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Let's preface this by saying, this is a story of fiction. It doesn't reflect the reality of what happened last night more, so this is a telling of where my mind spun out to. I think I will call this the fanTasy collection. I will call them this because, as of me writing this, the fantasy part hasn't come to pass. And let's be honest, probably never will, but a boy can dream! What did happen was Last night I went to a motel to meet up with a man who said he would get me spun on an app. when I arrived. He did get me all spun up and, then for the rest of the night, he and his trans friend fucked me so good and so many times. It was great! Even better was the conversation that the man and i were having. Let's let the fantasy begin. It had been several months since Curtis(30) had smoked, But this night a request came through one of his social apps wanting him to come party and play. Curtis, just can't turn it down. So he heads over to the motel that was mentioned. it wasn't a complete piece of junk, but it was a motel. Geoff came down to get him, Geoff was shorter than expected, a bit squat, and looked to be in his 50s. After they got up to the room Curtis noticed the shower room was closed and the shower was running. While not the smartest guy around he easily connected the dots on where Geoff's friend Terra was. pretty much right away Geoff hands the pipe and torch over. Curtis felt it right away, the swirling of the mind, the tingling of the body getting warmer, the inhibition draining from him. Curtis stands and gets undressed. And what was a move that he had never done, and actually had resisted the countless other times he had smoked? He went right down got Geoff's cock out and started sucking on it. He always hated sucking cock, his gag reflex and propensity for dry mouth had previously rendered the act not worth doing. This time, Curtis was so overcome by lust, that he pushed past those reasons like they didn't exist. this apparently startled Geoff by how quick and passionate it was. So he pulled Curtis off to talk a little and smoke more. When It came up that Geoff was a Long haul trucker. Curtis could not stop himself from saying he wanted to get fucked in the truck cab. This obviously turned both of them on as Tera exited the shower room to see Geoff's mushroom head on his fat cock push into Curtis's hole. Terra is lean with feminine traits and a big ass. The rest of the night they Spit roasted Curtis, most of the time having one cock in his mouth and one in his ass.Each one of them fucking a load of cum deep into his ass, just like he had asked them to do in earnest. when they had to leave the motel they all exchanged numbers and went their own way. Curtis went back to work as normal as ever. until Thursday., when he got a call from Geoff and Terra. Geoff asked if Terra could hang out with Curtis until Saturday. As she had just been kicked out of her place. On Saturday he would get her a room. trying to be a good person, Curtis agreed and took a half day on Friday. Thursday night Terra was pretty hard on herself for her whole situation including something that didn't seem right to Kurtis. She was talking about how no one grinder is interested in her. I bet her with some new pic and a little marketing training not only would she get people interested. she would get people to pay her. By the end of the day she had made around $250 and couldn't believe it. she gave me half for the work I did. Later we went to an adult arcade where pulled a few more customers. Her Confidence was healing Curtis was glad to see it. Saturday morning before hearing from Geoff, Curtis and Terra Went and bought some slutty panties and stockings. When Geoff called and told them he got another room at a motel. So they all went to meet up. After telling Geoff about the last couple of days, as he hands us a pipe he says dryly to Curtis that he is pimping her out. Curtis says its more like just setting up the foundation for a better sense of self. then relents and jokingly accepts the moniker of pimp as he blows a big cloud. In no time Geoff is pushing his thick back into Curtis's hole while he begs Curtis to fill him with cum. as Geoff pumps his load and shotguns a cloud into Curtis he asks him how much cum he wants. Curtis responds until you are tired of having me pumped full of it. Curtis smiles and says I won't get tired of watching you take loads boy. For the rest of the day and into the night Curtis got so spun up he didn't remember how many men they got to come fuck more loads into him. but he felt so so much happiness. And