Date: Wed, 18 Jan 2017 15:06:48 +0000
From: J a skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hank the trucker 3

Ok, here it is, part 3 of 4. The usual disclaimers apply. His depictions of
gay sexual activities offends you or is against your primitive belief
system- leave now! If you are under age leave now but cum back later when
you are older. Sex acts depicted are done without protection. It is now
wise to do this normally. This is a work of fiction ( for those who don't
know- not real) and the property of the author. It may not be used without
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Hank Tucker 3
cajuncock

I shared my love with him in a deep kiss. He stopped and looked at me with
renewed lust. "Can we do this again?" he asked. I promised to do this as
often as he wanted. For the both of us the "L" word was for his new found
lust.

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Part 3

The first night on the road had been a remarkable experience for
Devin. They did manage to get a few hours sleep before the CB radio woke us
with a wake up call and a request for an update. I reported that we'd be on
the road within 30 minutes. We did a quick wash up in the shower
room. Luckily it was empty or other truckers would've guessed what we'd
been doing. I got us take out of coffee and sandwiches. Devin had aired out
the cabin while I did this. He even made the bed. It was probably good to
have a "helper" for that reason alone.

 We hit the road early enough to avoid traffic. For most of the ride we
talked about the night before. Devin was a smart kid. He knew the kind of
reception that fags would get at his school. He also knew that he'd not be
going to church to listen to the homophobic preacher again. I warned him to
be careful around his parents and friends. He had a difficult time keeping
his hands to himself until I pointed out how dangerous that could be with
me driving. We'd made love three times in the previous 8 hours. I was
pretty sated and he was just a bit sore. I told him that when we stopped
for lunch he could lay in the back and I'd put some lotion on his sore hole
to sooth the pain.

 At our final scheduled stop we were called and told that an additional
pick up five hours away was needed. This extension would require another
night on the road since we couldn't get back to Wilmington within the
driver time limit. It did offer some advantages. One was the double pay I'd
get. The other was an additional night with Devin.

 After the added stop we headed out. Two hours into the trip, the office
notified us that we needed to break for six hours due to a problem at the
port. I knew that although he was eager for a repeat performance Devine was
to sore to take a cock of my size. He was a horny little rabbit as we
pulled into the truck stop for our layover. I told him that the first order
would be a shower and inspection of his sore hole. This particular truck
stop offered motel style rooms that suited our longer layover. After our
showers I examined Devin carefully. His hole was puffy and red so I applied
some more ointment. I told him that he was in no condition to take my cock
again. He was disappointed until I offered an alternative- my ass. He
looked astonished. I explained that I, like many men, was versatile when it
came to sex. I could both take and give.

  We went to dinner. I couldn't believe the speed with which the boy
ate. He was really eager to try his first piece of male pussy. Back in the
room I slowed him down by explaining how we would do this. "I've taken men
before but your eagerness could cause some major damage. So I'll start by
sitting on your cock. When I'm fully seated we can flip over so you can
watch my reaction. You can judge my pain and pleasure by watching my
face. It's better that way with any bed partner you might have."

 Back in the room, Devin was naked and laying in the bed with his rigid
cock pointing to the ceiling before I was even undressed. I lubed my ass
and his cock. Then took a big hit of poppers and climbed on the bed. I sank
down slowly. His was not the biggest that I'd ever taken. As I sank down I
looked the boy. Pure joy shown on his face. Needless to say his first fuck
was fast. I pumped only a few times before he unloaded his babies into
me. His second and third times were better. We both managed to drop our
loads at the same time.

  Afterwards we lay there in post orgasmic bliss. We talked about his
future. It was not exactly the way his father thought that we'd have this
talk. Devin said that he liked the freedom of the road and also liked being
with me. I admitted that the past two days had been great. I told him that
there were other men in our town who were engaged in the same sexual
activity. He was shocked and curious. I explained the church to him and the
need for secrecy to protect all of the participants in our service. He was
eager to join us. I hesitated but told him that I'd have to discuss it with
the other members.

