Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2007 05:41:03 -0300
From: Matt Swimmers <subboyns@gmail.com>
Subject: Dad's Trucker Friend - Part 2

The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this,
or if consensual sex between an older man and a younger man offends you,
please don't read on!

Hey there! Sorry it took me so long to get this second part up, hopefully
the wait was worth it! As always, send me any questions, comments or
complaints at subboyns@gmail.com.

	The next morning, I woke up and tossed on a shirt. I went upstairs
to the kitchen, and saw Earl and dad sitting there having breakfast. Each
of them was in a robe of dad's, Earl having the red silk one he'd worn for
me a few days ago.
	"Crash here last night?" I asked him, grabbing myself a cup of
coffee.
	"Actually son..." Dad started. "Earl is going to be staying here
for a while, until he works things out with his wife."
	I gaped. "He's staying here?" I saw Earl wink out of the corner of
my eye.
	"Yes son, down in the guest room next to yours." So not only was he
in my house, but he was in the room next to mine?
	"That's great Earl!" I patted him on the back. "Show that bitch
what she's missing!"
	The three of us laughed at that.
	"Actually Matt, I'll need some help later on moving some stuff
over. Your dad has to head out again today, do you mind helping me?"
	"Not at all." I said. "My muscles are all yours!" Earl laughed, dad
didn't seem to get it.
	After breakfast, dad was showered and on his way out for a few more
days. I was downstairs with Earl, helping him get the guest room set up. It
wasn't a bad room, a little smaller than mine, with a queen sized bed.
	"I think you're the first person that's actually going to use this
room." I said.
	"I hope you'll be using it with me." Earl said, pinching my
ass. He'd put on some jeans and a t-shirt, but I still was ready to jump
him at any opportunity.
	"Why don't we go get your stuff?" I asked, grabbing his crotch.
	"Sounds good to me boy." He kissed me. "Let's go."
	We went out that day to pick up Earl's stuff from his house. He'd
put on a pair of old jeans a tight black wife beater. His hairy chest was
showing over the top, and I was ready to jump him at a moment's notice.
	"The bitch is going to her sister's place out of town for a few
weeks, so she won't be bothering us." He said on the drive over, lighting
up a cigarette.
	"She's keeping the house?"
	"That's what we decided. She gets to keep the house, and I never
have to give her another cent. The lawyers are working on it now." He
smiled. "Funny, I thought I'd be depressed if this ever happened." He
laughed.
	"Funny how that works." I said.
	We got to his house, and headed inside.
	"Can I tell you something Matt?" He asked as we were taking our
shoes off.
	"Sure." I said.
	"Well, it's just a fantasy of mine."
	"Oh?" I was very interested now.
	"Well I've been fucking guys for years now behind her back, on the
road, at their place, cheap motels..." He trailed off.
	"Yeah?" I pressed, wanting him to continue.
	"Well it's just I've never fucked a guy in my house. In my bed."
Another pause. "And I would like you to be the first." He smiled at me
again. I would do anything for that smile.
	"Of course Earl." I smiled back, and he took me in his arms,
pushing me up against a wall and kissing me. We made out for a few minutes,
our cocks hardening in the process.
	"Show me to your bed Earl." I whispered in his ear as his undid my
belt, dropping my jeans to the floor.
	"Sure thing baby." He whispered back, pulling my t-shirt over my
head. I was in my dark blue briefs now, following him up the stairs.
	We got to his room. There was a large bed in the center, covered in
a black duvet. He pushed me down onto the bed, and I watched as he took off
his shirt, exposing his hairy torso. I noticed the room smelled like his
aftershave.
	"Damn you look good on that bed." He said, grabbing at his
crotch. I leaned over the side of the bed, my face even with his
bulge. Without any prodding, I opened my mouth and started to kiss and suck
on his denim covered tool. He moaned softly as I undid his belt, and
lowered his fly.
	He had on a pair of silk boxers underneath, dark green with gold
stripes.
	"Nice boxers sir!" I commented as he stepped out of his jeans. I
resumed my licking, soaking the silk with my spit.