thanked Geof for every load. not knowing they weren't done yet. Geoff told us to get dressed up, and he drove us over to a friend's house. As we go inside We meet up with his friend Joe. a larger Russian man in his 50s as well. and he ushers us to a room with a bed and a camera on a tripod. Goeff says that he wants to make a porn, and his friend will film it. Terra protests as she feels self-conscious and doesn't think she would be hot on camera. She decided to sit this one out. Geoff hand Curtis The pipe again and lights it for him. After Blowing a big cloud, He says "Fuck yeah Daddy make me into a pornstar" They proceed to fuck deep and raw while Joe films and hands them loaded bowls to smoke. at some point, Curtis undoes Joe's belt and gets Joe's cock out as Joe films him getting spit-roasted. Curtis tells him he wants to show Joe some appreciation for letting them use his house and his equipment. It was caught on camera when Joe fucked his load deep into Curtis' ass while grunting and calling him a good little slut. Curtis asked if it was just gonna be for personal use. Joe and Geoff said they wanted to put it online on a PnP porn site. Curtis thought that sounded hot too and said he would do more. The next week at work crawled by for Curtis. Monday the hangover was tough but he got through it. On Thursday he got a message from Geoff if he was free this next weekend and could possibly take a half day Friday. So Curtis put in for his 2nd consecutive half-day on Friday. On Friday Geoff told him to pack his slutty cloaths, a toothbrush, and stuff for a small trip and meet him at a set location. When Curtis got there with his backpack, He saw Goeff next to a Semi parked in the parking lot. Geoff Tells Curtis that he has a trip to Elco this weekend and he wanted a fuck toy for the trip. Curtis could hardly keep his excitement in about the whole situation. As they take off, Geoff tells Curtis to get in back in the cab and try to take a bit of a nap. When crawling back into the Cab Curtis notices there are a couple cameras set up back there and he grins. When Goeff wakes up Curtis its dark out and they appear to be in the desert. Geoff Tells him there is clear in the drawer by the bed and he should start smoking and getting dressed like the meth whore he is. Curtis coyly asks if he should turn the cameras on. Geoff said they are already on. As Curtis is getting himself ready and spun up Geoff says he is gonna have to stop at a rest stop to pee. As they pull up to the rest stop Goeff gets out and heads to the bathroom. Curtis dressed in panties and stockings and a mesh top looked around for something to cover up in...but then decided to look around the parking lot instead. there were a few other Semis and a pretty beat van. So he just slides on a pair of baggy sweats and heads into the bathroom as well to pee. While Curtis is at the urinal Geoff is washing his hands and tells Curtis to take those sweats off and give them to him. While holding the sweats he slaps Curtis' ass and says now let's go im gonna fuck you in the cab. As they trot back to the truck Curtis feels like there are eyes on him and that excites him. Goeff tells Curtis to take a few more hits while he watches. Curtis takes a big hit off the pipe and blows a cloud right on Goeffs cock and starts to suck. After a few mins, Goeff tells Curtis to turn over and he lubes up Curtis' hole. Just barely after Geoff pushes his thick cock balls deep inside Curtis, His phone goes off. While gently thrusting Goeff texts back and Then tells Curtis that he has to go back into the bathroom. Goeff said he put a For a good time text number on the wall and Curtis needs to go deliver. As Curtis takes another hit off the pipe and heads out of the door, Goeff tells him to go to the farthest stall. Walking back into the bathroom Curtis was so wildly turned on and, his arousal became even more potent when he got to the last stall and saw a glory hole cut out. Shutting the stall door he turned to see the cock that was emerging from the hole. It was nicely shaped and average size but already rock hard. Curtis is so horny he starts by caressing the cock and then quickly takes it into his mouth sucking it. After he has been sucking it for a few minutes, Curtis quietly purrs through the wall " Knock twice if you want me to put my ass on it. After a few moments that felt like forever to Curtis the knocks came. Excitedly Curtis popped up and turned around to position this strange cock as the entrance to his hole. After a little maneuvering, he felt the mushroom tip slide in, as he felt himself sink onto the cock inch by inch