Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2015 12:44:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: robert1glynn@yahoo.com
Subject: Truck Punk Part II

TRUCK PUNK
Part II: ON THE ROAD

It was almost unbelievable; there I was, riding in my Father's truck on a
run to California.  My Dad was behind the wheel, dressed in his tight jeans
and a wife-beater tee shirt, and I was beside him, naked and smeared in my
own sperm.  Like I said: unbelievable.

					*******

"Okay, Buddy," Dad said, "let's play another game.  I'll bet I can get your
cock hard again, within five minutes, without either of us touching it,
okay?"

"Come on, Dad, how are you going to get me hard without touching my cock,
especially after I just shot my wad?"  I asked.

"Easy enough Buddy.  First I'm going to take my cock out of my pants."
Saying this Dad unzipped his pants and reached inside and pulled out both
his penis and his balls so I could see them.  His cock was not exactly
hard, but kind of plumped up and wet with leaking pre-cum.  It looked
beautiful and sexy.  "What do you think of it son?"

"Gosh, Dad," I answered, "it's beautiful, and it's huge, you're way bigger
than me.  Can I touch it?"

"Not yet, Buddy, soon though, and if you think it's big now, wait till I'm
hard.  It get's a lot bigger.  You know Buddy, right now I got to take a
piss."  Dad paused and I just kept staring at the cock that had made me.
"Yeah, I got to pee so bad I can almost taste it.  What do you think about
that Buddy?"

I hesitated for a moment or two, and then looking up at my Dad, I said,
"You said a lot of punks drink their trucker's pee, Dad."

"That's right, Buddy.  Most punks go down on their driver, take their man's
cock right in their mouths, and let him piss in them.  They swallow it all,
drinking the entire load of hot piss."

"That sounds so nasty, Daddy," I said.  "Doesn't that make them sick?"

"No, Buddy, a man's piss is sterile, it's safe to drink, and it's really
hot to take a full load of piss from a man's cock.  It's like having him
cum in your mouth, but it goes on for a long time, not just a few seconds
like when your man shoots his sperm in you.  One of the advantages of
having a truck punk is you don't have to pull over to take a piss.  You got
your own toilet sitting in the cab right beside you."

"What about when the punk has to pee, Dad?"

"Well some of the punk boys drink their own pee, too, Buddy.  When you need
to pee, you could just piss in a bottle and then, if you want, you could
drink it right down.  Of course, sometimes I'll want to drink your piss."

I was amazed!  "You'd want to drink my piss, Dad."

"Of course I do Buddy.  I can't think of any thing hotter than taking your
little boy cock in my mouth and having you piss down my throat, well
nothing hotter, except maybe eating your shit."

Wow, if Dad was not only willing to drink my urine, but he also thought it
would be hot to eat my shit, I sure as hell would at least try to drink his
piss.  "You want to pee in my mouth, Dad; I mean now?"

"I don't think there is anything else on earth I'd rather do right now than
piss in your mouth.  When a boy takes a man's urine, he's saying, "I'm
yours.  I'm your toilet.  I'm your sex slave.  I'm your punk."  The thought
of you drinking my piss, and saying that gets me so hot.  I really want to
piss in your mouth Buddy, but only if you really want me to.  Do you want
to be my toilet, Buddy?  Do you want to drink my pee?"

I took a deep breath, and with my eyes locked on my Father's cock, I said,
"Yeah, Dad, I really want to drink your piss, I want to be your toilet from
now on.  I want to be your sex slave, your truck punk."

Dad reached over and ruffled my hair, and said, "I thought that's what you
wanted.  Look at your cock."

Tearing my eyes off my Dad's beautiful penis, I looked at my own cock and
saw I had sprouted wood and was again dripping pre-cum, and this with out
touching myself, and less than five minutes after I had blown my wad.  I
grinned at my Dad, and said, "I guess you won the bet, and now, I want to
drink your piss."

"Then get your fucking mouth down on your Daddy's cock like a good punk and
be my toilet."

I bent over, right there, in my father's truck as we rolled down the
highway, and, putting my face in his lap, I took the head of his penis in
my mouth.  This was the first time I had ever touched a penis other than my
own.

"Okay Buddy," Dad said, "now don't move, or do anything, just keep my cock
in your mouth.  In a few seconds I'm going to feed you a little spurt of
piss.  I want you to swallow it straight down, think you can do that
Buddy?"

