Date: Mon, 3 Aug 2015 20:45:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: Robert Condry <robert1glynn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Truck Punk  part IV

Thanks to everyone who has written me with encouragement and kind words.
This story continues with the themes of incest, man/boy sex, raunch and I
hope you all enjoy it.  I love the thought of all of you masturbating to my
stories.  I love hearing from perverts and you can reach me at
robert1glynn@yahoo.com.


TRUCK PUNK IV
By Robert Glynn


Back in the truck, rolling on down the road, Dad said he wanted me naked,
not dressed in my panties and bra, butt naked, like a little queer boy
ought to be.  Naked, except for my leather slave collar, my silver cock
ring, and of course, the butt plug, still up my ass.

Dad put me on my hands and knees, my face down on the seat, my ass up high
and aimed toward him.  My shit cunt available for his use, any way he
wanted to use it, and I wanted him to use me.

The first thing he did was to pull the plug out of me.  The cab was
immediately filled with the potent smell of my shit.  "Hell, boy you got
this all dirty.  Look at this."  I turned my head, looked over my shoulder,
and saw Dad holding the plug up for me to see it was, indeed, smeared
brown, with my shit.  "What do you think we should do with this, Buddy?"

I looked at the plug, and then looked at my Father, "You want me to clean
it with my mouth, Dad?"

"Yeah, Buddy, that's just what you should do.  That would be hot."

I turned around, took the butt plug out of his hand, and brought it close
to my face.

"Smell it, Buddy.  Tell me what it smells like."  Dad said.

I knew what Dad wanted.  He wanted a show.  I made a performance out of
waving the shit smeared butt plug under my nose and loudly snorting and
smelling my shit.  "Oh fuck, Daddy, it smells like shit.  It smells like
fresh, hot turd straight from my boy hole.  It smells so nasty, so filthy,
Daddy.  Are you going to make me eat my own shit?  Do you want to see your
little boy, your very own son, lick the smeared shit off the butt plug you
shoved up my rectum?  Are you going to make me swallow my own shit, Daddy?"

"Yes, you little faggot, I'm going to make you eat your own feces.  I want
you to show me what a queer, slut-boy, you are.  Eat your own shit for your
Daddy, show me what a turd eating, homo-whore your are"

Our dirty talk turned me on, just like it was turning my Father on, and I
wanted to prove to my dirty Daddy, that I was everything he had said about
me, and more, prove I was his shit-eating, queer, toilet.

I brought the shitty butt plug to my lips and kissed it.  I used it like a
lipstick, and painted my cock-sucking lips with brown turd.  I turned
toward my Daddy and blew him a filthy, fecal kiss.

"You like the smell, bitch boy?"  Daddy asked.  When I nodded yes, he said,
"Put some of that shit up your nose."

God, my Father was nasty, and I was determined to prove I could be just as
nasty.  I took my index finger and gathered a gob of my shit from the butt
plug, and pushed it up my nostril, and then repeated the process with my
other nostril.  Fuck, my entire world smelled like my rectum.  I was
breathing shit.

"God dam, you're a dirty boy, a fucking, filthy, bitch boy."  Daddy said.
"Now eat your shit, cunt boy, lick that butt plug clean.

I did as Dad demanded, and ate my own shit.  In short order, the butt plug
was just as clean, as my mouth was filthy.

"I like you, like that," Dad said, "wearing shit lipstick, with shit up
your nose.  I'm going to have to show you off to some of my trucker
friends, like that.  Would you like that?  Would you like showing some
truckers what a shit slut your are?"

"Yes, Daddy, show me off to your nasty friends.  Make me eat my shit for
them.  Make me eat their shit, if you want me to.  I'll do what ever you
want, any thing you want, no matter how nasty it is.  Make me be a boy
whore."

Dad told me that he was going to bust my cherry tonight, and that he wanted
to stretch, and open, my boy pussy.  For the next hour, or two, Dad worked
on my boy cunt.  He finger fucked me, and then made me clean his fingers
with my mouth.  He fucked my cunt with the small dildo, and then made me
clean the dildo with my mouth.  He fucked me with the larger dildo, and
them had me lick my shit off that, too.

After a long time of playing Dad sad, "That ought to do it, Buddy, your
shit cunt is loose enough to be able to take my horse cock tonight.  Let's
give your cunt a rest and start edging both of us for a while, so were
ready for our honeymoon, so I'm ready to breed you, so your ready to have
my baby."