  My schedule called for 3 days on and 2 off so when we returned I paid
Devin his earnings, $160 plus $20 more. He still had another 7 days of
spring break and asked me if he could take another trip with me. I agreed
on the condition that his parents approved. The next day Devin's father
called to thank me. He said that now his son seemed to have a direction for
his future. I explained that there were strict regulations for both full
time helpers and drivers. Devin would have to make the grade.

  Of course, Devin was at my house every day. He'd handle chores around the
place and took care of Kip. I managed to arrange to meet some of the church
members over the next 2 days. I told them of the boy's eagerness to join
us. To my surprise some of them revealed that their own sons also wanted to
join the church services. We'd have to arrange a special rite of initiation
for them as soon as possible. We didn't want good cum to go to waste. Each
member would have to agree to participate.  I left the planning of the rite
to some of the members knowing that it would be memorable for all of us.

  The night before we were to leave, Devin asked if he could stay at my
place. He wanted to get the truck cleaned and prepared for our early
departure. I agreed knowing that he had another motive. I told him that I'd
need 7 hours of good sleep before hitting the road. At 8PM Devin walked
into the living room, naked, announcing that it was time for bed. The truck
had already been packed and provisioned. We made love for 20 minutes before
I fell asleep. I was awakened with a fine blow job and an eager kiss. We
hurriedly dressed and hit the road.

 At the terminal the routine was much the same. Devin was a quick learner
and easily made friends with my boss. We pulled out onto the road at
5AM. For the first hour I drove in silence trying to make it past the early
morning traffic. When clear of the urban traffic, I asked if he wanted to
talk. He was eager to know more about gay life. I answered his first
questions honestly. Then I decided to launch into another area. I gave him
a run down of all the dangers involved in being part of the gay world from
STDs to the assholes he might meet along the way. For a long time after
that he was quiet. Finally, he asked the loaded question "Have you ever met
someone you wanted to settle down with?" I thought for a few minutes of my
list of past playmates. None of them affected me in such a way that I could
see myself spending the rest of my life with them. I honestly told him
that. "And now?" he asked. I didn't want to appear to blow him off so I
didn't answer him.

  The rest of the morning went by quickly. It was the same job routine-
drive from point A then to B then to C and D. Around noon we stopped for a
quick lunch, eating in the truck. During the afternoon drive Devin asked
questions about the church. I explained that it was based on an ancient
pagan religious rite that worshipped fertility, particularly the male
organ. It was seen as the giver of life. The god was the symbol for all
cocks. We offered up our seed so that the earth would be productive. We
believed that sex with other males made them better people and stronger
generators of life giving seed. "WOW!" he responded, "You share your cum
with others to make them stronger?" "Yep" I said proudly. "When can I
join?" he asked excitedly. I explained that the members had to undergo
certain strict procedures. They had to abstain from all sex for months,
then get a physical clearing them of all possible STDs. During this time
they were restricted from participating in the full activities of the
worship service. However, they would assist the members when
needed. Finally, the novices would lay naked before the altar in front of
all of the members to declare their willingness to join the church. They
would then be anointed and take the bishop's flesh staff inside of them to
be anointed deep inside. We'd not had any young members so the rites for
them would be different. Hopefully we could dismiss some of the longer
requirements if the young men had limited sexual encounters.

  Devin was quiet for a minute then asked about the tests for STDs. I
explained that they were done by a like minded doctor in a neighboring
town. He said "I've only had sex with you. Would I still be considered a
virgin?" I laughed and said "Of course baby, I'm your sponsor and it is
part of my duties as such to have had sex with you. To me you'll always be
my virgin." "I'm glad it was you!" he muttered proudly. I warned him that
many men fell in love with the man who takes their cherry. But deep down
inside I knew that both of us felt something different about what we had
done. I smiled as I looked over to see him adjusting his swollen cock in
his jeans.  I out my hand on his knee and whispered "But maybe we might
want to consider it more than recruiting." He beamed as he opened his legs
wider. I hoped that tonight's layover would cement what we have.

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Ok, that's part 3 of 4 (maybe even 5). Thanks guys for all the good
comments you've sent. Comments are welcomed: jaskejr@hotmail.com. I've
tried to keep it positive and real. But remember this is fiction no matter
how much we want it to be real. There's still lots of dangers out there in
the real world.