I nodded my head; I could hardly believe what was going on.  For the first
time ever, I had a cock in my mouth, and not just some guy's cock, but my
own father's cock.  Suddenly, there was piss in my mouth, not much, hardly
more than a few drops.  Dad had started his flow, and then clamped it off
almost as soon as it began.  I swallowed it.  It tasted good, salty, and
kind of funky, it was all right.  I liked it.

"That's a good little toilet, Buddy; here's some more."  Dad let loose
another burst of his hot piss, which I drank down; again he quickly cut off
the hot flow.  "Okay, Buddy, I'm going to give you more this time, so keep
swallowing."  Now, Dad let go with a steady stream of his hot, tasty urine,
and I found it easy to drink it down.  I knew right then, that I wanted to
be my Dad's punk, my Dad's toilet, from now on.

Dad cut off his piss flow again and asked, "Do you like that, Buddy?  Do
you like drinking you Old Man's piss?"  With my mouth full of my Dad's
cock, I could only nod my head, yes.  "Okay, then here's the rest of it,
take it like a good toilet, Buddy."

Dad cut loose and began to really hose me with a steady stream of his hot
urine.  I drank and I drank, swallowing a belly full of his hot bladder
juice.  Finally the stream came to an end and last few drops leaked out
onto my tongue.  I had done it!  I had become a toilet.  I was a toilet!  I
rose up and grinned, "I'm your punk, Daddy, and I'm your toilet."

Dad grinned back at me, reached down and tugged on my balls, and said, "You
sure are Buddy, and I love you."

 "I love you too, Dad."

					****

We kept rolling down the road, me sitting naked beside my Father, him with
his beautiful cock hanging out of his pants.  Dad had a lot of games for us
to play, he taught me a bunch about how to suck cock, he kept me sucking
his dick, and he kept both of us edging, for a couple of hours.

Then he pointed out a billboard that advertised an adult book and toy store
at the next exit.  He told me he had stopped here lots of times on previous
trips.  As we pulled into the nearly empty parking lot, it was still early
in the day, Dad told me I would have to stay in the truck while he went in
to buy us some toys, and porn, because I wasn't old enough for admission.

It felt kind of weird sitting naked in the truck by myself.  While I was
waiting, a couple of men pulled into the lot driving a pickup truck, and
when they saw me, my bare shoulders clearly visible, they grinned and waved
at me, and I just knew, they knew, I was a naked truck punk.  I felt myself
blush with embarrassment, but it made my dick hard, too.

Dad was gone for quite awhile, when he came back to the truck he was
carrying a couple of large, stuffed full, plastic bags, which he threw into
the truck, while he told me to put on my shoes and shorts, nothing else,
and to come with him.

I did as he said, and as we walked across the parking lot toward the porn
store, he told me the owner had agreed to let me see the inside of the
store.

The owner met us at the door.  He closed and locked the door behind us,
hung a sign in the window that said, "Closed for Lunch," pulled the window
shade and said, looking at me, "So this is the little girl you told me
about."  Behind the owner I saw the two men I had seen in the parking lot,
big men about my Father's age, and a third guy, a young kid, maybe eighteen
or nineteen years old who looked like he had a job on a road crew as a dirt
laborer, skinny, long, kind of greasy, blond hair and a little scruffy and
dirty looking.  "These guys are friends of mine and regular customers,
their cool.  The kid's name is Dwayne this is Carl and Chuck, I'm Jack.

 "Yeah," Dad said, "I'm Tony, and this is my punk Buddy."  .

 "Well, well now that we've performed the social graces, how about we see a
little more of Betty," Jack, the shop owner said?

"Sure, sure," Dad answered, "Buddy, I told these guys all about how you
were my punk, and how hot you were.  They were really interested and asked
me if they could see your pussy, so I want you to get naked, take off your
shoes and shorts, like a good little girl."

I was surprised by what was happening, my Dad was putting me on display for
a group of strange men, showing me off as his sex slave.  I felt myself
blush with embarrassment, shame, and humiliation.  I also felt my dick
spring rock hard.

"Come on, Betty," Jack encouraged me, "show us that sweet little cunt."

I did what they wanted, slipped my shorts down and kicked them, and my
shoes, off, and stood naked and erect, before my Father and these four
strangers.

"Fuck!" one of the men from the pick-up truck said.

"God, he, I mean, she's beautiful," the kid said.

"Come on Betty," the store owner demanded, "show us your pink."

I looked at my Dad, who nodded and said, Come on Betty, Show the nice men
your pretty pussy, Baby.  If you show it off good, maybe one of the nice
men will eat it out for you, Honey."

