Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2008 21:05:25 -0700 (PDT) From: John Kasey <jonkc38@yahoo.com> Subject: Kid Blue...Chp.5 Kid Blue CHP.5 .................................................................. I nearly dozed off lieing between those smooth legs of Kevin's, when I felt him softly caressing my ass, and back, shoulders, and down my arms. It felt so good, I moved my lips to his, and let our tounges play together. With my simi-hard cock pressed against the hole it had so recently been in, and as it started hardening once again that amazing butt of Kein's once more grasped my tool and begin working it in as if there were a tiny hand down there guiding it, then very slowly I was drawn all the way in, with his muscle controll jacking me off! I could have lain there and let him do all the work, but of course, my body took over, and soon I was fucking him slower/faster/deeper/longer, and every variation in between. He was, and is, sooooo tight and hot, and soooo in control I can really never get enough of him. ( Her?) With the small, but nicely shaped breasts, and the hard nipples, I am sometimes thinking I am fucking a girl. And that is something I have NEVER given a serious thought to actually doing. I lost myself in the pleasure I was being given, and when that final moment began I was quvering from head to toe, my hands gripping Kevin's smooth body so tightly I thought his circulation might be cut off, or mine where his slim, but very strong arms were around my body. But, we both servived, and after lying in each others arms, we eased ourselves apart, took a warm shower in the pool-side bath area, and raced to be the first one in the pool, like the kids we were. Kevin mentioned he had just turned 21, and Bruce had given him a Corvette as a present, so we had to get dressed, and try that out. My new friend admmited that he sometimes got a little lonely because Bruce worked long hours, and didn't like Kevin to be gone from the house very long at a time. I assured him I would try to stop and see ( FUCK) him as often as I could. That brought a big smile. ............................................................... After spending a couple hours together, I rode my bike back to the Truck Stop, and did a little clean up work around there, giving Bruce a small smile when I saw him, and thanking him for the surprise package he had sent me after. All he said was that now all three of us were happy. ................................................................. About 3:00, I wander'd out to the truck parking area, with my trademark blue 'kerchief showing from my back pocket. Mid afternoon most drivers were on the road, but I soon had a flash of lights from a rig I hadn't seen before. Going up to the drivers side, I asked him what I could do for him. His reply was to come visit for awhile. Going aroud to the other side, I made the climb up to the cab. I noticed right away that it was an older model, and so was the driver. He was unshaven, and smelled a little rank, so I got some bad vibes! The rig was running, as so many did when parked, and before I could open the door to leave he had started it moving, at the same time reaching over and locking onto my left arm. I didn't like that at all, so as he pulled me over toward him, I grab'd my blue 'kerchief out of my pocket, and dropped it out of the open wing window. Then I was on the floor with him holding me down, only removing his hand long enough to shift gears. He was a big guy, and I couldn't break loose so before long he was on the Interstate, and me with him. I was scared to death. No one had treated me rough, or like this before. And no one knew where I was either! Before long he took an off-ramp that I knew led to a road to small country town, but he just crossed it, and parked on the on-ramp as rigs often do. Setting the brakes, he swivled to his right, and lifted me to my knees between his fat legs. I told him he didn't have to act this way, that I was willing to do what he wanted, but all he said was he preferred to do things HIS way, and that I would be with him for a good long time. I didn't like the sound of that at all, and I liked what he did next even less. First he put his ham-like hand's on my collar, and just ripped my T-shirt apart and off, then did the same to my cutoffs, pulled my 'runners off, and finally my socks. There I was stark naked with somekind of maniac, and no one knew where I was, or who I was with. Grabbing me by my hair with one hand, he opened his fly and exposed a fat, soft cock that smelled really bad, but mashing my face against it, I had to open my very dry mouth. Taking the head in, I figured I had best go along, and wait for an opportuity to escape. Before I had a change to even start to get him hard, I heard another rig pull along side, and caught a glimps of a big bright red tractor slow, and cut in front of the one I was in. The asshole let go of me, and tried to reach under his seat, but I saw what he was reaching for, and got to his gun first, shoving it way back under the seat. About that time another rig pulled up behind us, and within moments my friend Big RED was standing on the drivers step, breaking the glass with the butt of the gun he was holding, yelling to let go of the kid, and get out of the cab. The asshole had no choice now, so he did, and I scrambled out too, naked, shivering with fright, and crying like a baby. Red's new relief driver picked me up, and carried me to the safty of his truck, holding me gently, and soothing me with gentle rubs. I could see two other rigs pulled up on the off-ramp, and all the guys were standing around the asshole that had grabbed me, then I was in Red's rig and couldn't see anything more. It seemed like a long time, but really was probably 5 or 6 minutes when Red climbed in, and we pulled out, with the other two following us. The asshole's was still there, but I didn't see him anywhere. Red told me the less I knew about what happend to him the better, but that he would never try anything like that again. He said something about " it looks like hi-jacking that went wrong" and that would be that! I was satisfied with that, and stood up between the seats, giving both guys a big hug. Red's partner introduced himself as Joe, telling me how Red had told him about me, and just as they were pulling into the tank, they saw a blue 'kerchief fly out of the rig pulling out. Red never even hesitated, but pulled around and stayed back to see what was going on. When it pulled off the Intersate so soon, and parked he pulled up where they could see what was going on, and quickly blocked the guy in, calling rigs behind them to box the asshole in. I was so gratefull, I was hugging and kissing both of them, then realised I was naked, and had only the torn clothes they had grabed, to put on. When I said so, Joe grinned, and told me I really didn't need clothes as far as he was concerned: that with my cute butt I could stay that way. Red laughed, and told me we would turn around at the next overpass, and go to my house to get me dressed again, but in the meantime they would enjoy the view. I had calmed down a lot by now, so I smilled, and said I didn't have anything to look at, and that wasn't fair. So, I reached over to Joe's crotch, and pulled down the zipper on his jeans. When I unsnapped the top his hard-on pushed out like a jack-in-the-box, uncut, and smelling MUCH better than the last one I had in my mouth. I, with gratitude, sucked Joe to a great climax. As he shot down my throat, I could only think who might have been doing that before. I almost gagged, not from cum, but from the idea of blowing that asshole that had me so helpless such a short time earlier. Licking him clean, and kissing his warm cockhead, I felt him rubbing my shoulders gently. when he was clean, and relaxed, Red pulled over to the shoulder, and as Joe took the driver seat, Red took me by the hand, leading me into the familier sleeping area, where we quicklt assumed what had became our favorit position: me on my back, legs over Red's shoulders, and his hot prick deep inside my willing, and eager hole. As he pounded deeper, and raised my butt higer, my mouth was able to conect to my other head, and I again sucked my own cock. What a great feeling! As he spasim'd, his back straightend, moving my cock deeper into my own throat. As deep as it had ever been, and for the first time I came into myself. I had tasted my own cum before, of course, but never straight from my own cock slit. Joe had come to an over pass, and swung back toward my home. Red and I kissed, and snuggled until Joe asked for directions to my house, so, reluctently, we moved up to the cab. as soon as we pulled into my driveway, and with Mom at work, I was able to dash in, get new clothes on, and climbed back into the rig. When pulled into the Tank, I got out. Both the guys offered me money, but that I refused! I believe they probably saved my life, 'cause I'm sure that asshole wouldn't have wanted to let me go to the police. ................................................................. If you Like it, or don't, ley me know Jon