "Do...do you have a second load for me
like you did yesterday?" I asked hopefully.

"I'll have another one for you soon enough," he said as he swung his legs
off the side of the bed and got up. "We've got a lot to do before you get
your next mouthful. You get the showers going while I take a crap." I let
him get a head start to have some privacy and then followed him into the
washroom area. I turned on both shower heads and by the time they were
warmed up, Sven came out of the toilet room and started washing up. I had
to use the crapper too and then I joined him under the hot stinging
spray. He passed me the big bar of soap and allowed me the delicious
pleasure of washing his big masculine body. He had that soft satisfied
smile on his face the whole time as I slavishly washed his rugged tanned
body with my soapy little hands. I spent a long time on his round firm bum
and heavy cock as my attending hands worshipped his powerful gorgeous
body. After thoroughly cleaning his long flaccid member, I started to
stroke my slippery
 lathered hands back and forth in anticipation of getting another load.

"Just hold off there, Kid," Sven said as his cock started to thicken under
my stroking hands. He turned and pulled his cock out of my stroking grasp,
"like I said, you'll get another load soon enough. Finish getting cleaned
up, and then pack some stuff to take overnight. Don't forget your enema
kit."

"Yes sir," I said with a nod as I turned into the spray from the other
nozzle and started soaping myself. I hurried so Sven wouldn't have to wait
for me to dry him. I turned my shower off right after he did and he stood
in position as I compliantly retrieved his towel and dried him before
attending to myself. He walked away once I was done and I shivered as I
dried the cooling the drops off my body.

I threw a few of my new clothes into my little suitcase while Sven was in
his own room getting his stuff together. I gathered up the enema kit from
the bathroom and stored it away amongst my stuff.

"Don't forget this," Sven said as he came to the door of his room and
tossed me the big jar of Vaseline. "I think we'll be going through a lot of
that in the next couple of days."

"Yes sir!" I said with glee as I looked at the big smile on his face.

"C'mon Kid, let's go," he said as he came out of his room carrying a duffel
bag over his shoulder. I grabbed my battered old suitcase, jammed my
favorite cap he'd given me onto my head and ran after him. We went to his
truck that was parked outside and threw our bags behind the bench seat in
the cab. Skipping to keep up with his long strides, I followed him over to
the main house. I noticed he wasn't wearing his jeans today; he was wearing
a pair of navy blue warm-up type pants with snaps down the sides; like
athletes wear.

"Morning all," Sven said as we entered the house. The boys appeared to be
just finishing up their breakfast as we arrived while Uncle Ben was sitting
back sipping a cup of coffee reading a newspaper. Aunt Claire must have
been in the kitchen.

"And it does feel like a great day, doesn't it?" Uncle Ben said as he
tossed the paper aside and looked at us with a big smile on his face. I
almost stopped in my tracks, taken aback by his seemingly cheery attitude;
which was so unlike him. Even his own two sons looked at him with surprise
on their faces.

"It does Ben, it does," Sven replied as he sat at the table.

"Yeah, I have the feeling we're gonna get a good price for old Rogue at
that auction," Uncle Ben said as he reached forward with a fork, speared a
strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. I had never seen him so animated
before; I kept looking at him, expecting the other shoe to drop, so to
speak.

"Morning Sven.....Joey," Aunt Claire greeted us as the door to the kitchen
swung open and she breezed into the room carrying a couple of plates of
food for us. She had a big smile on her face and my eyes were immediately
drawn to another tight top she was wearing today. It was a pale yellow
tank-top type that showed an ample amount of cleavage. As she leaned over
to set down our plates of bacon and eggs, I saw her boys looking across the
table at the upper swells of her breasts, almost threatening to spill over
the front edge of her tight yellow top. I looked down and saw she was
wearing a little white skirt, almost like a women's golf skirt; that ended
at mid-thigh to nicely show off her firm tanned legs.

"Thanks Claire, this looks great," Sven said as he hungrily dug into his
food.

"Well, we gotta go," Brett said as he pushed his plate forward and got up
from the table. He turned towards Sven and me, "Dad wants us to get an
early start. That fence is gonna take a few days." I watched as Tyler got
up too, both of them trying not to be obvious but I saw them both stealing
surreptitious glances at their mother's big tits.

"Yeah," Uncle Ben said, "do a good job you two. I don't want to have to
come out there on this bad ankle and re-do everything." Although he was
kind of giving them the gears, he still had a smile on his face. "Now have
a good day out there. Make sure you take that grub your mom packed up for
you."

"Ya...ya...we already got it," Brett said as they picked up a cooler they'd
already set by the front door and walked out. As we heard the truck start
up, Aunt Claire picked up her coffee and took a sip as she leaned against
the side of the table with one hip jutting suggestively in our
direction. From the corner of my eye, I saw Sven take in the view of her
shapely legs as much as I was.

"What are you wearing, Sven?" she asked as she looked down at his nylon
pants. "I've never seen you wear something like that unless you were gonna
be working out."

"Well, it'll be a long ride over to Springfield and I just want to be
comfortable for the drive. Which reminds me; I've got a new shirt with some
of those annoying tags in the back of the collar. Can I borrow that
seam-ripper thing from your sewing kit?"

"Sure, it's in the drawer over there," she said, nodding to a bureau
against the wall in the living room.

"I'll grab it now before I forget," Sven said as he folded up a piece of
toast and crammed it into his mouth. As he got up and ambled over to the
big piece of furniture, Aunt Claire sat back down in her chair and turned
partially to face me, her back angled towards Uncle Ben.

"Joey, I'm surprised," she said in that warm lilting voice of hers, "I
thought you might have come back last night for a little snack. I was
already to give you a nice hot treat." I looked up at her and saw the
devilish look in her eyes; we both knew exactly what kind of `hot treat'
she had in mind. And just in case there was any doubt, as she leaned
forward over the table blocking Uncle Ben's view, she let her legs drift
apart. As they continued to roll open, my eyes flicked down to the creamy
expanse of her smooth inner thighs. I could see all the way up beneath the
hem of her little white skirt to a shiny pair of white satin panties. I
could even see a dark stain where the front panel was noticeably wet.

"I....uh....I....uh," I stammered, feeling my face turning red, "I went to
bed kind of early. I was pretty tired."

"Oh, did you have a long hard day?" she asked as her eyes flicked over to
Sven, seeming to know that I had spent the night servicing his magnificent
cock.