he moaned. Rocking back and forth on the cock he had never felt like such a dirty slut before and he loved it. Not even a few mins of fucking this strange cock and there were a quick 3 knocks followed by a muffled grunting. Curtis knew that he had just taken a glory hole creampie. As the cock pulled back from him and out Curtis offered a nice "Thank you for cumming". Then the door of the stall opened and the stranger left. Curtis sat there for a couple of minutes before leaving to head back to Goeffs truck. After climbing back in, Goeff shotguns a cloud down Curtis' throat and into his lungs. Goeff tells him that he is a good boy and he wants to hear the whole story while he fucks. Goeff notices a little cum leaking out of Curtis' freshly used hole and shoves his cock right in saying how slutty it was for Curtis to get bred like that. With Goeff's cock plunging in and out of Curtis' ass, Curtis tells him about the whole encounter, how turned on by it, and thanks him for setting that up for him. Geoff's phone goes off again and he pulls out to look at it. Curtis squirms with anticipation and excitement, thinking he will get to go back to the glory hole. Goeff Grins a bit after sending a few more messages, then picks out a box and gives it to Curtis, telling him to put them on. Curtis finds a pair of slutty platform high heel boots. He puts them on while letting Goeff know he has no experience walking in high heels. Geoff leans in and kisses Curtis and says "I believe in you". As Curtis is about to get out of the car Geoff says, one of the other truck drivers wanted me to go to his truck for some "Fun". When you get to the green truck knock on the driver's side door and do your thing. Stumbling a bit Curtis makes his way over to the far truck, his heart beating out of his chest he knocks on the driver's side door. The window rolls down very slightly and a low stern voice says "Go around to the passenger cab door and come in". "Ope okay". Curtis responds. Curtis wobbles around the front of the truck to the correct door, opens it, and climbs inside. To see a much older fatter Man sitting on the bed with his cock out. "come suck my cock you dumb slut" the man says. "Yes, Daddy" replies Curtis as he leans over and takes the man's cock in his mouth. "you must have missed my last message about just coming to the right door, I dont want people to see whores at my door. But fuck you are a cute young thing aren't you boy" the man grunts. Feeling the man's cock grow and harden in his mouth, Curtis Thinks Goeff might have forgotten to tell him that detail. Curtis lifts his head off the man's now fully engorged cock and moans "I'm sorry Daddy I must have missed it, let me make it up to you." "fuck! good cute boys like you only give me head, make it up to me with your ass boy", The man says through bated breath. Curtis pulls himself up and moves to sit on the man now glistening with saliva cock. As the tip of the man's cock is gently pushing on Curtis' hole "W-w-what about a condom?" He stammers. "Do you want to put on a condom or do you want me to sit down Daddy?" Curtis breathes back. The man doesn't say anything but moves his hands to Curtis' hips and makes an effort to push him down onto his cock. Giving into the man's efforts Curtis sinks down onto the man's cock inch by inch moaning until the man is fully inside him. Gently and slowly Curtis starts to ride the cock, gradually increasing his rhythm. Within 40 seconds The man grunts out that he is about to cum. Curtis feeling lecherous and without interrupting his rhythm, leans down and whispers right into the man's ear " To make up for me missing your text I want you to fuck your hot daddy load right into my boy hole and teach me a lesson please Daddy." "Of fuck, im cumming" the man wails. Curtis pushes himself as deep and as hard on the man's erupting erection while thanking him for his kindness. As Curtis was getting ready to leave the man gives him $200 and told him how hot that was. Curtis was shocked and flattered, thanking the man again before leaving the truck. Walking back to Goeff's truck, he could feel some cum dripping down his leg and he was not expecting the man to pay him, but now his mind was telling him how hot it was that he could say he was a prostitute. Giggling to himself as he gets back in Goeff's truck he notices Goeff is in the driver's seat. Goeff says that he just had to pee here and that they were going to stop for the night further down. As the truck started moving again Geoff asked Curtis for the story of what happened making sure the cameras got it all. Let me know if you want a part 2?
