Message-ID: <095302Z06111994@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an124193@anon.penet.fi (So?) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an124193@anon.penet.fi Date: Sun, 6 Nov 1994 09:51:20 UTC Subject: Trucker's Hiker -- a CARDGAME story (m/m) Lines: 148 THE TRUCKER'S HITCHHIKER by Shane Troy (bear/cub, oral, anal, trucker slang) Another story from the CARDGAME series USUAL WARNINGS: If you don't like this stuff, don't read it; if you are under 18, you must have a note from your mommy. I was going through the weigh station outside of Knoxville, Tennessee one night, when another driver got on the horn, looking for a south- bound. He had a hiker heading to New Orleans, and he was going to Denver. I was going to Jackson, and agreed to take the hiker that far. We stopped and he got in my truck. Brown curly hair swept across his face, and his body was firm and compact. He was 18 years old and this had been his first time away from home. He was anxious to get home, and I was anxious to drop my load. I was pushing hard when he said he needed a piss stop. Told him no way, and handed him the Gatorade bottle I keep behind my seat. "What's this for?" "Whip it out, jam it in the bottleneck, and cut loose." "You're kidding." "Nope. Either that or stick it out the window." He opened his zipper, dug around inside, and proceeded to UNROLL his cock. Even in the dim light from the dashboard, I could see one helluva long piece of meat, thick with pulsing veins. He stuck it in the bottle, filled it once, drained it, and filled it again. I had a hard time keeping the truck on the road--I couldn't take my eyes off his cut cocktool. I learned that he had no girlfriend, liked riding around on trucks, and would like to ride around more often. "You could get into trouble." "How?" "What if he wanted you to, say, perform sexually for him?" Kevin shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I guess I could let him suck me off." I stopped just south of Birmingham to grab a sandwich. As we got back in the truck I thought, now's my chance. "Kevin, how would you like your first blowjob." He looked startled. "I-I don't know," he stammered. "Get back in that sleeper and get your pants down." He climbed into the sleeper, and I heard the clinking of his belt buckle. I lifted the sleeper curtain. Peering into the darkness of the cabin, I saw that while he had pushed his pants down to his ankles, his underwear was still in place, his shirt was not pulled up, and he had an arm across his eyes. His body trembled slightly. While his underwear encased his gorgeous piece of meat, I could see no "interest." I clambered in. Kevin lifted his arm and looked at me. "You ain't gonna hurt me?" I smiled. "Not a bit." He covered his eyes again and sighed. I pulled up his shirt, exposing his chest and abdomen. My tongue started making trails up toward his nipples when his other hand stopped me. "You wanna do it, fine. But that's all you do." "OK." I said. My tongue traced his cock through his underwear, gently slobbering around the tip. With my teeth I tugged his underwear down, slowly freeing his cock, which fell on his belly. I gobbled it into my mouth, and a soft moan escaped Kevin's lips. Quickly his tool stiffened to steel, filling my mouth and edging its way down my throat. His balls, swollen heavy with anticipation, pulled up tight. I started piston-- sucking his tool, my tongue dancing wildly around the head and along the underside. Kevin squirmed and moaned again. He pushed my head down deep into his crotch, his dickhead now exploring my throat. His soft pubic hairs tickled my nose and lips, while his tool throbbed and swelled. Without warning, Kevin screamed, and I lunged as deep as I could, as his boy/manmeat blasted stream after stream of hot jism down my throat. He shook wildly, and I hung on tight, wanting every last drop of his sweet juice. Drained, his body went limp on the bed, but I did not let go. His tool softened slightly, and as it did, I wiggled my tongue along the base of his cock and across his balls. He whimpered. "What are you doing?" he asked. Without letting go, my tongue started gently massaging his cock to another erection. At the same time I pushed his underwear down to his ankles, and unbuttoned his shirt. "What are you doing?" I giggled, and undid my pants while he hardened again in my mouth. Grabbing the base of his tool with my hand, I came up for air. "that first one was too easy." I said. "Just relax and enjoy round two." He lifted his head. "You ain't gonna do anything weird, are you?" "I already have. But now that you know how good it is, get your clothes off, and let's both really enjoy it!" Kevin agreed, and I gobbled his dick back into my mouth while he wriggled out of his shirt and kicked his pants and underwear off. I sucked him a few times, and then came away. "Hey!" he yelped. "Grab it!" I said sternly. Kevin grabbed his cock and started pumping it while my tongue explored his ballsac. I flicked his balls lightly, and then drew them in, first one, then both. Kevin moaned and pumped harder. My hands roamed everywhere: his chest, his nipples, his knees, his flank. Kevin squirmed and whispered "Play with my nipples. Oooohhhhh, that feels so good!" Still sucking his balls, I played with first one nipple, then the other, and he whimpered with pleasure. When he started getting close, I pulled away from his chest, let his balls slide out of my mouth, and sat up. Three more jerks, and Kevin screamed as the first shot went over his head and hit the wall. Two more followed. Kevin's body spasmed and a scream erupted from his throat as he spent himself for the second time. He fell back panting. My own meat was now rock hard and begging for release. While Kevin still enjoyed the euphoria of orgasm, I quickly got my pants off. I pumped my cock a few times, and Kevin opened his eyes. "That was incredible!" he whispered. "It ain't over yet." I whispered back, taking him into my mouth again. He groaned. "I don't know..." he started, but his cock was already hardening again. When it was fully hard again, I slobbered over it excessively, then pulled off, holding it with my hand. Moving quickly, I swung over him, sat down, and rammed it up my ass. "Huh?" he grunted. I sat down as hard as I could, and felt his beefy tubesteak ram deep inside of me. I bounced once, then again. "What the-!" he gasped. "Shut up and fuck me!" I shouted, raising up slightly. He got the hint, and started banging my buns with full force. Each thrust plowed deeper into my begging butt. It wasn't long before I felt his cock swell again. Kevin started thrashing wildly, planting his cock deep into me and screaming at the top of his lungs. I felt a warm glow where he shot his third load deep into me. "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!" he screamed. At that moment my own cock exploded, and sent streams of white puddles across his chest. Kevin literally passed out. I lay down on top of him, smearing my cum over both our chests, spent. Shortly after, I cleaned us both up, and left him sleeping while I drove the rest of the way into Jackson. At the truckstop I woke him up, bought him lunch, and helped him get a ride on in to New Orleans. Not a word was said about what happened, but I could tell from his minor limp and his shadowy grin that he had indeed enjoyed himself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. 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