From bicheektowaga@juno.com Fri Jul 19 14:39:06 2002
Date: Fri, 19 Jul 2002 18:30:23 GMT
Subject: Toll Tales

Warning: The usual disclaimer, if this offends you ... don't read it.  This
really happened to me a few years ago and I thought I could share it with
you.

It was back a few years back when I was between jobs and decided to take a
job as a Toll Collector for the New York State Thruway.  This was the job
of the century especially when you were able to get a night shift in a
small station.

Let me tell you about myself I am a bi male (5'7 160lbs) with a decent
build with a nice package.  At least that is what I am told.  My exploits
started like many of us with a close neighbor and continued through
college.

Anyhow, I was working the graveyard shift on the tolls and it was about
3:00am on a hot sticky night.  Working alone your best friend is a small
radio and a when you can smuggle it in a small TV.  Traffic was beyond the
word dead especially at that time.  If you get a car every 20 minutes it
considered a busy night.  Sitting there listening to the radio and looking
out the window, noticed a car in the distance start to come up the onramp.
Then it stopped about 50 feet before the booth.  I noticed the driver
searching the car franticly.  My first thought is he can't find his wallet.
After what seemed like 5 minutes he slowly crept up to my window.  The guy
behind the wheel was something out of my dream.  He was about 6'1, and
muscular with sandy brown hair and piercing blue eyes.  Since it was
ungodly humid.  He was shirtless with a pair on black mesh running shorts
on.  His chest was chiseled and he was equipped with the best 6 pack abs I
have ever seen.  From the bulge in those shorts I can see he has something
to really offer.  As he pulled up to my booth he leans out the window and
said "Dude, I lost my wallet and I have no money."

Since the thruway, has strick rules on this, I informed him that I would
have to call the State Troopers down to have them verify who he is and to
take a report for not paying the toll.

This guy became really upset (almost to the point of tears) and proceeded
to tell me he lost his license for having a million parking tickets that he
never paid.  If the troopers would run his name he would be thrown in jail.
He proceeded to almost bolt when I told him if he left I would get his
plate and then have to report him to the sheriff. Now this guy started
pleading with me saying he would do anything for me not to get the police
involved.  I thought to myself ....Anything.

Looking at this extremely hot buff guy just about in tears made me so
horny.  I could feel my cock start to stir in my shorts.  The bulge must
have been noticeable because I kept seeing his eyes shift from direct
contact with me to my crotch.  Leaning out the toll booth door with my arms
folded.  I could fee his eyes burning a hole in my crotch.  That is when I
became brave and said "can you take care of this for me" and I began
rubbing my now hardening prick.  This guy started licking his lips and
looking nervously at me.  He agreed and I told him to pull around back of
the toll station and come back here.  This obedient offender quickly
obliged to my command.  He parked his car and I watch him return to the
toll both... His body as it came into light was even more spectacular
than you can imagine.  He had zero body fat and was well defined.  Based on
the bulge in his pants he was more than willing to participate in this
collection process.

As he walked into my booth, he walked up to me and started to kiss me
gently on the lips and pull me closer to him.  I could feel his hardening
crotch press against mine.  He smelled even hotter.  As he kissed me I
wrapped my hands around him and started feeling that hard tight ass.  We
broke off one of the best kisses I ever had with any one and he started
licking my neck and slowly unbuttoning my shirt.  Starting at my neck he
slowly licked till he reached my nipples.  Taking each nipple in to his
mouth he slowly sucked and bit them tenderly. He began to open my fly and
unzip my shorts, I now rock hard cock flopped out and the shorts fell to
the floor.

His has were like velvet up my now bare ass.  I could feel him start to
probe as he played with my butt.  He gingerly found my rose bud sphincter
and started to slowly play with it.  I could feel my ass begin to relax and
open up to his gentle touches.  Then as he is licking my abs I could feel
one of his fingers gently be inserted into my now relaxed hole.  He began
to finger fuck me slowly as he started to take my hard 7 inch cock into his
watering mouth.  The combination of finger fucking and sucking made me
extremely week in the knees.  Seeing this hot guy take my full prick into
his throat nearly sent me over the edge.  I had to have him... I had to
have his hot prick in my mouth.  I slowly pulled him off my prick and stood
him back up hand began to take his shorts down, when the most magnificent
piece of meat flopped out into my hands.  It had to be at least 9 inches
and enormously thick.  I strained my jaw to rap it around his dripping
member and slowly began to swallow it.  I felt my throat ease as I took it.
He began to slowly rock his hips.  Becoming more rhythmic he began to fuck
my face sure and steady.  I was in total heaven.  He breathing became
really heavy and the told me how good it felt.  All I knew is that I had to
have him now and I withdrew from his cock.  I wanted that prick up my ass
and now.  He bent me over the stool and got back on his knees.  I felt his
hot breath on my ass and he began to give me the most intense rimming of my
life.  He must have sensed that I was ready.  That is when he stood up and
entered me with one good plunge.  I could feel him in my throat he was so
large.  He waited until my body relaxed and began a slow and full length
pump on my ass.  With each lunge he kept hitting my prostrate which sent me
reeling.  As his motion intensified I sensed he was about to blow and thank
god because I was really losing control.  We both came with such intensity
that I could feel my bowl fill to capacity with is spunk.  Mine went flying
on the walls and floor.  We collapsed to the floor in a heaving mass.  We
laid there for a few minutes when I told him his toll has been satisfied
and he could now pass.

We laughed and kissed.  It was the most amazing night of my life.

We became real good friends and have a steady relationship even though we
both are now married.  Whoever said working at a toll booth must suck does
not have a clue on the whole picture.

Let me know what you think feedback welcomed
bicheektowaga@juno.com