One summer night, I rented a room at a small truck stop motel, and I got a hit on my handheld CB radio. After a few careful interactions and instructions, I met the trucker at the vending machines where we acknowledged each other, and then I walked him back to my room. The trucker was a bit nervous at first, but then he relaxed after I got naked, and offered him full use of the room. I knew a sleeper could not compare to a real bed, so I hoped he would make himself at home.
He was grateful to actually lie on a real bed after he took a long, hot shower. He did not bother to get dressed after he dried off, but instead lay on the bed naked as he gave me full view of his beautiful hairy crotch. The trucker spread his legs to show me more of his fat cock and huge balls.
“Do what you do,” he said quietly. I saw his cock slowly grow into a full hardon. His balls sagged, and they rested on the bed. My mouth watered.
The trucker’s cock had a light hint of soap as I put my face on it to admire it. His cock pulsed lightly to match his heartbeat. I could have stared at it forever. It looked like it was about six or seven inches, he was circumcised, and it had that torpedo dick shape that I absolutely loved. (The shaft was very thick, and it tapered off to a smaller head. PERFECT for wedging itself into tight spaces!) Again, I made sure I took my time with my exploration. I explored the rest of his body, and discovered that his nipples were a hot spot. I licked his armpits, and then made my way down to his crotch again. I picked up his legs to get access to his ass before I pushed my tongue in and out of him. His breathing got heavier, and I knew I had found another hot spot. I made sure he enjoyed the experience as much as I did.
I licked the trucker’s heavy balls, and then sucked them both into my mouth and gently tugged. He moaned in approval. I released his balls with a “plop” and then licked the heavy precum that leaked from his swollen boner nonstop. His cock finally entered my mouth. I applied suction and made sure every bit of his cock was caressed by the insides of my mouth. He jerked in ecstasy. The trucker then grabbed my head and slowly fucked my mouth with a passion I loved to experience. I tried my best not to gag as he pressed his cockhead against the back of my throat, but my eyes still watered from the mouth-fuck he gave me. We were both in heaven.
We continued like that for about 20 minutes. I alternated between his cock, balls, ass, and nipples, and edged him several times. All the while I nursed on the copious precum that oozed from his cock with a steady and heavy flow. Finally, he begged me to let him cum.
“Please,” he whispered with an urgency in his voice. “Let me shoot.” I moved back down to his cock, deep throated him, and then slipped a finger into him. That was all it took. He raised his midsection off the bed and shoved his cock even deeper down my throat. He made a strange strained sound, and I felt his cock throb as he pumped shot after shot of cum down my throat. I swallowed his load until nothing more came out. His cock slipped out of my mouth, but it still pulsed with his heartbeat. The slimy torpedo cock leaked some cum, which I carefully licked up before I gave his shrinking boner a kiss.
“That was incredible,” he muttered. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll fuck the cum out of you, if you want.”
“Mmmm. I want.”
The trucker fucked me two times that night before we both passed out with his cock still inside of me. There was cum everywhere. He woke up a few hours later and then discreetly walked back to his truck under the cover of the predawn darkness. He thanked me for letting him use the room, and then texted me his phone number before he left. He said he would let me know when he passed through the area again.
“I want that mouth again, buddy,” he said.
“It’s yours anytime, man.”