I slowly turned my back to the men and spread my legs wide.  Bending
forward, I put a hand on each of my butt cheeks and spread my ass crack
wide, revealing my shit hole to this hungry looking pack of wolves.

Again, I heard the young kid speak, "Fuck.  Look at that.  Look at that
cunt."

I looked over my shoulder, and saw the kid staring at my butt hole.  His
mouth was slack, almost drooling, his eyes kind of glazed over, and I saw
his cock was hard and tenting his jeans.

Dad, who was right beside me, put his hand on my ass and began to feel me
up.  "This gentlemen, is virgin pussy.  Never had a cock in it.  Still
cherry.  Oh, sure I've finger fucked this twat till, she was wiggling like
a two dollar whore riding a big paying dick, and I've licked that cunt, and
got my tongue so far up in her I could taste what she had for dinner, but
she's still a virgin."  While he was saying this Dad was running his finger
around my butt hole, my pussy.  He pulled his hand away, stuck his finger
in his mouth, got it wet, and them slid it up inside me, all the way up
inside me.  Dad finger fucked me in front of the men.  I felt so hot.

My Pop looked at the kid, Dwayne, and said, "How about it, Cowboy, you
think you might like to eat out this little girl pussy?"

The kid looked at my Dad with a startled look, and blurted out, "I ain't no
queer."

"Course your not, Cowboy.  It ain't queer to eat out a little girl's pussy.
Is it boys?"

"Hell no," the store owner said, "go for it Dwayne, lick that sweet little
girl pussy.  You ain't going to get another chance like this."

"Yeah kid, get some of that pussy, I'll take sloppy seconds after you."
One of the guys from the pickup truck said.

My Dad pulled out his finger and sidled up to Dwayne till he was right up
against him, and said in his ear, "You know you want to kid, you know you
want a taste of this under-age pussy."  Dad reached down and put his hand
on the hard cock in the boy's jeans.  "This says you want it.  Eat out her
pussy and I'll make her suck your cock."  The boy groaned, and my Dad
started to undo his jeans.  "Let's just get you naked and you can have a
real good time, Cowboy, put on a little show for the boys here.  Eat some
of that fine little girl pussy."

"Get it, Dwayne," Jack said, encouraging the kid, "ain't nobody going to
know you had sex with an underage girl, but us, and we ain't telling no
one."

"Yeah," Carl said, "get some of that pussy, Dwayne.  It will make a man of
you."

"Eat some of that bitches pussy, Dwayne," Chuck chimed in, "It'll be kind
of queer to not eat some of that little girl's cunt."

By this time Dad had the kid's jeans and underwear down below his knees,
and was pulling his tee shirt off.  The boy's cock was big, uncut, hard,
red, and wet, I couldn't tear my eyes off it.  In only a moment the kid was
as naked as me, and Dad was urging him to lay down on his back on the
floor, "You just lay down and she'll sit on your face, you eat her cunt,
and I'll make sure she'll suck you off and swallows' your cum."

Dad got me to stand over the naked boy when he was lying down, with my feet
on either side of his chest, and facing toward his feet.  Then Dad guided
me to slowly squat down on the boys face.  I saw the other men pull their
cocks out of their pants and began to masturbate as they watched the kid
and me.  As I put my shit hole on the kid's mouth I felt his tongue slide
into my anus, into my pussy, I couldn't help but moan.

"That's it Dwayne," I heard the storeowner say.  "Fag out on that little
boy's shit hole.  Get your queer tongue up in him, eat the shit out of that
boy hole."  At this change in how he talked about me, I couldn't help but
notice it was the boy who moaned out loud this time.

My Pop knelt beside me and asked, "How does that boy's tongue feel up your
shit hole, Buddy?"

"Oh, Daddy!  It feels great!"

"Well, push out, like your trying to take a shit in his mouth, and see if
he can get further up your little boy hole."  Again the kid groaned.  I did
as Dad said and, indeed, felt his tongue snake further up my ass.  "Oh,
he's way up in me, Daddy."  I said as I wiggled my ass on the boys face.

"Oh, yeah!"  Dad said, "I bet he can taste your boy shit now."  Another
moan arose from beneath my ass.  "Show him how much you appreciate his
mouth sucking out your boy hole, Son.  Lean forward and suck his cock
Buddy."

I did as instructed, and took the boy's cock in my mouth.  I was amazed by
how strong his cock smelled, musky, animal like, and much more intense than
my Dad's cock, the only other cock I had ever tasted .  I was shocked by
the strong, nasty, taste when I first put the foreskin-covered head of his
cock in my mouth.  I pulled off it and sat back on the boy's face.  I used
my hands to skin back the kid's cock and revealed the head was covered with
some kind of really smelly white stuff.