	"Thought you'd like them boy, maybe I'll let you pack up my
underwear collection." His hand grabbed me by the hair and started to guide
my mouth. "Give you some ideas for later."
	His boxers were soon soaked with my spit, his tent wet and
shiny. He joined me on the bed, laying down beside me and putting his arms
around me.
	"This is even better than I imagined." He sighed as my hands
stroked his wet bulge. "I'm glad you're the last person I'm going to fuck
in this bed." He stroked my hair and cheek, and leaned in to kiss me.
	His lips closed on mine, and we kept that position for a few
minutes, his tongue making gentle probings into my mouth, his hands rubbing
my back.
	I groaned in pleasure as he rolled me onto my back, and he reached
into my briefs to grasp my cock. His strokes started off slow, but as he
leaned in to nibble at my neck, they started to get faster.
	"Fuck baby, you look so good here." He rasped at me, jerking me
faster now.
	"You look damn good today Earl, I can't wait to feel you inside
me." I whispered back, running my hand through his chest hair.
	He flipped me over quickly onto my stomach and started roughly
grabbing my ass. "Don't worry baby, Earl's gonna fuck you hard soon
enough." He licked his fingers, and I moaned as he reached inside of my
briefs again, fingers poking at my anus.
	"Yeah, fuckin moan for me boy." I put on a show of gasping and
moaning as he stretched open my hole with his fingers. "I can't wait to get
inside that pussy again."
	He rolled on top of me and started to grind his cock into my
crack. Even through the silk and cotton I was in heaven feeling his rod
thrusting on me.
	"God your cock is so big Earl." I sighed into his pillows. They had
a mild scent of him on them, which was only getting me hornier.
	"It gets bigger when I think of it going into that tight ass of
yours." He stopped grinding long enough to spank me a few times, and
started to grind again. "I think I might have to keep you in briefs more
often, you look so hot in them."
	"Whatever you want me in Sir!" I promised, arching my ass up to
better receive his grinding.
	"They might look a little better like this." He reached down and
tore the back out of the briefs, my ass now hanging out. I gasped as his
fingers were thrust inside of me, burying my face into his pillows and
moaning.
	I looked back to see him fishing his cock out of his boxers. His
rod came out of the fly, and he pulled the foreskin back. His cock looked
wet with precum, a few drops fell down to the bed.
	"Gotta get you wet first." He said, leaning is face down into my
ass. I could have screamed as his tongue started to flick back and forth
across my hole. I grabbed at sheets and pillows, trying to keep my spasming
body in check. Earl was an expert at rimming, and I was getting one of his
best performances.
	"Damn I love the taste of your cunt." He said to himself, diving
back into my hole with his wet, warm tongue.
	"Fuck me now Earl! I want that cock inside me!" I begged.
	He got behind me, lining up his cock with my hole. "It's all yours
baby." He said, thrusting it inside me. I felt like I was going to explode,
my ass being stretched out by his tool.
	"Fuck you're so damn big!" I cried out as he started to pound
inside me. "Give me that cock! Slam it into me!" I was in a frenzy, I
needed to feel his cock as deep inside of me as it would go.
	For his part, Earl was very obliging. It seemed that the hornier
and more demanding I got, the hornier he got as well.
	"This is the tightest pussy I've had in a long time baby, I love
your ass." He said, his voice rising with each thrust. He was practically
slamming me back with each stab, his hands tight on my hips.
	I leaned back and tilted my head back, our tongues wrestling. His
mouth tasted even better than I had remembered, and his frantic fucking
didn't stop.
	"I'm so close Matt..." He whispered.
	"I want to eat it." I declared. He pulled out and I turned
around. I was on my hands and knees on his bed, tongue darting out over his
very wet cock head.
	"Fuck!" He screamed, streams of his jizz shooting out. I wrapped my
mouth around it as soon as he started to shoot, and swallowed every drop of
his sweat nectar.
	I leaned back and started to jerk off, the taste of his cum fresh
in my mouth. He picked his boxers up off the floor and stuck them in my
face.
