Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2000 20:36:03 EDT
From: Nathan Harvey
Subject: Pit Stop by Nathan Harvey

Pit Stop
By Nathan Harvey

It had been great getting away for a day of vacation.  I'd just about reached
my limits of putting up with those ditzy office jockeys at work when I got
the idea of taking a day of vacation.  Spring was breaking out everywhere
and I had that urge to get in my new Sebring, run the top down and get the
hell out of town.  As I began picking up speed on the almost deserted
Highway I thought back to all  those carefree college days when just driving
was a treat.  I had changed as much as the highways had.  Remembering
how the highways were crowded with cars and trucks  and were  graced by
those wonderful rest stops.  It was always open season in those two hole
shithouses  and I  could always get could get a  cock to suck.  God how I
missed those old days before Aids. Every since Barry lover and I had broken
up I was horny all the time I would gladly suck off anything that had pants
and a cock.  It was around the Michigan City bypass that I pulled out around
this big four wheeler that was hogging the road. Waving at him and pulling
around he wasn't two happy about me leaving him in the dust and letting out
a blast of his air horns he gave me the finger.

Laughing and thinking how rude.   From what I could see of him he looked
big ugly and mean, just my type that I would love to go down on. Living
him in the dust I was  really having a ball as I moved down that section of
new concrete.  This new section must be a truckers dream for as great as the
road was there was little civilian traffic on it. Most of the traffic had long
since switched over to the toll  road.  The highway was lined with long
closed abandoned and businesses.  That had simply dried up when the traffic
died.  Lulled into a kind of hypnotic trance by highway and the humming of
my tires I was brought back to reality by a blast of air horns.  Checking my
mirror I saw my trucker barreling down on me.  As he pulled into the
passing lane he let lose another blast of his air horn and laughing damn near
sucked me up his tail pipe as he went around me.

Now it was time to get even and pushing the accelerator to the floor and
began sailing around him.  Giving him the finger I went around him and then
slamming on my breaks forced him to gear down to a crawl..  Laughing like
a fool as I heard him swearing over the grinding of gears I speeded  up
leaving him in the dust.   Thinking that would show the fucker who was boss
I was willing to bet that fucker would never forget me.  It was about an hour
later I had forgotten about the confrontation when I saw this truck moving
up close behind me.  He was running full open and then he pulled  out into
the passing lane he was laughing like hell and let go of the air horn.  He just
didn't give it a blast he kept leaning on it and giving me the finger.  Then he
began forcing me off the road.  Damn his hide I though, then breaking and
pulling onto the shoulder he slowed to a stop.  I didn't know if to back up
and make a run for it or just get out and confront him.

Seeing his cab door swing open and he climbed down and I could see he was
one mean hunky bear.  Striding back to my car I opened my door and then I
realized I was dressed like some damn fairy.  He was in tight jeans and a
shirt torn and open and I was in cutoffs and a tight red T shirt. I was positive
he intended to beat my ass off. As he got closer he had this scowl on his face
and calling out in this gravely voice he asked me if I was just looking for
trouble or just an early death. The closer he got the more frightened I got.
When were standing face to face I could even smell his sweaty body as he
took hold of my shirt. Now I was really scared  telling him I was sorry
promised him money or anything if he would just let me go.  Still holding
me and glaring at me he ask, Anything you say you cocksucker"  Pushing
me to my knees then he said, "suck my did fuckhead."

Looking up at him glaring down at me I reached up pulling on his zipper.
with both hands I worked his hard cock out of his jeans.  Taking his cock
into my mouth then I began working him.  Then pulling off I said this
wasn't the safest place and if he knew somewhere we could go I would
follow him to a safer place.  Pulling me up telling me to give him my wallet
and to follow him.  He said he knew a dinner that had an outdoor privy that
we could use.  I knew I had no choice so handing him my wallet it was all
settled. As he pulled out I tagged behind him like a little puppy dog.  It
wasn't long before he pulled into the parking lot of this dinner.  Looking
over the place it was really a dump. When my trucker got out I followed
behind him.  As he pulled the rickety door open going in it was like a breath
of the forties.

I could still see the remnants of what had been an old dinner. This place was
truly for truckers  Stopping at the register and whispering something to the
big hairy guy he nodded and we began walking back through the so called
kitchen. The guy that was cooking on the grill gave us the eye as we walked
through the kitchen and on outside.  I got the feeling he knew exactly were
we were going and for what reason.  Then  I saw this little outhouse.  The
trucker led went right to the building and pulling the door open went in.
Even from where I was standing  I could smell the stench of urine.  Once
inside I saw  urinals fastened to the wall and pipes leading from them into
what looked like a hole in the floor.  This place was nothing more than an
outhouse with porcelain urinals. I felt like I was in another time zone.
Pulling my cock out I had to take a leak before I wet myself.  There is
nothing better than a good healthy piss and throwing my head back and
closing my eyes letting go.  I was so hot to piss I could smell the hot urine as
it poured from my cock..   Out of the corner of my eye I could see by Bear
standing there facing me, his shirt open and his jeans now down around his
boots.

Standing there he was playing with one big hard cock.  Looking toward the
door he told me not to bother trying to get away I had this little job to finish
first.  Grinning as he stepped out of his jeans and shirt he stood there in all
his ugly naked glory telling me to get naked fast or he would tear my clothes
off of me.  When I didn't move fast enough reached out tearing my shirt off
in one swipe.  Telling me to get out of my cutoffs or he would rip them off
of me.  I was terrified now but I did what he demanded.  Standing there
naked in front of him he then pushed me to my knees saying he had to pee
real bad.  When I felt that hot spray of piss in my face and running down all
over me I tried to shield myself and fend him but he just slapped me saying I
was going to take it and like it. Kneeling there he than began pissing in my
hair. Finally he stopped and pulling back the foreskin he began pumping his
cock into a hard-on.