"Uh....yeah, I did." Yesterday, yes, it was definitely `long', and `hard',
I thought to myself.

"Got it," Sven said as he came back to the table holding up a little
plastic tool. As he slipped it into his shirt pocket and sat back in his
chair, Aunt Claire quickly closed her spread legs.

Uncle Ben started talking to Sven about the horse auction and I was happy
for the interruption of Aunt Claire's questioning. It allowed me to finish
my breakfast without worrying about the provocative conversation that she
had started. As the two men talked, I saw her glance at me a few times with
a sly look in here eyes. It seemed like she was up to something, but I
couldn't figure out what. Uncle Ben was chuckling and smiling like I'd
never seen before. I wondered what the heck had gotten into him. Sven and I
finished our food and as he took a last slug of coffee, I downed the rest
of my orange juice.

"Well Sven," Uncle Ben said as he grabbed the pair of crutches leaning
against the wall next to him and got to his feet, "let's get old Rogue in
the trailer and I'll say my goodbyes. I'm gonna miss that big guy."

"Joey, could you help me clean up a bit?" Aunt Claire said as she picked up
a couple of plates from the table. I quickly shot an anxious glance at Sven
and he gave me a quick nod, indicating I was to do as she asked.

"Sure," I said as I grabbed some of the dirty dishes from the table. I
followed her into the kitchen and the swinging door closed behind us. She
set the dishes she had in the sink and did likewise with mine.

"C'mon," she said as she grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully into
laundry room off the kitchen, "they'll be a few minutes with that
horse. We've got some time." She pushed me into the room and I turned
towards her as she closed the door and faced me. Her face was a mask of
lust, a look of wanton desire smoldering in her eyes.

"Lay down on the floor," she said as she lifted the hem of her
skirt. Knowing Sven wanted me to do whatever she asked; I quickly lay down
on my back and looked up at her. She reached beneath her skirt and I saw
her shimmy her hips from side to side as she slipped off her panties. She
stepped forward until her long shapely legs were on either side of my
body. I looked up between those smooth alabaster columns to see her pink
labia glistening with her juices.

"I've got something special for you, Joey," she said in a teasing voice as
she lowered herself to her knees until her warm pussy was poised right over
my mouth. She lifted up her skirt with one hand, then took the other and
used her fingers to ease open her plump wet labia. My eyes zeroed in on her
hot gooey hole and as I saw her stomach kind of flex, a gob of thick
whitish fluid started to ooze forth.

"Wha.....where...?" I babbled incoherently as I looked at the wad of
man-cum seeping from her bubbling cunt.

"I was really excited hoping you'd come back last night and use that pretty
little mouth of yours on me again. I ended up rubbing myself off twice last
night thinking about it. I woke up this morning still horny, and knowing
how much you like the taste of a man's cum, I thought I'd give you a little
treat as a surprise." She looked down at me with a pleased smile on her
face. "So I climbed on Uncle Ben and rode him until I got off and he came
inside me. I want to cum again on your mouth though, so get to work, we
don't have much time." Oh, so that would explain why Uncle Ben was so
cheery this morning. I guess nothing makes a man happier than a set of
well-drained balls; or a mouthful of hot cum in my case.

Aunt Claire removed her fingers from her spread pussy-lips, then released
her skirt until it fell down to completely cover my face. Through the thin
white material, I could still clearly see those glistening lips of her
steaming cunt as she leaned forward to support herself on her arms and
lowered that hot little box right over my face until I could actually feel
the intense heat emanating from it.

"Now get that beautiful tongue of yours way up inside me and clean out all
that cum you love so much," she said as lowered herself right onto my
waiting mouth and rolled her hips in slow grinding motion against my
face. Not wanting to disappoint her or Sven, I licked out with my tongue
and lapped up the waiting gob of Uncle Ben's semen. It was nice and warm
and the texture tasted thicker, as if he hadn't gotten off in a long time
and his seminal fluid was chock-full of sperm. As I drew the initial wad
further into my mouth, I let the flavor wash over my taste-buds. Besides
being a little thicker, almost `chunky', Uncle Ben's cum had its own
distinct flavor, again, not better, not worse than Mr. Jarvis' or Sven's,
or even Kurt's; just different. I found I really liked it. As I savored the
delicious taste for a moment longer before letting the thick wad slide down
my throat, I wondered what was happening to me, if something was wrong
 with me for enjoying the taste of my own uncle's cum.......but I knew,
right now, I wanted more!

"Mmmmhhhh," I gave off a little squeal of pleasure as I enthusiastically
lanced my tongue between her hot pink lips, my tongue eagerly searching for
more of my uncle's warm precious seed.

"Oh yeah, that's it. I figured you'd like that," Aunt Claire said as she
pressed her bubbling cunt down harder against my face. "He shot it nice and
deep inside me, so make sure you get your tongue way up in there to get it
all." I plunged my tongue deep into her hot wet slit, my tongue pressing
against the moist sides as I ardently searched for his succulent cum. As
she had said, way inside her I felt a nice big thick wad with the tip of my
tongue. I kind of slipped my tongue around it and insistently drew it back
into my mouth. Yes! The sizable gob felt hot, slick and luxurious on my
tongue. I rolled it around for a few seconds before swallowing and then
probing for more.

"Oh Jesus, that's good," she said with a low guttural growl and another
roll of her wide womanly hips as my tongue slithered deep inside her once
more. Her body was rocking back and forth as my lips and tongue pleasured
her hot wet flesh. Time and again, my tongue penetrated as far up into her
as I could get it, each time drawing out wads and sticky ribbons of my
uncle's thick silvery seed. Her own womanly nectar was flowing freely into
my mouth now too, and I found that I didn't mind it as much as I had last
time. Knowing that both she and Sven would be happy with my efforts, I
swirled my tongue deep inside her, the probing tip rubbing torturously all
around the soft folds of flesh inside her.

"OH FUCK......THAT'S IT....NICE AND DEEP......JUST LIKE THAT," she groaned
as she tried to keep her excited voice quiet but her pleasure was
escalating now at an accelerated rate. I could feel the exquisite sensual
heat from her molten snatch against my face and knew from her moaning and
squirming that she was close. I slipped my tongue from deep inside her and
wrapped my lips around the stiff little cock-like nodule of her clit. I
wrapped my lips around that erect little spire, then sucked on it at the
same time as I rolled my tongue all over the hot sensitive surface of it.

