Date: Mon, 6 Aug 2012 10:10:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Carbone <bustermuscle69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Truckers Boy - Chapter 4

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CHAPTER FOUR


When I woke up , we were already moving.  Johnny was behind the wheel
wearing only a t-shirt and nothing else.  He noticed I was awake and
motioned for me to come sit next to him.  I reached for something to wear.

"Don't worry about your clothes" he said, "We are so far away from anything
that we won't be passing anybody for awhile".  He continued while I climbed
onto the seat.

"Besides, the cab is so high up that nobody's going to see anything from
below anyway."

I sat next to him and noticed his cock was laying on the seat between his
legs.  It went half way to his knees.  He leaned into me and whispered into
my ear, "I gotta take a leak, boy".  He pushed my head down to his lap.  I
smelled his crotch and felt something stir between my legs.  I dragged my
mouth along the top of his shaft before taking the head with my tongue.  He
pushed just the head into my mouth.

"Atta boy,.." He sighed, "don't suck it, just hold the head in your mouth
and don't move."  The piss started to flow.  I drank it as fast as I could.
"Don't fuckin spill it in my cab, boy" he yelled, "I don't want my seat
smelling like piss."  He had an enormous amount of piss and I couldn't keep
up with it.  I knew some was leaking out of my mouth and dripping down
balls onto the seat.  When the flow stopped , he pulled me off his cock to
look at why his balls were wet.

"Nooo, shit kid." He said angrily, "Why are my balls wet?  You got my seat
all wet!"

"I'm sorry sir, but I couldn't swallow fast enough and..."

"Shut up" He yelled, "Now we're going to loose time."  He pulled the truck
over to the side of the road.  "We're going to have to dry the seat, and
teach you a fuckin lesson at the same time."

He pulled me out of the truck.  I was still naked except the sack around my
cock and balls.

"You'll learn that if you screw up and it costs me time... then you pay for
it."  He pulled me over one of the huge wheels of the truck and fastened my
hands to the inner axel.  My feet were just about touching the ground.  He
stretched my legs open, and attached my bent knees to the sides of the
wheel.  Now my feet were dangling in mid air. My face was smashed against
the side of the truck and I couldn't move.

"Sir, I couldn't help it." I pleaded with him.  "The piss was coming too
fast for me to swallow."

"don't matter none, boy. " He said, " You need training on doing exactly as
you're told if you want to be my boy".  He rubbed my exposed ass and slid
his finger up and down my crack.  My cock and balls were hanging down
between my legs and he squeezed and pulled on them while playing with my
asshole.  I actually started to enjoy the feeling when he suddenly slapped
me.

"Aohh!" I yelled, "What are you going to do to me, Johnny?"

"Just going to teach you to understand how to obey orders, that's all."  He
then pushed something into my mouth, and tied it around my head.  "This
will keep you quiet while I teach you a lesson or two".  He hit my ass
again, and again, and again.

I almost started to cry when he stopped and rubbed me for awhile.  It felt
so good compared to the sharp pain from a moment before.  I couldn't
actually see, but I think his face was down close to my hole and he was
smelling me.

Then I felt his tongue.

Yes, he started to lick my asshole while rubbing my bruised cheeks.  I
moaned. I could feel my cock getting hard as he pulled on it while he eat
my hole.  He pushed his tongue into my hole as he tried to scoop out some
of my ass juice.  It was wonderful.

Then, he started slapping my ass again.  It went from beautiful bliss to
miserable pain instantly.  But, for some reason, my cock was still stayed
hard.  In fact, as he hit my ass, my cock got harder.  I knew he would lick
and suck me again, so I ignored the pain and thought about the sexual
pleasure I would soon receive.

The slaps came harder now.  He started to pull and rub my cock and slap my
ass at the same time.  He made it more intense when he rubbed lube into the
nylon pouch covering my cock and balls.  His big hands jerked my cock sack
and spread the slippery stuff all over my cock.  The nylon stretched over
my hard cock as it threatened to break through.  Then he started hitting my
ass harder.  My cock was throbbing and leaking pre cum into the tight nylon
sack while my ass turned beat red from the constant pain of the slaps.

"Ahhhhhh" I cried, "please Sir, no more please".  I was crying now as tears
flowed down my face.  I didn't know what I was feeling.  I loved it and I
hated it at the same time. My emotions took over as I cried uncontrollably.
I tried to move my ass and avoid his constant slaps, but couldn't deny the
pain/pleasure I was feeling.  My cum was now leaking through the sheer
nylon and onto the wheel.