	"Smell em boy, sniff my boxers while you jack that cock."
	I didn't need to be told twice, I put on a great show, licking and
sucking at his silk boxers. They had a faint scent of his cock on them.
	"Yeah, smell me bitch, smell that cock." He was saying while I
jerked off. It was only a few minutes before his dirty talk drove me over
the edge, spraying load after load of cum all over my stomach and chest.
	Earl leaned down over me and slowly licked up my jizz, all the
while looking up at me and smiling. It was one of the most intensely erotic
things I'd ever seen.
	He came up to me and kissed me afterwards, his hard, hairy body on
top of me. We laid there in each other's arms for a almost half an hour,
kissing and holding each other.
	"I guess we should actually pack some stuff." Earl said after a
while. I was laying on his chest.
	"I guess so." I said, lazily. In reality I could have lain in his
arms all day. He knew it too.

	After we finally got somewhat dressed we managed to pack up most of
Earl's smaller things, clothes, books, CDs, other stuff he wanted to bring
for now. He did let me pack up his underwear drawers, giving me MANY ideas
to play with later.
	We jammed it all into his truck and headed back to my dad's place,
where we got everything unpacked into the guest room. I commented on his
rather large underwear collection, and he explained.
	"I have a habit of sometimes taking a pair as a souvenir." He
said. "I got my first pair of silk boxers that way, a boy I picked up left
them in the truck for me afterwards."
	"Wow, that's hot." I said. The idea of leaving a trail of my
underwear across the nation flitted through my mind.
	"Yeah, after that I'd ask, or in some cases demand, that they leave
them."
	"Didn't your wife ever wonder where you were getting all of them?"
	"No, I'd wash them when I got home and wear them for her. She
thought I was out buying a new pair every few rides." He smiled
mischievously. "It was kind of funny to see her sucking on a pair of
boxers, when I'd been sucking on them the night before." He laughed.
	"Well anytime you want a pair of mine, let me know." I said,
hanging up a few of his shirts.
	"Same goes for you son. Hopefully your dad won't notice that our
collections are starting to merge."
	"I doubt he'd notice, besides I do the laundry around here."
	"Good to know." He finished folding some clothes and throwing them
into a drawer.
	"Your dad said I could stay here as long as I want. If you keep
putting on performances like that one earlier, I might have to stay here
forever." He said, putting his arms around me as we unpacked the last box.
	"Glad you enjoyed it, I certainly did." I said with a smile.
	"So what are we going to do for dinner?" He asked.
	"Well there's every type of food imaginable to order around here,
or we could go out somewhere, or I could make us something."
	"Oh you'll make a good wife someday." He said.
	"Someone's sarcasm chip is running on overload today." I slapped
his shoulder.
	"I'll make it up to you, we'll order your favorite, and it's on
me."
	"And you'll make a fine husband someday." I smirked back.

	Earl stuck to his word and we ordered Chinese food. It was past ten
by the time it arrived, the night dark and foggy. I dug out another piece
of lemon chicken, laughing as he fumbled with his chopsticks.
	"First time?"
	"In a while." He said, some broccoli almost to his mouth.
	We watched a football game while we ate. Earl seemed much happier
than I'd seen him in a while. I mentioned as much to him.
	"It just feels good to be moving out and moving on Matt. Hopefully
you'll never understand the feeling, but it does feel good in a way."
	"I think I know what you're getting at."
	"I mean we were married for almost ten years, but it just seems to
have soured in the past little while."
	"Well here's to new beginnings." We raised our beers and toasted to
that.
	"I don't even know where to start looking for a new place." He
said. "Your dad said I could stay here forever if I had to, but I don't
want to impose.
	"There's some nice places around here actually."
	"I would like to be closer to the city. We'll have to see, it's
really the last thing on my mind right now. I just want to finally have
some fun." He sat back in the chair, hands behind his head. His tight
t-shirt was riding up in the front, giving me a view of his hairy stomach,
like it had that first night he came over.
	"Well fun is what we're here for!" I said, finishing off my
beer. "Why don't we go for a late night swim after the game?"