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I’ll be traveling along interstate I-40 and I-95 and am looking for motels or hotels in the area where there is active cruising for truckers, Black men, construction crew, day laborers ....your suggestions and company and horniness are most welcome. -
Don's a longtime fuck bud who drives a truck and cums to town about three or four times a year. He's in his mid-50s, about 6-foot-1 and maybe 160 pounds of lean muscle with a wasted AIDS look that makes my ass quiver. Although I'm mostly top, I always swap loads with him because he's such a hot nasty poz fucker. He's not on any meds and has a viral load in the hundreds of thousands, and I love getting his strain in my guts as often as possible to recharge my own death seed. He was in town last weekend, and when I went to his motel room Sunday he had a surprise for me: a hot young stud I recognized from my gym, naked, stoned and lying face down on the bed. He was in his mid to late 20s, with an All American, clean-cut look and a nicely muscled body that he worked out every morning with his boyfriend at the same gym that I go to. Don hooked up with him online. where the guy's profile said he was neg and only played safe. "Not anymore," Don said with a nasty grin. It turns out that the gym boy was a DL whore who cheated on his boyfriend often, hooking up with guys for blow jobs but nothing more. But as soon as he had arrived at Don's room, he went straight for the pot and beer and got so stoned that he passed out. Don had already dumped three loads of toxic juice in the boy's raw pussy, and I could see it dripping out onto the sheets under him. I felched and swallowed some of that sweet cream but left plenty to lube my fat meat as I shoved it all inside his cunt in one stroke. Gymboy stirred and tried to move away, but I easily had him pinned and it wasn't long before he went limp as I worked Don's AIDS bug into his now shredded pussy. Don gave him a huge hit of Jungle Juice, and the poor fucker just moaned and held on to the mattress while I pistoned inside his hole and talked nasty about breeding him with my death seed. It was so fucking hot to be pozzing this pretty boy, knowing he'd probably pass it on to his boyfriend, and I flooded his guts with a huge wave of poz juice. I wanted to taste it out of his sweet ass, but his hole was so hot and juicy that I kept stroking until I shot a second load in his guts. I collapsed on his back, and before I knew it Don was behind me with his hard eight inch rod that he rammed up my shitter. I was worried that the motion would force too much of my own juice to seep out of gymboy's hole, but it wasn't long before I was hard and getting ready to spew another load in his guts while Don fucked me. I waited for Don to shoot, wanting to feel his hot AIDS seed flow into me as close as possible to spewing my own poison into the boy. After a few minutes, Don slammed his cock deep inside, and I could feel the head expand and pulse as he injected my bug fix deep inside my guts, and I followed with a third load for gym boy. The boy moved a bit and moaned in a stupor, which Don fed with a steady supply of pot, beer, poppers and his eight-inch cock to suck. Don and I swapped a couple of poz loads and piss with each other, then each of us gave gym boy one more before I left. Don said he planned to bring some other poz pigs over to pump the gym stud full of AIDS bug all night. I don't know what happened after that, and I wondered if the kid would recognize me this week at the gym. But I haven't seen him since he was on his belly in the motel with poz bug dripping from his gaping cunt....