I heard one of the guys say, "Geez, look at the cock cheese on Dwayne's
meat!"

I looked at my Dad, unsure what it was or what to do.  Dad said, "It's ok,
Buddy, cock cheese is hot, go ahead and eat it."

I went back down on the boy's dirty, smelly cock, ran my tongue around the
cock head, and gathered the strong smelling stuff in my mouth, swirling it
around before swallowing it down.  It was strong and nasty tasting, but my
Dad was right, it was hot stuff.

I heard the same voice as before say, "Jesus fuck, look at the little fag
eatting Dwayne's cock cheese."

As I continued to blow the boy, like my Father had taught me, I felt my
Dad's hand on my hips, and felt him lift me up and off the boy's
tongue-fucking mouth.  "One good turn deserves another," Dad said, "Come
on, Cowboy.  Suck my boy's dick.  You know you want it.  You know you're a
cock sucking fag."  Saying this, with his hands on my hips, Dad moved my
body till he was rubbing my hard boy cock and balls all over the kids face,
and his still protruding tongue.

"Go for it, Dwayne," the store owner said, "suck his cock.  Show us what a
fag you are.  Suck that little boy cock, and we'll get you some real man
cock later.  Suck it, you queer."

Dwayne did as he was told, and again moaning, he took not only my entire
hard boy cock in his mouth, but also, both of my balls as well.  One of the
guys from the pickup truck laughed and said, "I'd sure like to have Dwayne
try that with my cock and balls."

It was so hot having Dwayne mouth and slobber all over my boy parts while
Dad and these strangers watched.  I continued to suck Dwayne's cock, and
felt I was only moments from blowing my wad.  Before I reached that orgasm,
however, Dwayne started bucking and shooting his own load of cock snot.
The first rope of jism blasted in my mouth, but in his orgasmic frenzy, his
cock pulled out of my mouth and blasted spurt after spurt of hot cum on my
face, painting me like the queer slut I was rapidly becoming.

As Dwayne was spraying me with spooge, the other guys, who had been
masturbating, started getting their rocks off, too.  First Jack, then
Chuck, then Carl began shooting sperm, making sure to shoot it all over me
and Dwayne.  Dad had never even taken his cock out of his pants, but I
could see his cock was hard in his jeans.

Dad picked me up in his arms and began kissing me and licking up sperm, off
my face and body.  When Dad set me down, I saw the kid was still laying
naked on the floor, in a kind of stunned daze, his cock still hard and
pumping out the last few drops of his cock snot.

He sat up and reached over to gather his clothes from where they had been
dropped on the floor.  The storeowner, however, bent over and snatched them
up first, and straightening up, said.  "No need to get dressed, Dwayne.
I'll keep your clothes up here."  Then turning to the other two men he
said, "Carl why don't you and Chuck, take Dwayne back into the back, watch
a few movies and help Dwayne get in touch with his inner fag."

"I ain't no queer."  Dwayne mumbled ineffectually, as Carl and Chuck helped
him to his feet.

"Of course your queer, Dwayne.  I just watched you suck an under-aged boy's
cock.  That looked pretty queer to me.  That makes you a cocksucker."

We watched as the two men, one on either side of the sperm drenched kid,
take his arms, and led him through a door in the back of the store.  I
couldn't help but notice that one of the guys had his hand on Dwayne's
naked ass and was poking his butt hole with a finger.

"Fuck," the storeowner said, turning to my Father, "I got to thank you.
That was not only the hottest thing I ever seen, but I've been trying to
figure how to get that kid to come out for nearly a year now.  Not only for
his own sake, but it's always good business to have a fag on his knees at
the glory holes in the back."

Then turning to me he said, "And thank you Buddy.  Thank you for letting me
see you naked, and watch you having sex like that, that was so hot,
especially watching you kiss your Daddy.  It reminded me of my own Daddy,
he used to make out with me and let me suck his cock, too.  You're a lucky
boy to have a Dad like you do.  Now as my gift to you, go check out the
magazines, pick out any ten of them and they're yours free, and pick out a
couple of sex toys as well.  While you do that, I got something for your
Dad, too."

While I walked naked around the porn store looking at everything, I heard
the owner say to my Dad, "Guessing by what you said to Buddy about him
trying to shit in Dwayne's mouth, and how he must be able to taste Buddy's
shit, I figure you must be into toilet sex.  Is that right?"