	"Sounds good to me." He said.
	We polished off a few more beers as the night progressed. It was
midnight by the time the game was finished.
	"So how about that swim you promised me?" Earl said, standing up.
	"Sure thing, did you bring trunks?"
	"Trunks? Why bother with trunks." Earl smiled, I couldn't resist
him when he smiled. "I figured our boxers would be good enough, and with
any luck they won't stay on long enough to care about anyways." He stood
up, taking his shirt off.
	"I was hoping you'd say that." I said, taking off my own
shirt. Earl was walking into the kitchen, which led out to our back
deck. He dropped his jogging shorts right by the back door, stepping out
into the night in his black CK boxer briefs. My jeans dropped next to his
shorts, and I joined him on the deck.
	I had on a pair of dark blue Hanes boxer briefs. I lit the small
fire pit dad had on the deck as Earl eased himself into the pool. Our deck
was surrounded by high fence, with the pool built into the center of
it. One could rest on the deck and dive right into the pool, it was really
great in the summers.
	Earl swam around, his hairy body dark in the pool, but the fire
light illuminating him enough for me to make out his features. The ever
present gold cross was around his neck, although he'd taken his wedding
ring off.
	I slid into the pool as well, the water cool in the warm night. The
water came up to my chest, and I dunked my head underneath of it. I swam
around for a bit, watching Earl as he dove in and out of the water, all the
hairs on his body moist, glistening in the soft light.
	"No thong for me tonight?" He asked, coming up behind me as I
sipped at my beer. He put his arms around me from behind, kissing my neck.
	I leaned back into his embrace. "Well once we get back in
maybe... what are you going to wear for me?" My hand slid back, cupping his
half-hard cock.
	"Tell you what, you can go down to my room and pick out something
you'd like. Anything from my collection."
	"Oh wow, how could I choose just one?" I turned around, my hand
still rubbing his cock to full hardness.
	"Well remember what you like, I'm sure you'll have plenty of
opportunity." He smiled down at me. "One condition though."
	"Name it."
	"I get to choose something for you to wear."
	"Out of mine, or yours?"
	"Either one."
	"You have a deal sir." We kissed each other, Earl pushing me up
against the side of the pool. His tongue was inside of my mouth for a
while, his hands exploring my ass.
	"Oh Earl..." I sighed, as his hands found their way inside of my
boxers, groping and probing my ass.
	"I can't wait to get back into that hole of yours boy."
	"Anytime you want it just let me know." His cock was rubbing up
against mine, the wet cotton between us.
	"I only have another day off before my next run, think we'll get
through my whole collection by the time we have to get back?" He was
kissing down my neck, his goatee tickling as he went.
	"We?" I asked.
	"Well I was hoping my favorite cocksucker would come with me on my
next run." It was impossible to refuse.
	"We'll have to bring some of the collection with us!" I said,
pushing myself out of the pool and sitting on the deck. My hard cock tented
out my wet boxers. "Don't forget we can dip into dad's collection too." I
winked at him.
	"Damn that's a nice sight." Earl said, pulling my boxers down. He
pulled them off and tossed them across the pool. "Won't be needing those
for a while." He said, right before his head shot down to my cock. I barely
had time to register before my dick was down his throat.
	"Oh my god!" I gasped, the sudden pleasure overwhelming. I heard
Earl groaning as he took me into his mouth. I leaned back onto the deck,
letting him work on my tool.
	His mouth was warm and wet, and his hand was soon playing with my
balls. I began to play with my nipples, lost in the sensations Earl's mouth
was pulling out of my dick. I could feel his tongue swirling around
underneath my foreskin, and I shot up.
	"Jesus that's amazing." I said, collapsing back down as he resumed
his former rhythm. He was looking up at me and smiling as he stopped to
suck on my balls for a while.
	"Mm... you shave these baby?" He asked.
	"Yeah a few days ago." I had trimmed my pubes too.
	"Damn I like it like that." He went back to slurping his tongue
over my nutsac. I whimpered as he went lower, licking the tender skin below
my balls. I nearly fainted when he started sucking on it, hard.