                                    ****************

We continue rolling on down the road, and Dad told me to pick another of
the kinky magazine from the box the porn shop owner had given him.

I chose a magazine titled "Bukake Boy - Extreme."  Dad told me that a
Bukake Boy was a boy who sexually serviced a group of guys, sucking them
off, letting them fuck him, and then letting them shoot their cum all over
his face.  The Bukake boy in our magazine was named Aaron, a skinny, sexy
looking boy, who's body was totally shaved, and who had a rather small, but
always hard, cock.

The other boys, there were eight of them, were horny, naked, and hard.
Aaron was shown on his knees, sucking off one boy after another, while the
boys made fun of his little cock, and called him fag, queer, and
cocksucker, according to the captions.  After the eight dudes had been
sucked for a while, they bent Aaron over, and some of the boys started
fucking his shit hole, while others continued fucking his face, going deep
throat on him.

The boys then decide to push things further.  Aaron was put on his knees,
told to hold his head back with his mouth open, and the naked boys circle
him, and one by one, each boy spit into his open mouth.  Eight boys
spitting, time after time, into his mouth.  He swallowed all their spit.
Wow, I had never imagined any thing like this.

Next, as the raunch ratchets up, one of the boys' blew a snot rocket into
Aaron's mouth.  The boy used his finger to close off one of his own
nostrils, then with a hard blow, with the nostril aimed right at Aarons
open mouth, a wad of snot filled the Bukake Boy's hungry mouth.  "Fuck," I
thought, "He's eating the other boy's snot."  In the next several photos we
see boy after boy blowing snot into Aaron's open mouth.

Fuck, I couldn't believe it.  This gets me hot.  In secret, I have always
picked my nose, and eaten my own snot, and I love doing it.  I love eating
my own boogers.  This is so hot to me, and here, is a boy, eating other
boy's snot.  I want to do that, I want to be that boy, eating other boy's
snot.  I want to eat other boys' snot.  "Fuck, Dad, that's is so hot."  I
said.  "Really, really hot."

Dad looks over and smiles, "Oh yeah, you like that Buddy?  You want to eat
snot?"  Dad asks.

I was embarrassed to admit it, but I couldn't resist.  If Dad could share
with me that he loves diarrhea, I can tell him I love picking my nose and
eating snot.  I nod yes, "I eat my own snot, Dad.  I think it would be
really hot to eat another boy's snot?  I want you to make me eat some other
guy's snot and boogers, okay"

I had to stop beating my meat and let go of my cock, I was so close to
shooting my load, and Dad knew I was that close.

"I'll arrange it Buddy, I'll make you eat snot from a lot of guys."  Dad
said.  "And for sure, I'm going to feed you my snot.  In fact I'm going to
make sure you pick my nose and eat my snot from now on."

Fuck, I'm so turned on.  Dad is going to make me pick his nose and eat his
snot.

I go back to the magazine: we see the boys move Aaron to a freestanding,
claw-footed bathtub, and take turns pissing on him, and pissing in his
mouth.  Man, that boy swallowed a lot of piss.

When the boys were finished, when all eight had pissed on him, he was made
to lay down in the, now, piss filled tub, and all eight boys take a turn
standing on the rim of the tub and shitting, one by one, on him.

The first boy took a shit on Aaron's cock, a huge pile of wet liquid
diarrhea.  The second boy shit on his belly, another load of really soft,
semi-liquid, diarrhea.  My god, that is nasty.  The next boy took a shit on
his chest, dumping a tremendous load of firm logs on the Bukake Boy's
chest.  The next boy shit on Aaron's face, He eagerly pushed his face up to
receive the turds.  Then the next lad shit a load of diarrhea in his hair.
The next boy shit on his feet, and another shits on his cock.  The last boy
shits another load on his belly.  Eight loads of shit.  Aaron is completely
covered in shit.  When they're done, each boy masturbates and cum's on the
shit covered Aaron while he is smearing their shit all over his body.  The
last photo shows Aaron masturbating and blowing his own wad of cum onto his
shit and cum covered body.  "Wow!"

"Would you do that for me?"  Dad asks.  "Would you let a bunch of guys use
you as their bathroom?"

"Yeah, Dad."  I answered, "I'll do anything you want me to do.  Anything,
anything at all," and I meant it, "what ever you want me to do."