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This guy wrote to me that he'd be passing near where I live and was interested in fucking me. Well, he turned out to be a truck driver and wanted me to meet him at the nearest motorway truck stop late Wednesday night. I'm not one of those who have a fetish for truck drivers, but the set-up seemed hot enough and his messages sounded quite... Shall we call it "inspiring"? So I was on for it, even though he wouldn't show pictures. At 11pm I was standing alone at a dark truck stop off the motorway - one of those with absolutely no services. He was late and I had just begun wondering if I should get in my car and drive home again when he arrived. Well, it was a truck all right! The thing was massive, and when he invited me up in the cab it was almost a challenge to climb the steps. If he'd sent me pictures I'd not have turned him down, as it turned out. Nothing special, but perfectly decent-looking and probably not lying about his age (47). So he had me undress and get down on the bed at the back of the cab on hands and knees with my ass towards him. His tongue was wet and warm when it started circling my hole, but pretty soon he started pushing it inside me... Damn, the guy had some crazy-good rimming skills! And stamina... He just kept going and going until my ass crack was completely torn up by his stubbles and my hole was dripping with his spit. I wanted it to go on forever, but on the other hand I was also getting so horny that I was struggling not to beg him to fuck me - and eventually I caved and started begging. He kindly obliged me, and there is a certain thrill to knowing that you're about to get fucked by a cock you really have no clue about. No pictures, no indication of size, nothing. He didn't disappoint, though... When his cock head started pressing against my hole I knew I'd be in for a treat! It was wide... I took three large hits of poppers, and then I begged him to push hard! Oh, wow... Ouch... It's been a while since I was last fucked, so I was a bit out of practice and it really hurt. But he kept pushing - and I realised it wasn't just a fat cockhead. I reached back to gauge it's size and I couldn't reach around it with my hand, and I could feel it was the sort of cock that widens at the base so it just gets fatter the deeper it goes! He was a good fucker; deep, hard strokes that just kept pounding my guts until the pain was completely gone and he just had me writhing with pleasure as he impaled me. I came far too soon, sadly, but there was just nothing I could do - I wasn't even touching myself when I came, as I was too busy clutching my poppers bottle and trying to sniff it without spilling while my body was rocked by the incessant, hard pounding in my ass. Of course I let him continue and though my cock softened, the orgasm in my prostate just kept on going. I scooped up as much of my own cum as I could and then licked my hand clean, just waiting to get the load I REALLY wanted in my ass. Eventually he made three extra-hard thrusts and groaned as he unloaded inside me; as he pulled out my ass was fucked so wet and open that it made a loud slurping sound, and then he zipped up and I collapsed on the mattress. But you don't hang around after a hook-up at a motorway truck stop, so I got dressed and climbed out of the truck and limped to my little car and drove home... Some times it's worth taking a chance.
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I was talkin to an alpha bull online recently who wanted to gang rape me with his buddies so fuckin rough and loud that the police get called so he could try to whore me out to em for having to come out and check on me..... got me thinkin of when i was 16 and i was at a rest stop back by the semis cruising for dick when a state patrol officer pulled in and asked why i was back there, he looked at my license N asked me to step outta the car N said he was gonna search it, he put me in cuffs N looked thru the car, he found a duffle i had condoms, lube N porn mags in, looked at me and threw it back in my trunk N said we both know what u were doin back here, he started grabbin his dick thru his uniform.... he said i had 2 choices, he arrests me for prostitution or we take a walk in the woods N work something out.... just as we got into the woods he told me to get on ur fuckin knees faggot! He told me i was gonna get what i wanted as he unzipped his pants N pulled his thick fuckin dick out. He left me in the cuffs N grabbed the back of my head and made me look in his eyes while he raped my throat so fuckin hard it felt like id pass out! He never let up till i swallowed 2 loads from him then he uncuffed me, spit in my face N walked towards his car. He saw a trucker who was watching N told him theres a faggot back there takin loads if u wanna rape the bitch... he got in his car N drove off and the trucker grabbed me and put me on a picnic table in the open N slammed his raw cock balls deep in me! He held me down by the neck as he raped me till another trucker walked up N held me down, by the time he bred me 3 guys had busted in my throat N another was about to rape my ass. Before he slammed into me he said he can either poz rape me in his sleeper so i dont get passed around all night or he can poz rape me right there till more guys line up.... he said its ur choice u fuckin whore, either way my fuckin poz seed is gonna be in ur pussy when im done with u! He made me beg him to rape and poz me in his sleeper b4 he drug me to his truck. He slammed the door behind us as we got in his semi N pushed me towards the bed, tellin me to get face down and spread ur fuckin legs whore! He stripped N shoved his fingers inside me as he stroked his dick askin me how old i was, i said 16 and begged him to use a condom.... he said he almost feels bad pozzing me but thats what happens to fuckin whores who beg for it and he slammed into me! He fuckin raped 3 loads into me as i lied there motionless takin it till he pulled out of me N said get the fuck outta my truck u nasty bitch! i got in my car and called a fuck buddy who was a doctor and told him what happened, he said to come over and he will give me a post exposure RX, when i walked in he was rock hard from what i told him happened and he fucked me on the floor of his entryway telling me 1 more poz load isnt gonna matter with all the seed inside me!! It was the first time he fucked me raw and the 1st time he told me he was poz! He unloaded in me, got up N tossed the RX's on the floor by me N told me i gotta go cause he had some 20yo neg pussyboy on the way over N he was gonna stealth the bitch and knock him up! I got hard as fuck as i passed him in the hall as i walked to the elevator knowin what was about to happen to him!