"OH FUCK........OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she groaned loudly and her body
started to really shake as her climax hit her like a ton of bricks. I
slurped loudly at her throbbing clit as she ground her wide hips hard
against my face and thrashed about like a wildcat.

"UUUUUUNNNGGGGHHHH," she groaned loudly through gritted teeth as her
powerful orgasm had every nerve-ending in her body tingling with
pleasure. I felt a wash of warm liquid over my chin as her female nectar
was absolutely gushing from her over-heated cunt. I kept up with my oral
assault on her stiff hot clit for a long time as she moaned and groaned
deeply until a final big shudder went through her mature body and I felt
her let out a long deep breath of air.

"Aaaaaaaahhhh....yessssssssss," she hissed softly as the final tingling
tremors of her quivering release washed through her body. Sensing she was
done, I quickly slipped my tongue down to her oozing slit and sucked and
licked at her hot gooey hole. I ardently swirled my tongue all around her
hot wet flesh as I drew as much of her warm cunt-honey into my mouth as I
could.

"Mmmmmmm, that's it," she purred as she rolled her wide womanly hips all
around my face, "lick it all up." It was warm underneath her short skirt,
but I didn't mind, it felt hot and wickedly sinful knowing I had just eaten
a big load of my uncle's cum from my aunt's steaming pussy, and now I was
licking up her own silky discharge. She let me softly suck and lick at her
hot pink flesh for another minute before she sat back and stopped me.

"Okay, Joey, we better get out of here before they come looking for us."
She got up and as she smoothed down her skirt, I saw her long stiff nipples
thrusting against the tight yellow material of her top. Yes, she had
definitely been aroused by our little encounter.

She looked at me and a big smile came over her face. "C'mere, she said as
she grabbed a little towel near the laundry tub, "you've got me all over
your face." I instinctively ran my tongue down over my chin and licked up
as much as I could. She kept smiling as she took the towel and wiped the
rest of her warm silky juices off my face. She picked up the panties she'd
put on top of the washing machine and was about to step into them, then she
paused, looked at me and gave a little moan, then quickly opened the door
and peeked into the kitchen. She quickly closed the door and turned with
her back against it.

"Quick Joey, get down on your knees and give me one more kiss," she said
hurriedly as she held her panties in one hand and lifted her skirt with the
other. I stepped forward and quickly dropped to my knees. As I did, she
shifted her sandal-covered feet to each side to spread herself open more to
me. I saw the pebbly dark pink bud of her sensitive clit peeking out at me
from the soft folds of flesh and leaned forward to press my wet lips
against it in a tender kiss. Once I kissed the very tip, I let my lips slip
over it and started to bob my head back and forth on it, just as I would
with a hard cock.

"Mmmmmm, that's so nice," she purred as she looked down at me with a warm
smile of satisfaction on her face. She let me do that for about a minute
before she finally pushed me away. "Jesus, I could stay there all day and
let you do that." Her voice was low and husky, the deep arousal inside her
apparent in her wanton tone. She stepped into her panties and pulled them
up to snugly cup her warm womanhood as I rose to my feet.

"Next time, I hope we won't have to be in so much of a rush," she said as
she reached forward and tenderly stroked my face.

"Me too," I said, meaning it this time. "Thank you, Aunt Claire. Thanks for
letting me taste Uncle Ben's cum like that. I really liked it; and yours
too." I felt myself turning red at my admission but she just stroked my
cheek again and leaned forward to kiss my forehead.

"That's good, Joey, I'm so glad you liked it. Hopefully we'll have many
more opportunities to keep you well fed." She leaned back and opened the
door. "Now, we better get out there before they wonder what happened to
us." We walked out with her arm around my shoulder, and for the first time
since I'd arrived, I felt like someone besides Sven cared about me.

The men closed up the back of the horse trailer just as we walked up to the
barn; Rogue already comfortably inside. Standing there with the help of his
crutches, Uncle Ben gave Rogue's backside one more pat.

"Take care of yourself, Old Boy," he said softly. You could almost hear his
voice crack as he said his final goodbyes to his prize horse. "Take care of
him, Sven." Sven nodded and clapped the older man on the shoulder before
sliding the locking bolt in place on the back of the trailer.

"See you in a couple of days," Sven said as he walked towards the front of
the truck.

"Bye," I said as Aunt Claire took Uncle Ben's arm.

"Bye, Joey. Have fun. We'll spend some time together when you get back,"
she said as she gave me a little wink. I smiled and nodded as I turned and
jumped into the passenger seat. Sven started the truck and we waved goodbye
as we headed out onto the road.

"Sven, you'll never guess what happened!" I said excitedly as soon as Aunt
Claire and Uncle Ben were out of sight.

"Would it have anything to do with the smell of Claire's pussy juice that
you've got all over you?" he said as he looked at me with a knowing grin on
his face.

"Wh......what?" I asked in shock. "You....you can smell it?"

"Oh yeah; that's one of the nicest scents known to man. And besides there's
even some in your hair," he said pointing near one of my ears. I reached up
and felt a sticky dampness under my fingers as I pressed them against the
side of my head. I brought my wet fingers in front of my face and smelled
them. Yes, it was definitely Aunt Claire's pussy-juice. Sven watched as I
slipped my fingers into my mouth and licked them clean.

"So the old girl made you eat her out again?"

"Yeah, but not only that; she'd fucked Uncle Ben just before we go there
for breakfast."

"She did?" Sven asked, shaking his head with a wry grin on his face.

"Yeah, she said she did it for me. His cum was still nice and warm inside
her. She sat on my face in that laundry room off the kitchen and had me eat
her until I sucked it all out."

"How did you like that?" he asked curiously.

"At first I....I didn't know what to do. And then, once I tasted his cum, I
really liked it and wanted more. I think I got every drop. She seemed
pretty happy."

"I hope you ate her until she was able to cum too?" he asked sternly.

"Oh yes, she did. She was pretty excited. She really came a lot. I licked
most of it up but I guess I didn't get it all," I said as I pointed to the
damp spot in my hair.

"Yeah, the old girl really cums a lot when she gets off. You seem like you
liked it better this time?"

"I did.....I did like it better. I....I'm glad I can make Aunt Claire feel
good too. She's been very nice to me since I've been here."

"That's good, Kid. I'm glad you feel that way. It'll do you good to have
your aunt on your side."

We drove in silence for a little while and then I needed to ask Sven about
some thoughts I'd been having since my session with Aunt Claire.