	"You taste fucking awesome boy." His tongue ventured lower still,
almost to my hole. "Get on your hands and knees baby, up on the deck."
	We got out of the pool, Earl stripping off his soaked boxers, his
cock almost straight up. I kneeled down and bent over, and he squatted down
behind me.
	I let out a gasp as he started to quickly tongue-fuck my ass for
the second time that day.
	"Oh Earl!" I moaned, his assault on my hole quickening with each
moment. I could feel his hands spreading my cheeks apart and his tongue
entering me. Soon a finger or two was joining in, my hole being stretched
for him.
	He was noisily eating me out, I could hear him slurping and licking
from behind me. "Fuck your cunt tastes good baby, I could eat this sloppy
fuck hole all night."
	"You can!" I promised.
	He made a noise of pleasure as he went back to eating my ass. He
was practically lifting me up by my hips, my face pushing down onto the
deck. He stopped, and I felt his cock head poking at the entrance of my
hole.
	"God Earl, just fuck me. Fuck me hard!" I was glad we didn't have
any neighbors nearby, I was begging loudly.
	"You asked for it cunt." He shoved his cock deep inside of me, and
I moaned loudly.
	"Oh shit..." I gasped as he rammed me hard, grabbing me by the hips
and slamming into me.
	"Fuck baby, your ass just gets better. I should invite some friends
over to have a go at this pussy." His fingers were digging into my hips as
he fucked me, his massive cock stretching my hole to it's limit.
	"I'll take them all Earl."
	"Spoken like a true whore." He slapped my ass hard. I gave a
whimper. I felt like I was going to explode his cock was so big, but I let
him ride me, bucking with his thrusts.
	"I love feeling you inside me Earl." He grabbed me by the hair and
pulled my head back, giving me a sloppy kiss as he fucked me.
	"I'm so close to shooting baby."
	"Shoot it inside me this time, I want to feel your juices inside
me!" I begged.
	"Whatever my slut wants." He said, slamming into me harder and
harder. "Damn!" He called out, as I felt his cock give one final throb, and
his warm cum seeping out inside of me. The feeling was divine, he pulled
out and kissed me for a few seconds.
	"Your turn." He pushed me backwards onto the deck, and started to
jerk me off.
	"Ahh!" I breathed, letting his hands guide me to orgasm.
	"I meant what I said boy, I'd love to get some more guys out here
for you to service." His hands moving faster. "I bet we could have a lot of
fun."
	"I bet we could Earl." I managed to gasp out. I was so close, and
he leaned in to kiss me. As our lips met, my cock exploded. I moaned into
his mouth as I shot streams of creamy jizz, coating both our chests.
	We laid there for a few minutes afterwards, letting the night air
cool us down. Earl eventually stirred.
	"Why don't we go get a shower?" He suggested, looking down at the
remains of our cum covering us.
	"Ok..." I managed to get to my feet.

	We showered together, and dried off. I took my towel and started to
head to my room. Earl stopped in his doorway.
	"Aren't you coming in?" He asked.
	"You want me to spend the night there?"
	"Of course Matt." He leaned over to kiss me again, and pulled me
into the room. "Where else would I want you to sleep?" He asked, guiding me
to the bed.
	"No idea." I smiled, dropping down to the bed and curling up under
the covers. He laid down beside me, and it wasn't long before I was asleep.

The next day we woke up in the late morning, Earl still sleeping as I tried
to untangle myself from him. He stirred awake as I freed myself, and smiled
up at me.
	"Hey there." He mumbled sleepily.
	"Good morning handsome."
	He pulled me into a kiss, our naked bodies responding.
	"I wish we had time for this, we have to get on the road soon
though."
	"I guess so." I conceded.
	"Just a quick overnight trip again, we should be back tomorrow
night, and there's still a few more days before your dad gets home."
	"Should I bring anything special?" I asked.
	"Whatever you want me to see you in." He winked at me, heading to
the shower.