Dad said, "Your good at figuring things out about people and sex, aren't
you?"

"Most people aren't that hard to figure out.  Well let me give you a thank
you gift, too.  I keep a box of special magazines under the counter,
magazines I can't keep on the shelves.  I want you to help yourself to any
you want, or all of them if you want."  So saying I saw him take a small
cardboard box from behind his counter and saw my Father start looking
through them.

"Fuck!"  I heard my Daddy say, "These are hot."

Meanwhile, I was racing naked around the store looking at all the weird
things there were.  The largest section was magazines with pictures of men
and women fucking and sucking, these were alright, but even better was the
section that had magazines with men and older boys, having sex.  I picked
two magazines that featured very pretty blond boys, and another couple that
featured men about my Dad's age, who had sex slaves about Dwayne's age.  I
found a couple of magazines about spanking that I thought looked cool, and
a magazine called "Liquid Gold" that showed boys peeing on each other, and
drinking piss.  I chose a bondage magazine, about boys being tied up in all
kind of ways.  I found a magazine called "Twinks in Pain" that had all kind
of pictures of boys having their balls, cocks, and ass holes tortured in
different ways, and finally I chose a magazine called "Rim Job" about guys,
licking butt holes.

Looking around the rest of the shop at the sex toys was really cool and
strange.  A lot of things I couldn't figure out, but there were a lot of
rubber and plastic penises, whips, and spanking, and bondage devises,
costumes, all kind of things.  I didn't know how to pick.

The storeowner and Dad came over to where I was.  Dad took the magazines I
was holding, and both men looked at the covers, and said, "Good choices,
Buddy", the store owner said, "what about some toys?  Have you picked out
anything?"

"I don't know, there's too much to choose from, and a lot of it I don't
even know what it is.  I thought maybe a girl's costume, would you like
that, Dad?  Would you help me pick out something you'd like to use on me?"

The storeowner answered first, "I've got some nice sexy girl outfits over
here and I bet a petite small would fit you."  As he led us over to the
clothes section, he said, "Judging by the magazines your boy chose, he
might like a nice cock whip", he reached over and picked up a leather
device, "here is a nice cat o' nine tails, you could use it on his butt,
till it was bright red, or with a lighter touch on his cock and balls, till
he was begging for mercy."

He handed the whip to my Dad, who said to me, "What do you think Buddy, you
think you might like me to spank your ass, or punish your balls, boy."

"Yes sir," I answered, "I think I'd like that, if you'd like to do it to
me."

"Perfect bottom boy answer," the storeowner said, "now here's a nice girls'
outfit."  He took an outfit off the rack, "crotch-less pink panties, lots
of lace and ribbons, a matching training bra, pink fish net stocking, and a
sexy pink garter belt.  Who wouldn't want to fuck a boy dressed in this?
Or here a nice number, a leather girdle, with labial straps, that, on a
boy, would separate and hold open his ass cheeks, comes with a leather
collar, and I'll throw in a cock cage, and wrist and ankle straps.  What do
you think Buddy?"

"I don't know, what do you think, Dad?"

"Well, I like both of them, but the pink panty outfit sounds hot."

"Try it on Buddy," the storeowner urged.

And in no time, right there in the porn shop I went from being a naked boy,
to being a slutty little girl.  The crotch-less panties were cut for a real
girl and on me, exposed my shit hole, my pretty pink pussy, my taint, and
my balls, which hung down in full view, while my little boy cock was
covered by the lacy pink panties.  "Shows off her ovaries and pussy really
nice."  The storeowner said.  I stood in front of a full-length mirror and
spun around in my naughty new outfit and was aware that both my Dad and the
storeowner wanted to fuck me.  "I like this, Dad."

"Then it's yours, Betty."  the store owner said.  "And here I'll throw in
the leather outfit and the cock cage.  Now you guys better get out of here,
I got to get open for business."  He gave my Dad a business card and told
us to call any time we were passing through and maybe we could get
together, and maybe put on sex show."

I wanted to wear my new outfit, so Dad slipped out and brought the truck
right up to the door so I could just hop in without being seen.  While we
were waiting for Dad, the storeowner picked me up, held me in his arms, and
kissed me while he felt up my balls and shit hole.  "You talk to your Daddy
and get him to bring you back here, we could have some real fun, and ask
him to show you the magazines I gave him.  They're really nasty and hot.

Dad sounded the truck horn the man set me down and I ran out to the truck.
The storeowner waved goodbye as we drove off and back on to the freeway.