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One of my favorite places is a certain Bear bar in St. Louis near I-64. If you’ve been to St, Louis, you probably know the place. My favorite thing about it is that it really pulls in the truckers! Whenever I’m there and I spy a rig or two parked under the nearby overpass, I know it’s gonna be a good night. Truckers aren’t hard to spot. They don’t dress “hot”...they simply ARE hot...and authentically themselves. Also, the hat. The hat is a giveaway. On this particular Saturday night, there was a Tyson truck in the lot. I get my usual Rolling Rock and make a game of wandering around trying to spot him. After scopng out the place and not finding him, I get little smile of realization on my face. So I setltle down on a stool within eye shot of the entrance. Minutes later in he walks, Tyson hat and all, followed closely by another random dude - and they immediately go separate directions. I think I may have actually chuckled at how obvious it was to me. ”Tyson” was a real fireplug: Shorter, stocky, and bearded. Just my speed. He gets an MGD at the bar, leans up against the back wall, and downs half the bottle in just over a minute. I amble over casually and take my place along side him. He catches me checking him out and I give my crotch a tug. “Looks like you’re having a good night”, I say with a knowing grin. “How many loads you gotten so far?” I ask matter-of-factly. “That was just my first”, he replied flatly, finishing his beer. “Ready for seconds?”, I asked with a sneer. He turned and looked me in the eye. “You POZ?”, he asked, “Mmmm-hmmm”, I replied. “Let’s do it”, he said. With that he walked towards the door with me right behind. Damn I do love truckers! No words were spoken as we cross the parking lot. Tyson unlocks his truck and we both climb in. He strips down quickly (which is saying something in such a confined space) and gets into the sleeper. I follow suit. Tyson was HAIRY AS FUCK. Total beast mode. With a short, fat, hard cock that we both would completely ignore. He wasted no time going down on my cock and gave me what I refer to as a “utility suck”: Getting my cock good and hard for the sole purpose of fucking. And he did a damn fine job of it. In no time, I was fuck-ready. And so was he...the pig was face down/ass up and prelubed with the first guys cum. His hairy ass punctuated by a beautiful pink, wet, mancunt. I spit on my cock as he poppered up. And I slid into him in one long motion. Now, I wouldn’t say Tyson was loose...but let’s say that pussy had seen plenty of use. He didn’t blink as my fat seven incher bottomed out inside him. Seeing that there was no need to start things slow, I immediately got my full fuck on. Pounding his furry bubble butt nice and steady. After a bit he shifted around and went legs up, his feet finding very conveniently located stirrups attached to the ceiling. (How I do love a shameless fuckhole bottom) ”Pound a load in me fucker!” He ordered. Who am I to say no? I ram myself into his cunt with fury. ”Oh, hell yeah! You gonna....you gonna POZ me up, fucker?”, he stammered out hopefully. “Yep, I’m gonna paint your guts with my dirty seed!” I croak out. He hums with pleasure...I think due to equal parts ass fucking as the prospect of getting charged cum. ”Do it, fucker...Breed my faggot cunt!” ”Beg for it!”, I spit back, barely holding off from cumming. “Let me hear you BEG for it!” ”Please...please...breed me....POZ me...please!” The look in his eyes was real. I could see the cumhunger. A hunger that can never be satisfied. I fuckin’ lost my shit, I gave him one final thrust and howled as I pumped him full of my dirty seed. I stayed inside him a good while. Grinding my Gift into his guts. We eventually lay on his rack together and bask in the cumjoy. He snuggles into me for just a moment. I fingered his wet boypussy...Feeling the mixture of my load with the one that came before me. “You up for a few more charged loads tonight? I know several guys here. If you wait here, I can send em to you.” I swear, his eyes lit up like a kid at Christmas. I cleaned up with a towel he had on hand, dressed, and headed back to the bar. In minutes I sent out his next fuck. And another after that. Soon enough, those fuckers were lining up dick for him. I was there til just before 2am. All night, I saw a steady tide of men crossing back and forth across that parking lot. Truckers...Gotta love ‘em.