"Sven, I've been thinking about something....and....and I don't know what
to think."

"What?" he asked as he looked at me; totally confused at what I was trying
to say.

"I didn't say that very good. I mean, I was thinking, after being with
Kurt, and now after tasting Uncle Ben's cum, I'm....I'm a little confused."

"How's that, Kid?"

"I....I really felt good after swallowing their cum too. Do you....do you
think they both have the same kind of nutrients and stuff in their cum that
you and Mr. Jarvis have?"

"Aaah, I see," Sven replied with a knowing smile on his face. "I'm pretty
sure they don't. But you still really liked it. Well, that is
interesting. What do you think about that?" he said, emphasizing the word
`you'.

"I....I don't know," I admitted. "I guess that's why I asked. I hoped you
might know and be able to help me."

"Well, with both Kurt, and now Uncle Ben, you found that you liked having
the taste of another man's cum in your mouth, right?"

"Yes," I said as I nodded in agreement.

"And not only did you like the taste, but it made you feel better
afterwards, too, right?"

"Yes."

Sven looked at me intently until I held his gaze and then he spoke slowly,
"Joey, did you ever think that maybe its just getting a man's cum inside
you that makes you feel good, no matter who it's from?"

His words hit me like a ton of bricks and I sat back in my seat and looked
out the window with a million thoughts going through my head. The more I
thought about it, the more that what Sven had just said made sense. I had
originally thought that it was something in Mr. Jarvis' and Sven's cum that
had made me feel better and happy; now I realized it was actually the act
of being able to service these men and having them feed me their cum that
was filling some inherent need inside me. I loved the taste of these men
and their cum, the feeling of having my mouth filled with their warm cream,
of being able to worship them slavishly as they used me for their
pleasure. I realized I had that same contented feeling inside me when Kurt
had his cock buried in my mouth, or even when I was sucking Uncle Ben's cum
out of Aunt Claire's pussy. Yes, it all made sense.

I turned in my seat until I was looking back at Sven. "I....think you might
be right. Do...do you think Mr. Jarvis was lying to me about what his cum
could do for me?"

"I wouldn't call it lying," Sven said in that warm comforting tone of
his. "I think Mr. Jarvis saw something in you. He saw what you really
needed to be happy; to be able to service men like him and myself; to do as
we tell you to do. He may have devised a clever little ruse to get you
started, but once that happened, I think you were only too happy to
continue." He paused as he looked over at me, that knowing look on his
face, that look that said that he too, could see right into my soul. "Am I
right?"

"I....I think you are right," I confessed with a nod of agreement.

"And since you've come here and been with me, haven't you been happy?"

"I....I've never been happier in my entire life."

"And whether it's Mr. Jarvis, or me, or even Kurt, it's having a man tell
you what he wants you to do for him that really makes you happy. Being able
to bring a man pleasure if your gift, Kid. You have a talent, you are a
perfect cocksucker; it was like you were born to suck. You should cherish
that gift, use it as much as you can. Having a man instruct you, tell you
what to do, when to suck his cock, or when he wants your tight little
pussy, that is what you were put on earth for." He paused again as I
thought about what he was saying. "And whether it was Mr. Jarvis, or me
now; for you to feel totally happy, you need a man to tell you what you
need to do. And the fact that you love cock and cum so much is just an
added bonus."

"I...I...." I was babbling as what he had just said totally registered in
my brain. "You're right Sven. I....I mean thank you. Thank you for saying
what you did. It all makes sense to me now." All of a sudden I could see
things so much clearer; for some reason, it felt like a huge weight of
secrecy or something was lifted off my shoulders.

"No problem, Kid," he said as he swung the truck onto the on-ramp and we
entered the interstate. There were two lanes each way divided by a wide
median. Traffic was pretty light, but then again, it was a Tuesday
morning. Once Sven settled in at the appropriate speed, he turned and
looked at me with a sly grin on his face.

"So Kid, you mentioned before you were pretty happy with things these
days?" He kind of left his statement hanging there in the air.

"Yes?" I said questioningly.

"Feel like being a little happier right now?"

"Wha.....," I was about to ask what he meant when he reached down to his
hip and tore back the top of his pants. "POP...POP....POP.....POP!" The
snaps on his warm-up pants came apart loudly and he peeled down the
covering to totally expose his naked groin. I looked down in awe as his
long cock lay heavy and thick against his thigh.

"Yeah, this is why I wore these pants; wanted to give you some easy access
on the trip. Slide over here a little closer." With my eyes glued to his
beautiful cock, I slid over on the seat `til I was right next to him. As he
started to undo the buttons of his shirt, I looked down at his chest and
stomach as more of his rugged masculine body came into view. I
unconsciously licked my lips as I watched him.

"Guess you like what you see, eh Kid?" he asked as he undid the last button
of his shirt and let it hang open. He kept his left hand on the steering
wheel and brought his right arm up to rest along the seat-back behind us;
allowing me to get in close next to him.

"Gosh yes." As if in a trance, my eyes drank in the defined muscles of his
ripped upper body. I looked down past the taut muscles of his stomach and
saw a pulsation go through his cock as it started to thicken. "Can I....can
I suck it?" I asked hesitantly as I started to reach for his lengthening
member.

"Un-uh," he said in a warning tone that stopped me in my tracks. I looked
at him questioningly, my face a mask of disappointment. "Not just yet. Just
watch for a minute; but rub your hand over my chest and stomach." Sitting
right next to his big rugged body, I reached forward and slid my hand into
the opening of his shirt and started rubbing it in slow circles over his
defined muscular pecs. As my delicate hand moved all over his powerful
chest, I looked down at his cock and watched as it continued to fill with
his churning blood. It started to lift up away from his leg and I watched
mesmerized as it slowly extended and rose from his groin like a rearing
cobra. The huge knob got darker and angrier looking as it continued to
swell.

"It's beautiful," I whispered under my breath as I couldn't take my eyes
off it. I slid my hand over one of his pebbly nipples and felt it stiffen
under my fingertips.