"Now its time to show you Daddy how sorry you are boy" was the only
thing I heard as he rammed his cock into my mouth.  I smelled him before I
tasted him and the odor of his head cheese made my mind whirl.  It was like
those wild nights at the truck stops when I was in collage. I had me a big
uncut Bear and he was hot.  Licking and sucking his cocks-head clean I
sucked him deep down into my throat.  All he said then was, "Go Fag boy".
He was hot and he wanted it sucked real bad.  Driving me back into the wall
he began raping my mouth.  Struggling and pushing back on his cock I knew
he was hell bent on driving his cock into me up to his balls.  He had what he
wanted now and so did I.  He knew how bad I wanted him and he began
slamming his cock into me and pumping my face like crazy.   Working that
fat cock of his into me it was like a plunger forcing the suction of my body
to pull him /deeper into me with every thrust.

On one deep stroke I could feel the hot cum shooting into my throat as his
belly pushed me against the wall driving his cock  into me. Not content with
just coming once he began again and this time he was going at it real slow
and easy and now I was hotter than hell and raising my hands began
massaging his nuts.  He grunted in approval. I resented this Neanderthal l
pissing on me but I did love that cock of his.  I was really going at it when I
began to realize we weren't alone anymore. The pisser was filling with
truckers and they all were taking out hard cocks.  As I began sucking down
his cum he seemed contented with me then.  Pulling his cock out of my
mouth he then reached down picking up his clothes.  Looking at me and
laughing he said now the other boys wanted a little attention and when I was
with them done I could find my stuff in the restaurant.

Trying to stand I was forced down again by this mob of truckers and a cock
was shoved into my mouth. The more I sucked the more of them  just kept
coming in.  Surrendering to my situation I might as well enjoy this meat
festival.  No sooner would I get one of them off then I would have another
cock waiting.  I was beginning to wonder where in the hell they were all
coming from and I though that son of a bitch must have advertised all over
the CB radio about him bringing me here to suck him off.  It was when this
big black bruiser came in and stripping came over at me.  He was so big and
mean looking the others just let him push through.  When I opened my
mouth to  suck him off he pushed my face away.  In a low hush voice he told
me he was going to fuck my ass.

Spitting on his hand then and moisten his cockshead and holding me down
on my hands and knees as he mounted me like a bitch. He knew his business
fucking men as he ground and twisted and pushed his cock until finally he
was buried deep up my ass.  The crowd of truckers continued to grow even
larger he was fucking me.  Now one of the trucker stepped around telling the
black buck it was a shame to waste a good fagot's mouth and rammed his
cock into my mouth. I was dazed and numb as the two of them began
working me like a machine.  From that time on I was now taking them two
at a time.  I began loosing all sense of time.  All I knew was I had to keep
sucking and fucking.  Finally  the room began clearing out.  Finishing the
last two truckers I watached them leave.

Trying to stand I looked around for my clothes and remember the trucker
had told me my stuff would be in the restaurant.   Staggering into the
restaurant naked in a daze I was met by the casher.  Looking at me and
smiling he said I made a lot of his customers happy today business had never
been better.  Then pulling me behind the counter he said he and cook wanted
a fuck before I left.  Getting on all fours they both fucked me.  Then
reaching down and helping me up he told me my clothes were hanging in the
washroom if I wanted to clean up. Dazed I asked what that place was in back
then if he had an inside washroom.  Laughing he told me it for the truckers
and fagots like me. All the boys get on the CB to the other truckers when
one of you fagots come in here. Going into the washroom then I found a
shower and my clothes.  Cleaning up and dressing I even found my wallet
shoved in the front pocked of my jeans.

Coming out of the washroom he told me his name was Walter and asked me
if I wanted a cup of coffee before I left.  Looking up at him I told him I
could sure use another cock to suck before I left.  Calling over the big
Mexican guy that was mopping the floor  he ask him if he wanted to get his
nuts off.  Dropping his whites he produced a beautiful hooded cock.
Sucking it into my mouth I savored the rich flavor of his head cheese.  He
was all man and when he came it was hot and salty and wonderful.  Now I
was ready to leave.  Pulling on the door I turned and asked if he had any
objections if I came back next Wednesday on my day off.  Grinning Walter
told me he would pass the word and I would have all the cock I could handle
next week.  On that drive back I began to think that nowadays it is even
better than the old days.

All week I worked like a dog trying to get everything done.  Finally
Wednesday, my day off I was up at dawn to drive to my little truck stop. I
wasn't surprised that it was open. Parking and pushing the door open Walter
broke out into a big grin saying he would fix me some breakfast.  Laughing I
said I wanted a tube steak.  Telling me to leave my clothes in the washroom
he had left a robe for me to change into.  Stripping and slipping on the robe I
walked through the restaurant  and as I pushed the back door open I could
hear Walter announcing to the room full of truckers that the back room was
open for service.  As I turned to go into the outhouse I froze when I saw this
cop coming after me.  Damn busted and not one cock.  As he came toward
me he began undoing is pants saying he just needed a little service. As he
stepped in to the relic of the outhouse I let my robe drop and sank to my
knees.  It was the beginning of a very good day