	We both showered quickly and went to get dressed. I was rooting
through my underwear drawer trying to find something appropriate, when Earl
came into my room, wearing a towel.
	"Hey baby, thought you might want to wear this." He tossed me
something. It was a jockstrap, and from the looks of things, a well worn
one.
	"Sure thing Earl." I smiled, stepping into it and pulling it up. It
was tight on me, I loved the feel of my ass being exposed. I did a little
turn for him. "What do you think?"
	"I think that's the best it's ever looked, and it's been on a few
boys." He smiled and went to dress.
	I threw on an old black t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, and
packed a similar outfit just in case.
	Earl came back to my room, wearing a tight white v-neck t-shirt,
which was tucked into an old pair of jeans. His chest hair was poking out
the top of his shirt.
	"God Earl I could jump you right now." I said. He came over to me
and kissed me, groping my ass.
	"Save it for the truck honey." He nibbled my ear. He led me out to
his truck, my cock hard as a rock the entire time.
	"Ready for another trip?"
	I smiled over at him. "Ready."

	In another hour we had picked up his trailer and were on the
road. It was the same route he'd driven last time, apparently one he did a
lot. He was telling me about it on the way up, having the occasional smoke
with me.
	"You look sexy when you smoke Matt."
	"Thanks Earl, you do too." I made a show of smoking with one hand
and playing with my package with the other.
	"Ha!" He laughed. "How's that jock holding up?"
	"It's tight, but I seem to be hard most of the time, that could be
causing it." I said.
	"Maybe it's the shorts, you should probably take em off."
	"Best idea I've heard today." I slipped the shorts off, and threw
my shirt into the back with them.
	"Yeah boy, you look fucking hot in that strap." He said, reaching
over to grope my ass, and play with my hard tool. "I might have to pull
over right here and fuck you." I leaned up on the seat, giving him easier
access to my ass. He licked two of his fingers and reached over, probing at
my hole.
	"Oh!" I gasped as his fingers entered me.
	"Yeah baby, you like my fingers up in your pussy?"
	"Yes sir!" I was bucking up and down on his fingers.
	"Actually, I have a better idea." He reached down beside his seat,
and pulled out a small red toy, a butt plug. It was probably only 5 inches,
and thin. He held it out to my face. "Lick it boy, get it nice and wet."
	I stuck my tongue out and bathed the toy in my spit. Earl took it
down, and quickly stuck it into my ass. I cried out and jumped as it
entered me.
	"Sit down, bitch!" He threw me back into my seat. It was a bizarre
feeling, having this slick rod inside of me. Every time I made the
slightest movement I could feel it in my ass, filling me up.
	"You like it?" Earl smirked over at me.
	"It's weird, but yeah." I smiled back.
	"Get your clothes on, it's almost time for dinner."
	"Should I take this out?" I asked.
	"I'll take it out for you later, now get dressed." We were pulling
into the parking lot of a gas station, I quickly grabbed my clothes and
tried to dress, every move bringing a spasm of pleasure from my filled up
hole.
	I managed to get back into my clothes. Earl leaned over and
whispered "Just be glad I didn't use the vibrating one." Before giving me a
quick spank. His hand made the plug rub up against my insides, and I moaned
loudly.
	"Gonna have to keep that in check baby, we're going to eat." He was
stepping out of the truck before I could fire back something to that.
	Dinner was awkward, as the feeling of the plug never left me. If I
so much as shifted my weight to pick up my glass, I would get a blast of
pleasure. Earl's leg under the small table made sure I was hard throughout
the entire meal. Needless to say, I didn't eat much.
	"You ready to hit the road boy? Only a few more hours before we
call it a night."
	"Sure thing sir!" I said. We paid up and headed out, my cock hard
the entire time.
	"Geez baby, guess everyone there could see how hard you were." He
said to me once we got back to the truck. I must have blushed a million
shades of red. "Just kidding." He said with his devastating smile. "I don't
think anyone noticed. Except me, and I was just as fucking hard."
	"I'm glad." I said, leaning over to kiss him. We kissed for a few
minutes, his hands groping at my ass, playing with the plug up there. I
moaned hard.
