Date: Thu, 5 Apr 2012 05:59:55 -0700 From: Mark James <mjliterary45@gmail.com> Subject: Trucker 2 by Mark James Trucker 2 By Mark James About an hour later I started wondered what it would be like to fuck his ass. Just the sight of his long, lean muscular body naked would give me a hard on. He had such a cute muscular ass and I would love to rim him and then slowly slide my dick in his ass as he moaned and asked for me to `fuck his ass." I had to reach down and adjust my package because my imaginings had caused me to get an erection. Now I had this long bulge in my pants. I wasn't paying attention and the rig swerved and I had to pay attention to get it back under control. Brett woke up. "What's going on? What happened?" "I just lost my concentration and the rig swerved. It's OK. Sorry I woke you up." My hard-on hadn't gone away and I had to reach down and adjust my cock again. He looked at my crotch and said, "Yeah I see why you lost your concentration," and then smiled that goddamn smile of his at me again." I melted inside. He leaned over and slid his hand between my legs and stroked the bulge in my pants. "You want me to do something about that. We wouldn't want you to loose your concentration again." "Fuck yeah man." He unbuttoned my shirt, undid my pants and freed my cock. After a little fancy butt shuffling I worked my jeans down to mid thigh and my cock was ready for servicing. He leaned over, laid his head on my stomach and stroked my cock with his hand while he licked the pre-cum off the head of my cock with the tip of his tongue. That was really erotic. After awhile he lowered his head and sucked up and down on the head of my cock. "Oh Jesus Christ, Brett." "You like that" "Fucking yes, man." He went down and enveloped the whole length of my shaft in his mouth and started a slow up and down deep throat action. He took my balls in his hand and fondled them. I wiggled on the seat. My dick and my balls felt really good. I could feel the juices flowing up from my balls through my cock. I bucked my hips as much as I could, considering the position I was in. "Oh Shit." Brett let go of my cock, turned his head and started kissing my stomach. "Why did you stop? I was about to come." "You will," he said as he worked his lips up to my chest and sucked on my nipples. He worked his way back down my stomach and continued his deep throat action on my cock. He did this routine 3 more times. I was gasping, twitching and wiggling. "Brett, please finish it or I am going to have a wreck." So next time I got close he just kept on sucking on my cock and finally I yelled, "Fuck" and let loose my load. He swallowed my cum and sucked on me until my cock withered down to nothing and then sat up in his seat. "Jesus man, thanks." He undid his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles and then jacked on his cock. "Fuck guy, don't waste that; wait." I pulled off at the next exit and found a wide spot on the side of the road. I was on his cock in an instant. We were too exposed for finesse. I fondled his balls as I went up and down on his cock. He bucked his hips up and down and met me halfway with each stroke. I felt his legs muscles tense and his ball sac shrink up. I increased the pressure of my lips on his shaft and sucked more rapidly. The next time I deep throated his cock my throat was filled with cum. He pushed down on the back oh my head and rammed his cock down my throat as far as he could get it as he continued to come. "Awghhhhhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, take it man, eat me, oh yeah" He stayed harder longer than I had and I kept sucking his cock until finally I felt it soften and then I sat up, started up, and drove off and found my way back to the interstate. He had pulled up his jeans and refastened them. He smiled at me and I smiled at him. Traffic got fierce and I had to concentrate on driving. Brett dozed again. Around 6:00 P. M., I pulled into a truck stop for the night. I got settled in the right place, got the air conditioning and power hooked up and we got out and stretched. "I've got to go to the office and open my account. We can clean up and go to dinner. You know where the shower is, I'll be back in a few minutes." When I got back, he was just drying off. God damn he was beautiful. I could feel my cock getting hard. I stripped and went to the shower. When I came out he was sitting on the edge of the bed, still naked. I was still drying off but I could feel my dick growing on size as I looked at him. "I thought you would be dressed so we could go to dinner." "Your cock doesn't look like it wants to go to dinner." I sat down next to him. "My cock doesn't determine what I do. Well not much anyway. I know you felt that you owed me something for the ride, but you don't have to keep having sex with me. I'm not going to leave you beside the road." "Do you like to cuddle?" "I've never done much of that. But I would love to cuddle with you. Is that what you want to do? He laid his head against my shoulder and said, "Yeah, I'd like that. Can I finish drying you off? He laughed and said, "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, we can worry about getting you off later." I stood up and he dried me off. It didn't matter that I was already almost dry. When he was finished with his highly sensual towel massage and I had done the same for him, both of us had extremely hard erections and were leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. "Fuck Brett, I though cuddling was supposed to not be sexual. Look at us; we are both about to shoot our loads just from touch." "Yeah, wasn't that fun?" he said and smiled at me. I couldn't resist. I leaned toward him and he met me half way and we were in a torrid French kiss. He wrapped his arms around me, then jumped up and wrapped his legs around me as we passionately kissed. We fell backward on the bed. He ended up straddling me with my erect poking in the crack of his ass. Again I couldn't resist, I bucked my hips up and down and my cock slid up and down the crack of his ass. We never broke the kiss until we came up for air 5 minutes later. He reached back and stroked my cock. "Oh shit, if you keep doing that I'm gonna cum." "You want to fuck me don't you?" "Yeah, but I get the feeling you don't want to." "We'll see," he said as the turned around, assumed a 69 position, took my cock in his mouth and sucked on it. I pulled his cock in my mouth and he moved his hips back and forth fucking me in the mouth as he sucked my dick. I had my chance to caress his body and took it, letting my hands roam over his body and I loved the feel of his silky male skin and the play of his muscles working as he brought us both to orgasm. You would think we could last a little longer but we had excited other so much that we were primed to blow our loads and we did without much effort on anybody's part. After we both finished coming, Brett, reversed position, lay beside me with his head on my chest and caressed me. I caressed his back and ass and said, "Weren't we supposed to cuddle first and have sex later." `Yeah, I know, nobody's perfect." We did cuddle then. We explored each other's body with our hands and lips. In about 15 minutes we said, almost simultaneously, "I've gotta pee." That set us off laughing for about 10 minutes before we went back to the shower to clean up. Then we went to dinner. ____________________________________________________________