The next magazine we looked at, while Dad drove, was called "Queer Sex -
Boot Camp."  It takes place in a large house with two naked boys identified
as "Queer Sex Trainees", and a group of half a dozen older men dressed in
army camouflage, identified as "Trainers".  The boys are made to suck cock,
get fucked in the ass, drink piss, eat shit, and, something I had never
heard of or even imagined, let the Trainers put their fist, their entire
hands, up the Trainees' ass holes.  I could hardly believe this.  "Can
someone really take a man's fist up his ass?  I asked Dad.

"Sure they can."  Dad said, "Would you let me put my fist up your cunt,
baby?"

"If you want to, Dad," I said.  "You want me to bend over?"

Dad laughed, and said, "No babe, you're to small to take a fist now, but in
a few years, I'll bet you'll be begging for my fist up your hungry cunt.
But right now I got something else in mind I want you to do.  Let me see
you slide a finger up your nose.  Let me see you digging for boogers."

I felt an electric thrill in my cock, and shit hole, when Dad said that.  I
don't know exactly why, but picking my nose and eating my snot, had all
ways been my secret, guilty pleasure, and now, with my Father's help in
sexualizing it, I was charged.  With my cock as boned up as it had ever
been, I slid a finger in my nostril and feeling around I found and brought
out a big gob of snot slime.  Proudly, I held it out so Dad could see what
I had done.  To my amazement, Dad quickly leaned forward and took my
protruding, booker coated finger into his own mouth and ate my snot.  God
dam, my own father ate my snot.

"Uhmm," Dad said laughingly, "Your snot taste just like your shit."  I had
almost forgotten I had pushed shit up my nose earlier.  Now you," he said,
"pick the other nostril, and you eat it.

I did as he instructed, and came up with another finger full of snot, which
I showed him, before slipping it into my mouth; it did, indeed, taste like
shit.  I swallowed it.

"Now," Dad said, "slide over here, next to me."  I did.  "Now, I want you
to pick my nose."

I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing; Dad wanted me to dig boogers
out of his nose.  I took my right index finger, placed it in my own mouth,
and wet it with my spit, and then hesitantly, gently, I inserted it into my
Father's right nostril.

Dad said, "Go in further, feel around."  I did.  I was inside my Daddy's
head.  "Fuck it in and out.  Finger fuck my nose."  He commanded.  "Get
some snot."  I did.  "Eat it."

Incredible!  I ate my Pop's boogers, while he watched.  Had any other kid
ever done anything this nasty with his Father?

"Now, do the other nostril."

I did, I again finger fucked my Dad's nose, I had sex in my Father's nose,
and I ate more of his snot.  I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn't.  I was
edging.  I was staying hot, so I would do whatever my Dad wanted.

                                   ********************

It was getting close to sundown, and Dad said he knew a truck stop up ahead
where we could get a meal, rent a private room for the night, just a bed he
said, we'd have to share a bathroom and a shower, but the place was full of
truckers and no one was going to have a problem with a trucker and his punk
boy sharing a bed.

"It's a perfect place for our honeymoon."  Dad said.

"Are you really going to fuck me, Dad?"

"Buddy, you better believe this cock," here he shook his chubbed, but still
soft, cock at me, "is going up that tight little shit tunnel of yours,
tonight.  I'm going to fuck you till you've got my sperm dripping out of
your cunt.  Till you walk bowlegged, and till you are begging me to take it
out.  Then I'm going to fuck you some more.  I'm going to breed you.  Get
you pregnant, and when you give birth to our love child, our shit baby, I'm
going to make you eat it.  You are getting fucked tonight.  I'm busting
your cherry.  Are you up for that bitch?"

"Yeah, Dad.  I want you to fuck me."

                               ****************************

That evening, we pulled into a truck stop that had a diner, a shower room
where truckers could clean up before they spent the night in their trucks,
and some rooms if you were looking for a bed instead of the cab of their
truck.

Dad said for our honeymoon night we should rent a room, but we would still
have to share the bathroom.

After dinner, Dad said," Buddy, why don't we take a shower and get cleaned
up, before I fuck you."

"Are you really going to fuck me, Dad?"

"All night long, Buddy, all night long."

We gathered clean clothes, towels, and our bath stuff and headed to the
shower room.  I was appalled to discover that the shower area consisted of
a changing room, with a bench and some lockers along the walls, and the
shower room, an open adjoining room, with communal showers like in my
school gym, where every thing was wide open and visible.