"Mmmmmm, that's nice, Kid," Sven said softly as he kept his eyes on the
road ahead. I slid my hand from his pronounced muscular pec down over the
firm ridges of his stomach. As my hand trailed over his smooth tanned skin,
I saw a lurch go through his cock as it climbed higher and higher. I
watched, totally entranced, as his cock enticingly arced up further and
further until it finally came to rest, 11" of hard cock throbbing
invitingly before me with each beat of his heart. It was so heavy and full
of blood that it sat at an angle of about 45 degrees from his abdomen. The
gnarled shaft was as thick as a little kid's arm, and the engorged head
looked like a big red plum, the inverted `V' on the underside of the crown
pointing in invitation to the gaping red eye. As my eyes looked at his huge
pulsing cock, with a beautiful tracery of blue veins winding their way up
the exquisite shaft like a road map of China, I felt myself break out into
a
 sweat; and it wasn't just because of the heat. My heart was racing with
excitement, my eyes feasting on the gorgeous display of his magnificent
hard erection.

"Now take both your hands and rub them all around the base," he
instructed. I sat a little forward in the seat and reached down and slid
both hands over the smooth skin of his shaved groin. I could feel the
warmth of his body under my fingertips as I ran my soft hands all over the
taut skin around the base of that monstrous cock. I got closer and closer
until my fingertips brushed up against the rising trunk.

"Now put both hands on it and stroke it," he said in that warm soothing
voice of his. I slipped both hands around the throbbing shaft, one above
the other. Neither hand was able to close because of his tremendous girth.

"Aaaaaahhh," I moaned softly as I wrapped my hands as far around that rigid
pillar of flesh as I could and started stroking. As the loose outer sheath
slid up and down, I was amazed once more as I thought about how his cock
could feel so velvety smooth and yet be absolutely rock-hard at the same
time. I heard the whiz of a sports car going by us at a high rate of speed
and looked up to see it tear off down the road. We were doing the speed
limit; this guy was just booting it like crazy.

"Never mind that, just keep jacking that cock," Sven said, drawing my
attention back to him. I looked back at his huge cock, the broad flared
knob extending up above my two pumping hands. The spongy membranes of the
crown looked even redder and angrier than they had earlier. The flaring cap
was totally engorged with blood, the heat under my hands tremendous. As I
continued to pump up and down, pre-cum started to ooze from the tip of his
surging cock. My milking hands forced the silky fluid to the surface, where
it started to run down the velvety skin of his cock in a smooth silky
trail.

"Oohhnnn," I gave another little squeal of anguish as I looked at the warm
creamy fluid going to waste. How I wished it was flowing into my mouth
instead.

"You want some of that, cocksucker?" Sven asked in a teasing tone.

"Oh please," I said with a pleading look on my face. "Can I....can I suck
it now?"

"You can suck just the head. Your hands feel so good, I want you to jerk me
off right into your mouth."

"Okay," I said as I nodded eagerly, my face flushed and hot with
excitement. I pulled my knees up and tucked them under me as I leaned over
his midsection, my stroking hands never leaving his thrusting erection. I
looked down at that beautiful crimson helmet capping his cock and licked my
lips in anticipation. As I lowered my face, my lips parted until I pressed
them against the hot spongy membranes. It felt incredibly warm and
delicious as I slid my soft lips all around the surface of his enflamed
flesh.

"Mmmmmmm," I let out a deep purr of satisfaction as I dropped my head and
let my stretching lips follow the sloping contours of his glans. They
spread out over the huge knob until I felt that beautiful sensation as they
slipped over the thick rope-like ridge of his corona and clamped down on
the shaft below.

"Yeah, that's it, right there," Sven said as he continued to drive smoothly
down the highway. "Keep that cock-head right where it is, then pump that
load out right into your mouth." There was nothing I'd rather do, so I
rolled my tongue in slow bathing waves all over that beautiful hot
cock-head. The huge mushroom cap was almost totally filling my mouth as my
warm saliva coated the hot surface in a loving bath. I lapped up the oozing
pre-cum and drew it deep into my mouth before letting it slide down my
throat. I loved the silky texture and ardently sucked and licked for
more. He continued to feed me a steady supply as my milking hands pumped
more and more right into my mouth.

"Oh yeah, that's real fucking good," Sven said with a groan and I looked
down past the length of his enormous shaft to see his big sperm-laden balls
drawing up in his sack. I knew he was close. I felt his hot hard flesh
pulsate beneath my fingers as his boiling semen rushed up the shaft of his
cock.

"OH FUCK.......HERE IT COMES," he said just as the first thick rope of cum
shot forth against the roof of my mouth. The power of it almost lifted my
head off his cock as it blasted forth to paste itself against the lining of
my mouth. The first shot was followed by a second powerful shot that
gathered with the first into an increasing pool deep in my mouth. I kept
sucking and my hands pumped insistently as he continued to unload into my
vacuuming mouth. A few more blasts had my stuffed mouth overflowing with
seed and I felt trickles of his warm semen oozing from the corners of my
mouth. I swallowed, the thick masculine fluid sliding deliciously down my
throat.

"Mmmmmmmmm," I gave off a mew of pleasure as I relished in the succulent
flavor of his manly cream filling my mouth. My hands kept pumping up and
down as wad after thick creamy wad of his potent seed spewed deep between
my sucking lips. I loved these massive loads he was capable of and I kept
sucking and licking as more and more flooded into my mouth. I finally felt
a last twitching shudder go through him as the final shots spat out onto my
tongue. I instinctively slowed the movement of my jacking hands as I sucked
out the last few drops. As I did, with my lips still wrapped snugly around
his cock and ribbons of cum running down my chin, I lifted my eyes and
found myself looking directly at the smiling face of a trucker driving an
18-wheeler in the lane next to us.

The trucker had on a ball-cap and sunglasses. I could see in a glance that
he looked to be around 50, with a beard and a rugged look to him. As he
looked over at me looking back at him, his smile broadened before he pushed
on his accelerator and sped away.

"Oh fuck, that was good," Sven said, his balls sufficiently drained; at
least for now. I slipped my lips off his slowly deflating cock and used my
fingers to push his escaped cum into my mouth. I ran my fingers all around
my chin to make sure I got every drop.

"Sven," I said as I looked at him with concern on my face, "I think the guy
driving that truck that just went by saw me sucking your cock."

"Oh yeah?" Sven replied with a big grin on his face.

"Yeah, just after you came, I looked up and saw him looking at me. I'm
pretty sure he saw your cum running down my chin."

"What did he do?"

"He kind of smiled at me and then drove on ahead."

"Hahaa.....well, I guess you gave him a little something to remember this
run by," he said as he sat up a little straighter, pulled the top flap of
pants over himself, and started to pay more attention to the road and where
we were. "Don't worry about it, Kid. Those truckers have seen just about
everything."