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So... this is my first ever post, but I thought that all you pigs would probably like this story and I felt like sharing... It started off with a horny me at 3AM, finding this handsome trucker on Grindr. He was about 30km from me. I was looking to suck some dick and to possibly get fucked. For sure I wanted this hottie’s load inside me by any means necessary. He swiftly replied and we arranged to hook up at the truck stop. I did not care that I’d be driving 30km at 3AM, because getting used by a trucker inside his truck was high on my bucket list. From our chat, I could tell that this guy was a pig and his drive to inseminate was strong. The drive was dreadful... It was misty as hell and I could not see a thing, but hey... Death by a car accident or getting some dick and a load seemed like a win-win to me so I kept going, stroking my dick all the while. When I entered his truck, it was dark and he was lying on the bed behind his seat with his dick out. I could hardly see his face, but it was clear that the picture was more than a couple of years old. To my disappointment, when I touched his dick, which initially I thought to be limp, it turned-out the thing was already rock hard. He lied about his size too, which is very disappointing for a size queen like me. I felt cheated but I didn’t drive 30 km in heavy mist for nothing so I was determined to make it work. At least it was dark and I didn’t have to see this fucker’s face. So I worked that dick and gave him the best bj he has probably ever gotten. I don’t want to brag, but the first guy I blew told me he doubted that it was really my first time and, on another occasion, an escort with whom I hooked-up suggested I start taking money for sucking dick. The trucker guy, (of course I don’t even know his name), was writhing in his bed and moaning aloud and, without a warning, came in my mouth. His cum tasted vile and was not even creamy, so like the brat I am, I did not want to give this lying fuck the gratification of having inseminated me, so I spat the load out the truck door. (To all the offended cumdumps out there: don’t clutch your pearl necklace... it already dried up.) As much as this makes me look like the worst pig on this forum and as much as I love to be used without reciprocation, I just had to let out my bratty side with this lying fuck and leave a bitter taste in his mouth as well for being a cunt.
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I have always wanted to give my ass up in the sleeper compartment of a tractor trailer. I've cruised rest areas, and hung out on bbrts and scruff looking for a hookup. Nothing has worked. Looking for suggestions how to meet a trucker.
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Craigslist ad I posted seeking a trucker did it's job tonight. He replied and I headed to truck stop 5 minutes from my place. We agreed to meet by main entrance, and as I was standing there smoking a silver haired hot daddy walked up and asked me if I was Mike (name I gave him from CL). He was 60ish, about 6-2, thin build, and a big salt and pepper stache. I didnt ask about wedding ring he was wearing. We chatted a bit then headed to his truck. I went right to passenger door and hopped in like I was a codriver (he made sure I did this so not to look suspicious to others). We both got in back and I followed his lead getting naked. He was more relaxed than me, and after rubbing my chest and belly a while he sat on my chest and had me lick his ball sack. His cock got hard fast with me doing this. He had a thinner cock, but at least 8" long and uncut. He rubbed the head on my lips so I opened up and let him slow fuck my mouth a while. My cock was dripping and he reached behind him and started stroking it. I was in heaven. Finally he had me roll over, laid on top of me and started sliding his tool between my ass cheeks. Between my saliva and his precum my whole crack was well lubed. The tension kept building as he did this, and finally I begged him to put it in me. He backed onto his knees and I back right up to his cock. He worked his cock in my hole slowly, and keep a slow stroke going for about 10 minutes before he came. No warning or noise, just one last inward thrust and he seeded me. I lay back down and he stayed on top inside me. He gave a few more strokes before going soft and rolled off me. We just laid there a while. He fingered my hole and spread his seed around my crack. I was in heaven and was all too happy to roll over so he could blow me a while. Before I came he stopped and lifted my legs up and said he was gonna fuck me again. He slid in in one push and pounded my hole alot harder this time. The angle had his cockhead hitting my prostate and I came after like a minute of him fucking me like this. I shot all over my belly and chest. He must have liked the show cuz he came as I was finishing, grunting on top of me as he shot his second load in my ass. It was hot as fuck. We both had a smoke and then I left. He has my cell number so he can call me next time he's near. Damn these truckers get me going.