Worst of all, there were two truckers taking showers when we arrived.  I
knew I would never be able to hide my hard cock.  Dad had been edging me
all afternoon; keeping me hot in anticipation of loosing my cherry, and I
was so hot my woody was never going down.

I turned to my Dad and whispered, "I can't, Dad."  and looked down at my
hard cock tenting my jeans, trusting he would catch my meaning and
understand.

Instead of helping me out, Dad added to my embarrassment by saying in a
loud voice, "Oh don't worry about that, Buddy, I'm sure these fellows
aren't going to mind seeing a pretty boy with a hard cock, are you guys?'

Both of the trucker's, who had turned to see who had entered the shower
room when we first walked in, grinned and one of the guys said, "That's
cool." when they heard what my Father said.

"It's only us guys here," Dad continued, "and we've all seen hard cocks
before, so get naked, and let's get cleaned up."

What else could I do?  Dad and I sat on the bench right in front of the
shower room door in full view of the truckers, and stripped out of our
clothes.  This gave me a chance to check out the two naked truckers in the
shower room as they checked me out.  Both of them were quite a bit older
than my Dad, and both of them had really big hairy potbellies, that
overhung soft cocks and low hanging big balls.  One had a grizzled gray
beard and long hair, and the other was bald and clean-shaven.

Dad was naked before I was, and I saw he was hanging soft, too.  When I
pulled my jeans down Ð Dad had told me not to wear underwear Ð my
hard cock popped up, bloated and red with sexual teasing and dripping wet
with my pre-cum slime.  I thought I'd die of embarrassment, and I know, I
turned bright red as I blushed.  Both of the truckers were steeling glances
at me as Dad and I walked into the shower.

Dad guided me to the middle shower nozzle, where the guys would have the
best view of me.  He turned on the shower, picked up the soap, pushed me
under the water stream to get me wet, then pulled me out and said, "Why
don't you let me wash your back, Buddy?"  He turned me around so I was
facing the two truckers my hard cock thrust out toward them.  As Dad soaped
and washed my back, he said, in a voice loud enough for the truckers to
hear, "Spread your legs boy, and I'll wash your sweet little shit hole."

I was mortified to have these strangers watch as my Daddy treated me like
this, but I was strangely excited, too.  By this time both of the truckers
had given up any pretence of modesty, or disinterest, and both of them were
brazenly watching as Dad put on a show for them.  I did as my Father said,
and spread my legs, only to have Dad say, "Wider boy, I need to get up in
your hot little rectum and wash it out."  Again, I did what my Father
commanded and spread my legs as widely as I could, exposing my ass hole to
my Fathers abuse, and my cock and balls to the truckers view.  I heard the
two men snicker, and saw they had both started playing with their own
cocks, which were quickly growing hard.  My own hard dick was sticking
straight up, throbbing with my pulse, and dripping with pre-cum.

Dad, seeing the men were getting into watching me, started playing it up.
"Fuck, Buddy, your little pucker is as tight as a twelve year old virgin's
cunt.  Open up; let me get a couple of fingers up in you, so I can get you
nice and clean.  Now Dad was finger fucking me hard, really working my
hole.  The truckers were both really stroking their meat.  "Oh, Buddy,
you're really dirty back here, lot's of shit and sperm.  We need to get you
cleaned out.  I should have brought your douche bag, so we could clean your
shit cunt good."

I was mortified.  Naked and blushing red.  I felt like a total whore boy,
with my Father's finger in my ass, my cock as hard as a bone, two naked
strangers jacking off and watching my Father sexually humiliate me.

I knew I had never been this embarrassed, and I knew I had never been this
turned on.  Dad was deep up in my ass and was really working over my joy
button.  I could feel myself getting close to shooting, "Dad," I gasped,
trying to warn him I was close, "IÉI'mÉI think I'm going to cum."

I couldn't believe what was happening to me.  While two strangers were
watching, without even touching my cock, my Father's public finger fucking
had driven me to orgasm.  Dad kept fingering me, as he leaned forward,
looked over my shoulder, and watched my hot, boy, cum blast out in long
ropy strings that arced toward the watching truckers.

With the last strand of cock snot hanging down from my deflating dick, I
heard one of the truckers say, "What a whore."

"Yeah," Dad said, "he is, and I better get him out of here and give him
some of the real man cock he needs."