Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2008 15:16:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: JB Truck Service 7

JB Truck Service 7

By Gruntraq - Comments welcome gruntraq@yahoo.com


Jonny had let out a sneering laugh and said, "Good! Well you better get
back upstairs before they think you're off sucking cock somewhere rookie. I
gotta go have a smoke". I made my way back out of the dark back recesses of
the basement and headed for the employee restroom. I had to jack off so
bad!

A little later in the day my cell phone vibrated. I didn't recognize the
number but picked up and answered anyway. "Hey it's Chet, from the other
day. Remember me?" It was the sexy trucker that fucked my brains out in the
van. "Yeah, I remember!", I replied. "What's up man?" I could hear the
background noise of his rig rolling down the road. "Hey I am coming through
town later tonight and wanted to see if you wanted to hook up again". I
thought about it and more than wanted to get with the stud redneck again.

"Sure man", I said excitedly. "Where and when?" He said he was going to be
stopping at the "Flying J" truck-stop on the west side of town for fuel and
to layover for a while. "I have to get off the road for a while and rest",
he said. "I can only drive so many hours. I wouldn't mind buying you some
dinner and laying over with you in my truck for a while". Sounded good to
me, a fuck and a meal. I agreed and we worked out the details. The
truck-stop was only about 2 miles from the shop and I would head over there
after work.

I got out of the shop about 6:00 o'clock. James and Ted had invited me over
to hang out and play, but I told them I had other plans. I was excited to
see Chet again, and visualized him. His mid 30's cowboy build, medium brown
hair, trimmed beard and mustache, worked together in a way that made me so
turned on. I could not wait to see his handsome mug curling up and
contorting in pleasure as he pumped his load into me.  I got to the Flying
J a bit early and parked on the side of the restaurant to wait in my
car. As I sat there, I marveled at the steady stream of hot trucker meat
that passed by in and out of the store and restaurant.

About 20 minutes later my phone vibrated and I picked up. "Hey",  Chet
said. "I'm here, where are ya?" I told him where I was parked and he said
he would be up to see me. A couple of minutes later he walked up from the
back lot where all the trucks were parked, idling in the evening air. It
was just starting to get dark but I could still see his 6 foot frame, built
upper torso and cowboy walk. I got out of my car and we shook hands. He
looked around quickly to see if anyone was in earshot and said, "You want
to come to my truck now?" I nodded affirmative and we headed off into the
dusk toward the sea of trucks.

We came up to his rig and he unlocked the doors with a key fob. Looking
around again he said, "Get in on the passenger side". We both stepped up
and got into the cab and sat down. The engine was idling and the AC was
on. It was warm night and it made it nice and cool inside. "It's good to
see you again. Thanks for coming out". He said. "Thanks for calling, I was
hoping your would". I replied. He smiled and said, "Come on back I show you
my home on wheels."

We were able to step back into what was the lap of luxury on wheels. He had
a full 96" sleeper unit with a bed, a small toilet/shower room, and a
mini-kitchenette. I was impressed to say the least. He gave me the quick
tour and then pointed the built-in TV hanging overhead. "Want to watch a
porn movie?" he asked. I smiled at the cowboy stud and said yes. He hit
play and to my surprise, a Raging Stallion flick came on. Damn! This guy
had good taste. We just stood there for a minute or two as the movie
started through the opening credits and star vignets.

Setting the mood, we just sort of started playing with each other as we
stood there and started kissing as our hands roved each other's manhood. As
our passion play took depth he reached over and pulled the cab curtain shut
and started undoing my pants. To my surprise, he dug into my meat and
started getting his hands all over it. As I struggled to kiss and keep up,
he knelt to the floor and started mouthing my cock. I was not expecting him
to take this direction, but it was welcome. He started licking and sucking
my meat passionately and intensely so much that I fell back on the bed. He
was into it and knew what he was doing.

He pulled my pants the rest of the way off as he hungered on my fuck stick,
going back and forth from sucking on my balls to licking my shaft. "Man
Chet!, I was not expecting this". He stood up and pulled off his shirt
hastily, throwing it too the floor. He then unbuttoned his 501's and let
his meat spring into the air. I leaned forward and took his sweaty ripe
cock into my mouth and reciprocated as he moaned and humped at my face. I
pulled away and finished shucking his boots and got his pants off.

We laid together on the bed and kissed and tongued passionately together in
his mess of musky smelling blankets. I could smell his body odor in the
linens as our arms wrapped around each other, our bodies rubbing back and
forth and our cocks shocking each other with their energy. Getting wet at
the tips, he whispered in my ear and said, "Will you fuck me?" I didn't nee
an invitation from this butch stud. I was a good bottom man, but I can top
too. I could not wait to fuck this cowboy trucker for all he was worth,
make him squeal and grunt. "You got some lube?" I asked.

He reached in the corner of the bed mattress and pulled a tube of slick
stuff out from under a pillow and handed it to me. Laying on his back, he
pulled his legs up over his chest, showing me his flower. I squirted some
lube on my hands and slicked up my cock. I squirted some more on my hands
and explored his tight little pucker. Starting with one of my fingers I
probed his warm velvety hole. His head rocked back and his jaw dropped
open. His square face and beard looked so hot as he let out a moan of
pleasure. "Yeah, fuck my hole".

I pushed in between his legs and began sliding my 7" meat into the man. Not
getting much resistance, I slid in all the way and pulled back, slid in
slowly again. He rolled his head around and shut his eyes some while
moaning softly, "Ohh fuck, yeah. Come on, fuck me". Bracing myself, I got
to thrusting on him pretty good. It was so hot watching his beautiful face
crooning and cooing as I slammed him. I never lasted long on top, cum in
less than 3-5 minutes, so I was savoring it. Arching his back, he wrapped
his legs around my ass and pulled me in tighter. "Oh, fuck me! Yeah,
harder".

I did my best as he sucked me in and breathed hard. Looking at me and
smiling with a sexy look he reached up and pulled me to him face to face as
I fucked him. We kissed wet and sloppy as I increased my rhythm, getting
ready to cum. "Yeah, yeah, gonna blow!" I warned. He tightened his grip
around my ass with his calves as I squirted the cowboy trucker stud with my
juice. I then fell on his chest and we laid there and kissed for a while as
my dick shrunk and eventually slid from his sloppy shit hole.

After that I proceeded to suck his cock some more to completion and
swallowed up his seed with pleasure. We spend the next half hour laying
together in the sleeper of his idling rig just cuddling and kissing. We
were in a strange trance of comfortable silence together. Sharing a passion
that was above just sucking and fucking, something that was quiet, tender
and vulnerable.

We finally got dressed and went into the restaurant to have dinner. We
talked a lot about ourselves and got a good friendship started. He was
married as it turned out, but in the middle of getting a divorce. Being on
the road all the time had taken its toll. Moreover he had taking a liking
to sex with men in the past month or so, and experimenting with his new
passion. He was 37, technically old enough to be my father, but much
younger than his age in looks. While there was a great divide, we found
common ground.

We hit the truck and made love again, he took me down this time and showed
me his tucker`s might once more. Time has passed by, he had to get going.
As we laid together naked in his idling bed he said, "I'll be back next
week. Can I call you?", I kissed him and said, "You better".

To be continued.