"shut the fuck up boy" he yelled, "this is for your own fuckin good."  He
slapped over and over and over...  Suddenly I felt as though I was moved to
a higher level of pain.  My ass became numb as the pain seemed to decrease.
Big Johnny must have been hitting me harder because the sounds were louder,
but the pain wasn't.  The wonderful feelings in my cock got stronger and I
would soon enter that point of no return.

I started to lift my ass towards his hand.  I wanted to feel my skin
vibrate and sting as he hit me.  My tears continued to flow but I still
craved more from his blistering slaps.

"You like this, eh boy?" He laughed.  "I got myself a new trainee who likes
to get his ass beat."

I was going to cum.  "Thank you" I thought to myself as I lay across the
huge wheel and thought only of my ass.  His beating was actually going to
make me cum.

Suddenly, it stopped.

NO!  My cock wanted to cum.  My cock needed to cum.

I almost started to cry wanting him to hit me again.

Then I felt it.  It must have been his cock at my hole.  It pushed and
pushed and pushed.  I was so used to squeezing that I couldn't relax.

"I been wanting to fuck this boypussy since I first saw you, bitch", he
said.  "Your ass is so pretty and red.  I have to fuck it. Now, let me in
boy."  He slapped my ass again.  That did it. My hole opened and he shoved
it in.

"Awwww" I yelled into my gag.  I struggled against my restraints as I felt
his hips against my blistered ass.  I tried to relax my ass muscles as I
felt completely stuffed with his thick man cock.

"Good boy..." He moaned, "Now it's time to learn your first lesson on how
to take care of Daddy, boy." He started to pull his cock out.  My ass was
squeezing him, trying to hold him in.  "Oh, yeah, ... tight ass..."  He
then pushed it back in again.

"yeah, that's right." Johnny moaned, "You'll learn to take my piss and my
cum."  He pumped my hole as his cock stretched me open.  I was numb as my
face slammed against the side of the truck with each stroke.  His body was
pounding against the tender cheeks of my ass full force.  My cock was on
the verge of cumming without him touching it.  I wanted him to fuck me
harder because I wanted to feel him hit my ass again.

"come on boy, " he said, " you want it... I know you do.  Lift up your ass
and suck my cock into your hole.  Show me you want my cock in there".

I did as I was told.  I lifted my ass against the ropes and tried to relax
so he could fuck me harder.  He did.  The pain was wonderful and I realized
then that I enjoyed it as much as the pleasure I was feeling in my cock.

"You want to cum, don't you boy?"  He said as though he read my mind.  "you
hold your cum, boy and shoot only if I give you permission."  He continued
to fuck me harder and spoke in rhythm with his pumping strokes.  "You
.. cum... only... when ... I ... say... you...

cum.  Do ...you... understand?"  His cock expanded even wider and knew he
was going to shoot into me.

Oh God.

"Yes Sir" I whimpered.

There I was, tied down and sprawled out over the wheel of a Mac truck, with
a big muscular brute pumping his cock in and out of my ass.

"We need to finish your training , boy" He moaned, "Then maybe we'll let
that cock of yours shoot."  He pummeled my hole as he continued to hit my
red ass. "We gotta keep that ass nice and red too"

"Hold on now son, ... here's comes Daddy's milk."  He moaned, "Suck it into
your boy pussy now. Come on boy.  Let me feel you suck me with your
pussy... yeah... oh, yeah, here it comes..."  He jack hammered my ass now.

I wanted to cum so badly now, but knew I couldn't.  I concentrated on his
cock and my pussy so that I would forget about my own cum.  Then I felt it.
Warm liquid filling my ass.  I felt his sperm emptying inside of my hole.

"Good ... boy ...take my ...seed boy.  fuck..." He said as he dumped his
cum in me.

He gave me a kiss on the back of my neck as he slowed his strokes.  He was
finished.  I felt cum leaking out of my asshole as he slowly withdrew the
cock.  It dripped down my legs.  He got off me and pulled some pants on.

"You stay there boy and think about what you did for awhile.  Before he
left, he pulled my cock down between my legs to check if I came.  I was
leaking semen , but did not cum yet.

"Good ...no cum.  At least you can follow some orders" He smiled as he
whacked my sore ass once more and left me alone, still tied with warm cum
dripping down my thighs.


--- End of Chapter 4  ----

Please read my other stories in the Authoritarian section:
"My Uncle's Farm" (Jan.12, 2009),
"Coach's Assistant" (Sept.13, 2009),
and "Military Recruit" (July 10, 2012).


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Tony Carbone Email: bustermuscle69@yahoo.com