I was a little upset by what had happened, being seen by the trucker and
all; but Sven seemed to easily dismiss the idea, so I tried to do the
same. I sat back in the passenger seat and watched the scenery go by as we
trundled down the road. After about another ten minutes, Sven signaled and
then started to pull off onto a side road.

"Are we there already?" I asked as I looked around.

"No, we've got quite a ways to go yet. No, there's little rest area just
down this road. My asshole's feeling a little sweaty and itchy and I want
you to take care of it for me."

"Oh....okay." Sven maneuvered the truck with the horse trailer carefully
down the narrow road until we came to a little wooded area with a few
picnic tables. There was no on else about. He pulled under the shade of a
big overhanging tree and shut off the truck. He pulled at his warm-up pants
until he totally separated both top and bottom and pulled them away from
his body.

"Get down there on your knees, Kid," he said, nodding towards the floor in
front of the passenger seat. I did as he asked and waited for my
instructions. He turned towards me and slid down in the seat with his head
leaning against the door behind him. With his boots still on and his shirt
hanging open, he drew his bare legs up until his knees were nearly up to
his chest. He reached down and lifted his flaccid cock and drooping bag out
of the way. I looked down as his big manly bum was offered up to me, his
pink starfish almost winking up at me.

"Yeah, it feels pretty itchy. Get your tongue in there and clean it up for
me." I leaned forward and could smell his warm earthy scent. I breathed
deep and let the musky smell invade my senses.

"Mmmmmm," I let out a little groan of satisfaction as I leaned into his
backside and slid my tongue forward. I pressed the flat of my tongue
against the inside of one cheek just inches away from his asshole. I could
taste the salty sweat on his skin and I rolled my tongue in long sweeping
circles all around the outside of his tight quivering hole.

"Oh yeah, that's it. Work on that hole for me," Sven said as he looked down
at me, my face nestled up tight between his legs. After licking the area
all around his little pucker clean, I set my sights on the hot pink opening
itself. I worked up a big mouthful of saliva and pushed it forward to the
front of my mouth. I wriggled my face right up between his spread cheeks,
pressed my lips right against his hot hole, then used the tip of my tongue
to push the wad of saliva right into his waiting opening.

"Oh fuck, yeah, that's perfect," he crooned as I used my tongue to spread
the cooling saliva all around the puckered entrance of his itchy
bum-hole. I licked and licked and then lanced my tongue right up into his
opening as he lay back and let me service that sweaty little opening.

"Oh fuck....that's good. Now pull your mouth back a little bit and blow on
it." I drew my mouth back a little bit and then pursed my lips like I was
ready to whistle. I blew out a constant stream of air, right against the
damp saliva coating his hot orifice.

"Oh yeah....that feels nice and cool," he said as I took another deep
breath and blew cooling air all around his damp backside. I alternated
licking and blowing cool air on his puckered hole for the next few minutes
until he stopped me.

"That's better," he said as he pushed me away from his body and sat back up
in the driver's seat. "That was good, Kid. I think you deserve a
reward. C'mon." He got out of the truck, wearing just his shirt and boots
and walked over near the base of the tree we'd parked under. I hurried
after him and as I came around in front of him, he was limbering up his
cock with a few leisurely strokes.

"Get down on your knees, cocksucker; it's time for a drink." I dropped to
my knees as he stepped forward. I eagerly opened my mouth as he set his
massive cock-head right on my tongue.

"Here you go," he said as he unleashed a powerful torrent of piss. My mouth
quickly filled with the hot salty liquid and I hurriedly wrapped my lips
tight around the thick shaft. I swallowed, the acrid urine finding its way
into the pit of my stomach.

"Mmmmmm," I moaned as I savored the strong masculine flavor of his piss. He
rapidly filled my mouth again and again and I was barely able to swallow in
time to keep up with him. Finally, I felt his stream dwindling until he fed
me the last few golden drops. I continued to softly nurse at the tip of his
cock, loving the feel of that beautiful cock in my mouth.

"I'll tell you right now, Kid," Sven said as he looked down at me, his
drained cock sitting snugly between my soft lips, "this is something
special between you and me." I looked up at him, not fully comprehending
exactly what he meant. "No matter what happens, nobody else but me pisses
in your mouth. Got it?" I nodded my head in agreement, feeling reassured
that Sven considered this something only to be shared by the two of us. I
knew that from now on, for me, that would make it all that much more
special when he fed me his piss.

"C'mon, Kid, we've still got a ways to go," he said as he abruptly pulled
his cock from my sucking mouth and made his way back from his truck. He
reached into his duffel bag behind the seat and pulled out a pair of his
faded old jeans. He drew his jeans on over his boots, buttoned up his shirt
and tucked it in.

"There, that's better," he said as he did up his jeans and then stuffed his
warm-up pants into his bag. "I feel like a fucking clown in those things."

He climbed back into the truck and headed back to the highway. I asked some
questions about the horse auction and Sven gave me some insight into what
it was all about. After almost another hour, he said, "Let's grab some
lunch, Kid. There's a truck-stop up ahead a little that has good food."
After a few more minutes, he pulled off into a place with a one-storey
restaurant with a ton of trucks parked in a huge lot all around it. It was
lunchtime and the parking lot was packed with trucks.

Sven pulled over to one edge of the parking lot next to a cornfield and we
got out. As he checked on Rogue and gave him some water, I looked
around. One truck with a dark red cab caught my eye, I wasn't sure but I
thought it might have been the same truck that the guy had been in that saw
me sucking off Sven.

Sven finished up attending to Rogue and we walked into the restaurant, Sven
leading the way. The place was pretty busy, mostly with truckers, but I
spotted an empty booth near the window and we grabbed it before anybody
else did. We ordered a couple of cheeseburgers and fries from a buxom
waitress who looked like she'd been around the block a few times. I
commented on this to Sven and his reply was, "Yeah, word has it that she's
swallowed more paste than they produce at a glue factory in a week." As I
laughed at his expression, I looked over at a group of men sitting on
stools at the counter. One of them was looking directly at me. As my eyes
caught his, I recognized the ball cap and the beard as belonging to the
trucker whose glance I'd met while my mouth was still full of Sven's
cock. I quickly looked away and felt myself turning red in embarrassment.

