1. Truck Stop Rendez-Vois


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Gay Male, Author: wesley_emerson_1, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    “I’m not a slut.” Or so I thought. However, at the precise moment of thinking that I had a thick, veiny cock between my lips, and my tongue probing the inside of a complete stranger’s foreskin in the middle of a public restroom. So yeah, I guess I can now be defined as a slut. Allow me to introduce myself: I’m Jeff. A 36 year old trucker from Pennsylvania. I like doing what most guys like doing: I drink beer, watch football, eat steak and love to fuck women. And now men. I’m what you would call a typical trucker. About 6’ 1” (without my trusty baseball cap!), I have thinning hair, with a small bald pate appearing on top of my head. I’m fairly stocky, but by no means chiselled – I’ve got large arms and a broad chest covered in dark hair, but my once defined six pack is now being lost; a victim to the countless hours sitting behind a wheel and the bottles of beer I throw down my neck when I’m waiting for my next load. I still have a boyish face, but 9 times out of 10 my cheeks and chin are covered with stubble (again, a victim to irregular shaving on the road). My eyes are green and my nose is just the right size for my face. My ears are a little big, but they are pierced and I’ve constantly got 2 small silver rings hanging from them. I’m no longer married – she couldn’t stand me being away for long stints and she was particularly jealous. Always thinking I was fucking whores or going to titty bars. She was 50% right. I never fucked a whore, but I love going to titty bars. For ...
    anyone who is familiar with life on the road, it can be pretty boring. There’s only so much Johnny Cash you can listen to, or buddies on the other end of the radio you can talk to, before you start getting those male urges. First comes the constant need to jerk off, then comes the need to visit some strip clubs, then finally, you need to go to a bar and pick up some easy chicks who will fuck you all for a shot of vodka. I’m a typical guy and since me and the wife went our separate ways, I did all of these things on a regular basis. After we split I found myself being constantly horny. I would have an aching boner 95% of the time, and the other 5% was spent jerking it off. Now, I’m no bighead but my cock definitely has one, and it is seriously noticeable through my tight jeans. When hard it’s a respectable 9 inches, and seems to constantly leak pre-cum, so when I got a boner, my jeans develop a small wet patch. This constant erection meant that sometimes all I could do to relieve it was drive with my dick hanging loose, bobbing up and down with the bumps of the road. Anyway, the night in question started out like any other. After driving all day I decided to pull over at one of those truck stops. You know the type: the ones with the dirt parking lots, and the strip joint over the road, and the sign that revolved declaring it was open 24 hours and has showers and WC. I pulled in, tired from the constant concentration, and went to the restaurant to grab myself a bite to eat and ...
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