	"You like that plug up there, don't you?" He asked.
	"I do, but it's no substitute for the real thing." I said, reaching
down to grope his hard dick through his jeans.
	"Keep that thought till we hit the rest stop." He said.
	"Sounds good." It sounded like an eternity, but I liked being kept
in this state of perpetual horniness, so I agreed.

	It seemed forever until we pulled into the familiar rest stop. Like
last time, it was devoid of any other trucks.
	"Strip down to that jockstrap of yours boy." Earl said as we pulled
in. I quickly disrobed.
	"I'm glad you let me wear it Earl, I love the feel of it." I said,
making a big show of rubbing myself.
	"Figured it was perfect for a cock hungry little slut like you." He
said, reaching over to me, and slowly pulling out the plug. I sighed as he
slid it out.
	"Should be nice and ready for me now." He said, standing up and
peeling off his shirt. "Get your ass back to that bed."
	"Yes sir." I said, flopping back onto the small bed. I loved the
sight of him in his truck, naked to the waist.
	"So I bet you've been wondering all day what I've got on under
these jeans."
	"I have been wondering sir." I said, gazing at his crotch.
	"What would you like me to be wearing?" He asked slyly.
	"Anything will do, as long as that gorgeous cock of yours is hard
and waiting inside." I said.
	"Oh it's plenty fucking hard baby. You strutting around with your
ass hanging out, hard for the past six hours, I'm surprised you didn't cum
in your shorts." He was rubbing himself now, and so was I.
	He undid the top button on his belt. "I'll give you a hint. They
aren't mine." He said, slowly undoing the zipper.
	"I can't stand it Earl, show me." I begged, lewdly fingering at my
hole.
	He dropped his jeans to expose a pair of green plaid Joe Boxers, a
pair of MY boxers. And they'd never looked better. "Figured if you're
wearing one of mine, why don't I wear one of yours?" He asked, grabbing his
cock by the base, letting me see how hard and long it was.
	"Those look amazing sir." I said in awe.
	"I don't care how they look bitch, I want to know how they
taste. Get over here." I got up and went to him. He pushed me down by the
shoulders roughly. "On your knees cocksucker."
	He pushed my face towards his tented boxers, and I opened my
mouth. It was bizarre at first, sucking on my own boxers. But in a strange
way it was also very hot. Earl's meaty cock inside of them only made it
hotter.
	He soon pulled them down, letting his monster out. I rolled my
tongue over it's veined surface, smelling the musk of the day on his
crotch. I could hear him moaning and encouraging me as I swallowed his
cock.
	"Yeah baby... I love it when you suck me off." He was saying to
himself, tweaking his nipples as I worked on him. "Now I want that
jockstrap of yours."
	He grabbed me by the arm, yanking me up and pushing me back on the
bed. I barely had time to cry out before he was down on his knees in front
of the bed, licking and slobbering on my jockstrap.
	I cried out loudly, Earl's strong lips and tongue bathing my tented
package, the white fabric becoming translucent under his wet onslaught.
	"Oh my god Earl, you're amazing." I said, running my hand through
his hair. And it was the truth. I was drowning in pleasure as he skillfully
sucked on my cock. Soon he had the pouch of my strap shoved over, my cock
out the side of it. And a few seconds later my pole was buried in his
throat, and my wild moaning was starting to get even louder.
	"Jesus Earl, I can't hold it much longer!!" I cried out. He slowed
down and stopped, moving up on the bed with me. He grabbed me by the wrists
and pushed me down onto the bed, his lips on mine.
	We made out for a while, our tongues wrestling, and our crotches
grinding together. Suddenly his cell phone rang from the front. He got up
and went to grab it.
	"Hey there." Earl said. "Yep.. that's my truck... sure, I've got
him right here." He winked at me. "See you in a few minutes." He said,
hanging up.
	"Who was that?"
	"A friend... with a very large cock who can't wait to meet you." We
kissed some more.
	"I can't wait to meet him." I said...

To Be Continued...