Our food came and as we ate, I furtively glanced in the man's direction a
couple of times. He was continuing to sit at the diner's counter, slowly
sipping his coffee. Every time I glanced over, he looked at me, a friendly
knowing smile on his face. Just as we finished up, I saw him get up from
his stool. I figured he was leaving, but he surprised me and sauntered over
to our table. I quickly looked down and wrapped my lips around my straw as
I drank my Coke.

"Hey buddy, can I talk to you for a second," the man said to Sven as he
stopped at the front of our booth.

"Sure, what's up?" Sven replied.

"Can I talk to you over there, it's kind of important," the man said as he
gestured back towards the counter.

"Uh, sure." Sven got up and followed the man until they were away from
everybody else over by the corner of the counter. I saw the man talking and
occasionally looking my way. Sven turned, looked at me briefly, then turned
back to resume talking to the man. As the man talked, Sven shook his head a
few times, then nodded, then spoke. The man looked at me once more for a
good long time, then reached into his back pocket. I wondered what was
going on as he reached into his wallet, pulled out some bills, and passed
them to Sven. Sven shook the man's hand and they both smiled. As Sven
shoved the bills into his pocket, the man walked away and I saw him leave
the restaurant. Sven came back to the table and as he sat down, I looked
out the window and saw the man heading towards the same truck that I
thought I'd recognized earlier.

"Wha....what was that all about?" I asked curiously.

"Oh....old Charlie there. I hardly recognized him. He's an old friend of
mine."

"Is he the same guy that saw me sucking you off on the highway?"

"Yeah, he did mention that."

"Did he give you some money?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot that he owed me from a poker game we'd been in
awhile back. Good old Charlie, honest as the day is long. I'd pretty much
forgotten, be he didn't want to be remembered as somebody who didn't pay up
on his bets."

"Oh, I wondered what that was all about."

"You all done there, Kid? Ready to go?"

"Yeah." Sven left some money on the table and as we got up, Sven put his
hand on my shoulder as we walked out.

"Kid, remember when I said I'd ask you to do some things for me."

"Yeah?"

"Well, this is one of those times. I kind of feel bad about taking that
money from old Charlie at poker. He works hard for a living. I think it
would be nice to give him something in return for paying up. I'd like you
to take care of him for me."

"You mean like....like with Kurt?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, like with Kurt." Sven stopped walking across the parking lot and
turned to face me. "Besides, this will be a good way to test out what we
were talking about on the way here. If you like being with Charlie, then it
will be pretty obvious that we were right. If you don't, well.....we'll
talk about that if it happens." Sven looked around and we could Charlie
leaning against the cab of his truck.

"Now give me a smile, Kid," Sven said as he turned back to face me and
reassured me with his warm comforting gaze. "I want Charlie to see that
happy face of yours." With his soothing voice and warm blue eyes
encouraging me, I felt a natural smile of happiness automatically turning
up the corners of my mouth.

"That's nice. Now he's over there waiting. Why don't you go over and make
him feel real good for me." Sven said as he put his hand on my shoulder and
gave me a gentle shove in Charlie's direction. I walked over to where
Charlie was standing patiently next to his truck.

"Hello," I said nervously, still embarrassed about what Charlie had seen me
do in the truck.

"What's your name, Kid?" he asked.

"Joey, sir."

"Sir eh?" he said with a smile on his face, "I like that. How old are you,
Joey?"

"13, sir."

"And I guess you like sucking cock, eh?"

"I...uh....I.....yes sir," I said, feeling myself turning red.

"Yeah, I could tell by that look on your face when you were sucking off
your buddy there." He looked around to make sure no one was watching us and
then reached up and opened the door of his truck. "Get up in the truck,
Kid, I've got a nice big load for you." As I started to step up, he put his
hand on my bum and helped push me in.

"That's a nice round little butt you've got there, Joey," he said as he
climbed up into the cab and closed the door behind us. "It's too bad I
don't have enough time to try that too. C'mon back here." He moved a
curtain aside that separated the front seats from a little private area in
the back of the cab. There was a little make-shift bed that I'm sure he'd
had to use on occasional long hauls. As he came into the area with me and
drew the flimsy curtain behind us, I remembered what Sven had told me about
wanting to make Charlie feel better for what had happened.

"I'm sorry about the money you lost to Sven in that poker game," I said,
trying to reassure him.

"Poker game?" he said as he looked at me questioningly.

"Yeah....the uh....the money you paid Sven in the restaurant. The money
he'd won from you in that poker game."

"Oh yeah," he said after a momentary pause, "that poker game. Yeah, I had a
real run of bad luck that night." He kicked off his cowboy boots and
started to quickly pull at his belt.

"That's too bad, sir. Sven said this might help make it up to you."

"Oh, I definitely think it will," he said as he continued to open his
jeans. "My old lady hasn't put out in ages and I haven't had a cocksucker
in about eight months. This is gonna be a nice big load for you. You like
big loads, Joey?"

"Yes sir," I said as he pushed down his jeans and underwear and kicked them
aside. As he stood back up from his bent over position, I could see that
his cock was already rock-hard and sticking up before him. It was a nice
circumcised dick about 7" long with a nice upward curve that made it even
more inviting. I could see that his big balls looked swollen and heavy; as
if they were overflowing with cum.

"Come and get it, Joey," Charlie said as he sat down on his little bed and
spread his legs. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I unconsciously dropped to
my knees and crawled forward between his spread thighs. As I got closer to
his thrusting cock, I could smell the warm sweaty smell rising from his
body. It was musky and heavy, as if he needed a good shower. I didn't care;
the earthy manly scent seemed to enflame my excitement even more. I reached
forward and wrapped my hand around his rigid cock. As I started to pull it
down towards my mouth, it was so hard that it snapped right out of my hand
to slap noisily against his stomach!

"Wow!" I said breathlessly as I moved closer and looked at the pulsing
veins on his throbbing shaft. It was standing perfectly upright, thrusting
up powerfully against his stomach. I decided to leave it where it was for
now and leaned closer. I extended my tongue and licked up the underside of
his rigid shaft. His sweaty cock tasted wonderful and I started to lick it
feverishly, my slurping tongue rolling and licking at his hard upright
shaft.

"That's it cocksucker, lick that hard cock," Charlie said as I
enthusiastically licked away at his hot sweaty flesh. As I was licking, my
eyes kept drifting down to those enormous balls of his; they looked huge
and swollen with cum, and badly in need of attention.

"Can I......can I lick your balls?" I asked anxiously as I pulled my mouth
back from his glistening cock, my mouth gaping open as I gasped with
excitement.

