The alert on my phone let me know someone had replied to my ad for a quick hookup. My ad specifically targeted truckers and blue collar workers who needed relief if they were visiting my town. A couple of email exchanges later, I was on my way to a local truck stop to meet the trucker who had answered my ad. He let me know he just wanted to fuck a tight hole with no "bullshit conversation" or any of the "romantic bullshit" he seemed to be dead set against. No problem. I wasn't picking up flowers and chocolates for him, either. I just wanted his dick.
I met the trucker in the men's room where we checked each other out. He agreed to let me walk with him to his truck. We climbed into the sleeper where he wasted no time getting what he wanted. He pushed me face down onto his sleeper and pulled down my basketball shorts. I wore a jockstrap, and he grunted his approval. I heard him suck his finger before he shoved it completely into my ass without warning or preparation. The penetration made me jump, and I heard him chuckle quietly before he added a second finger. He enjoyed finger-fucking me for a few minutes, and would occasionally pull his fingers out, spit into my ass, then ram the fingers back in. Four fingers later, I heard him breathe hard before he stood up to undo his pants.
The break from the finger-fucking gave me a chance to adjust myself on the bed, but he quickly pushed my head back down and said "Don't. Fucking. Move." I had hoped to deep-throat the trucker and maybe put his balls in my mouth before we did anything else, but it looked like he knew exactly what he wanted and he went for it. I heard the familiar plastic sound of a rubber being opened, and then I heard him roll the condom onto his boner.
The trucker shoved his cock all the way into my asshole in one spit-covered move. I grunted out in pained protest but the pain was not as bad as I had expected it would be. He did a great job of stretching me out with his fingers, and I was grateful for the rough, but merciful finger-fucking session. Although I couldn't see his cock, it felt like it was a decent length. The kicker was the thickness! I imagined he had one of those beer can cocks. My cock twitched and leaked precum as his fire hydrant boner pushed past, and pressed against, my prostate.
The trucker adjusted himself into a push-up position on top of me, and started a steady rhythm. I imagined he wanted to really pound my ass, but didn't want to rock the truck. I didn't care, but I'm sure he would be worried about looks from other truckers coming out of the truck stop. The wet sounds of my ass being ravaged by his beer can cock filled the sleeper. Drops of sweat fell on the back of my head, and his breaths became shorter and faster.
It took only a few minutes before the trucker dumped his load while inside of me. He had collapsed on top of me, and the full weight of his body pinned me between him and the sleeper. The edge of the sleeper dug into my torso. I thought he would get up, and then ask me to get the fuck out, but he stayed on top of me until he caught his breath. Amazingly, he started to slowly pump in and out of me again. He never lost his hardon, and started to work on round two as he lifted himself back up into his push-up position. What a champ! I was in heaven!
This time, it felt like an eternity before he dumped his second load into me. The wet sounds of his fucking were much louder this time because he was fucking me with a condom full of his cum. When he came a second time, again he collapsed on top of me until he caught his breath. He pushed himself up, and pulled his cock out of me with a wet, slushy pop. "You got a nice hole, man," came the compliment.
I heard him take off the condom, tie it up, and then he threw it at me so it landed right next to my face. "Get rid of that for me," he said. "Do what you want with it. Now get the fuck out." The trucker chuckled as he slapped my ass hard before he dressed, and then sat next to me on his sleeper. I pulled up my basketball shorts, and then put the used rubber in a napkin into my shorts pocket. I left the truck with a sore ass, but with a nice prize I would use as lube later to jack off with.