"You can lick whatever you want. I think you can see there's a nice big
load in there just waiting to come out. Treat those boys right, and you'll
get a nice creamy mouthful before you know it." I dove onto those big
sweaty balls and licked and sucked at them for all I was worth. I loved the
dirty sweaty taste as I ran my tongue all over his wrinkled silky bag. I
had to open my mouth as wide as I could in order to let each heavy nut slip
inside. Once I had it within my mouth, I rolled it gingerly all around, my
tongue bathing his big swollen nut in a warm bath of saliva. I moved from
one cum-filled ball to the other, the delicious flavor of his salty sweat
filling my mouth.

"Oh fuck, Joey, I need your mouth on my cock now," Charlie said hurriedly
as he reached down and grabbed my head. I let his nut slip delicately out
of my mouth and then brought my mouth to the engorged head of his throbbing
cock. The flow of pre-cum oozing from the gaping red eye and rolling
sluggishly down the underside of his shaft was evidence of his arousal. I
reached forward and gripped it more firmly than before. I pulled down
harder and brought the throbbing head in line with my mouth. Looking at his
silky juices flowing from his engorged cock-head, I couldn't wait any
longer; I needed his cock inside my mouth.

"That looks so good," I whispered softly under my breath just before I dove
down and slipped my lips down over the angry swollen knob of his thrusting
erection. His 7" cock was much smaller than the ones I had before but it
fit into my mouth beautifully. It gave me room to work and I
enthusiastically swirled my tongue all around his big mushroom head.

"Oh fuck, that's fantastic," Charlie moaned as I held the powerful shaft
firmly in my hand and started to bob my head up and down.

"Mmmmhh......mmmmhhh......mmmmmhhh." I was making little squealing noises
as I sucked at his rock-hard cock feverishly. I don't know why servicing
this old bearded trucker had gotten me so aroused; but I felt like I
couldn't control myself. My saliva was flowing freely and running down the
length of his cock to drip off his bag as I continued to drive my bobbing
head further and further down his thrusting shaft.

"Holy shit," Charlie groaned in amazement as I felt my lips press up
against his groin on my next downward movement. With his cock pressing
against the opening to my throat, I vacuumed in my cheeks to wrap his cock
in a slick tight corridor.

"Oh Jesus, you've got it all," he moaned. I kept my hollowed cheeks tightly
embracing his cock as I bobbed my head passionately up and down the full
hard length. Charlie was breathing raggedly and squirming around beneath me
as I kept his beautiful rock hard cock sliding wetly back and forth between
my soft sucking lips.

"OH FUCK.........HERE IT COMES......TAKE IT COCKSUCKER," he moaned loudly
as I felt his cock twitch just before he started to unload. Wanting to get
his full big load, I drew back until I had just the throbbing head trapped
within my mouth. I brought my hands up and pressed with my thumbs on each
side of the broad ventral ridge on the underside of his cock. As I started
to rub my thumbs up and down, I felt that wonderful pulsing in the shaft of
his cock and then it started to go off inside my mouth.

"Mmmmmm," I crooned as a huge wad of thick cum gushed forth against the
roof of my mouth. As if fell onto my tongue, a second thick rope followed
as his throbbing erection ejaculated fiercely between my vacuuming
cheeks. My mouth quickly filled and I felt the thick texture of his
sperm-laden semen as it pooled on my tongue. It was so thick, it tasted
like there were chunky globules of sperm swimming around in the silky
seminal liquid.

"OH FUCK......GET IT ALL," Charlie groaned as he inundated my sucking mouth
with an absolute deluge of cum.

"Mmmmmm," I moaned out loud as I swallowed a huge mouthful of his thick
seed. His twitching erection kept shooting and my mouth filled again, his
potent semen coating every square inch inside my mouth. I swallowed again
and loved the taste and feel of his viscous cream sliding down my
throat. Man, he was right; he had more than a big load for me; it was
absolutely huge! As I kept sucking, his cock kept gushing until finally, a
big quaking shudder went through him and he collapsed back on the mattress,
his spewing erection oozing out the last few succulent drops onto my
waiting tongue. I kept softly sucking and I looked up to see Charlie
looking down at me through half-closed eyes; a look of pure contentment on
his face. I continued to suck out the last few drops of his warm seed as
his breathing slowly came back to normal. As he sat back up, I gave his
dwindling cock one final soft kiss on the tip and then sat back on my
haunches.

"Fuck, Joey, that was amazing," Charlie said with a big grin on his
face. "I'd love to do that again, but I'm way behind schedule." He reached
down and pulled on his underwear and jeans as I slowly got to my feet. He
reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet.

"Here, this is for you," he said, passing me a $20 bill.

"What's this for?" I asked curiously.

"Just think of it as a tip. That was the best blow-job I've ever had." He
pushed me through the curtain and opened the door for me.

"Bye," I said as I climbed down to the ground.

"See ya, Kid, you were great," Charlie said with a smile as he closed the
door. As I started to walk away, I heard his truck start up. I looked back
once and saw Charlie staring at me, a smile of satisfaction on his face.

I walked across the parking lot to where we'd left Rogue and found Sven
leaning against the side of the truck, his face turned up to the warming
sun.

"Sven, look what Charlie gave me," I said as I showed him the $20 bill. "He
said it was a tip."

"Why don't I just hang on to that for you," Sven said as he held out his
hand. Growing up in a group home and foster homes, I wasn't used to having
money so it was no big deal to me. I knew if I needed anything, I'd just
have to ask. "Yeah, I'll take good care of that for you." Sven took the
bill from me and pushed it into his pocket with the others that Charlie had
paid him earlier.

"Well," Sven said as we got back in the truck and he started to pull back
onto the highway, "how did you like it?"

"I....I really liked it," I admitted.

"So it looks like we were right. You need a steady supply of cock and cum
to keep you happy?"

"I....I think you're right," I said, almost with a note of eager
anticipation in my voice. I had finally accepted who I really was; a
cum-loving cocksucker; someone who was born to suck.

"That's good, Kid," Sven said as he looked at me with a warm comforting
smile again. "Next stop....Springfield. Once we're there, I wanna fill up
that tight little pussy of yours again. And then, when Kurt gets there, I
think the two of us will keep you filled up and fed with cum all night
long."

I looked at Sven's cock lying enticingly along the inside of his faded
jeans, hoping Springfield, and all that was waiting for me there, was not
too far off.......