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Recently learned what a "Trucker Bomb" is... essentially it is a plastic bottle (ie milk, Gatorade, soda) that contains piss load from truckers who is too lazy to make a stop to use the bathroom. Once they're done, they toss it out of the window. Oftentimes, these truckers are also on meth to help them stay awake for the long drive, therefore these plastic bottles are considered bio hazards. Meth addicts also pick up these road side containers to drink to get high. Here's more info about it: https://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/47231 https://www.alltruckjobs.com/blog/the-problem-with-trucker-bombs/ My question is, has anyone actually seen these trucker bombs? And the second question is for my fellow chem-piss lovers: What would you do with it if you find one?
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It was bound to happen eventually. My private sex life finally crossed into my normal everyday life. From the outside the world saw me as a typical straight acting, skinny, furry, late twenties gay guy, they would never have suspected that I was such a slut. Until I applied for a job at the truck wash. I had seen the job posting online for a night cashier at the truck wash a few exits down from where I lived and had applied for it by sending my resume in an email. Unfortunately, just as I hit send and there was no way of retrieving my email I realized that I was sending my resume using my hookup email, takeloadsfromdads@yahoo.com. I tried in vain to press stop before the screen changed, but I just wasn’t fast enough. I tried everything I could think of to recall the email, but it was no good, it was out there. I imagined that some thick middle-aged human resource lady would take one look at the email and just delete it based on the email address. But what if she didn’t? I couldn’t reapply for fear that she would realize what it meant. If they contacted me I had already thought of a way to spin it into a freight meaning, I just had to think of what the acronym ‘dads’ might be. I let it go and kept applying for jobs the rest of the night. At some point I fell asleep at my desk and woke up around 11pm. There in my in-box was a response from the truck wash. My heart practically jumped out of my chest as I clicked to open the email. There was only one line of text, “If you really want the job, come down tonight before 4am. Craig” Now my heart was really racing. Had he noticed my email address? Deciding I needed the money more than my pride, I took a shower, then put on a pair of jeans, a pac-man t-shirt, socks and my leather boots. I would have put on underwear normally, but as I was tight for cash I didn’t want to spend money on laundry. I printed out a copy of my resume, put it in a folder and headed out. It was almost 12:30am when I got to the truck wash. It sat behind a truck stop next to the fuel island where the big rigs fill up. I parked my pickup and went to the window where the truckers pay for their washes. Behind the window was an older guy with tats, a grey fu manchu moustache, wearing a worn out Harley tank top. He didn’t smile or act like he gave a shit if anybody was at the window. He didn’t really even look up; he just knew somebody was standing at the window as he counted the one dollar bills in his drawer. “What.” “Hi, I’m looking for Craig.” He still didn’t look up. “Who are you.” “I’m Adam. I-I-I’m here about the job.” One eyebrow went up and he suddenly took an obvious interest in me. “Go around the left and knock on the door that says manager on it. Stay close to the wall in case the washer starts.” “Yes Sir. Thanks.” He grunted and I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away. I walked in between the machinery for the car wash and the brick wall that made up the structure. About half way down there was a door that said ‘manager’ on a well-worn plaque that was intended to be used in such damp conditions. I knocked and waited just as a rig started pulling into the bay. A man in his late forties with a little bit of a beer gut and a full beard just starting to go gray opened the door and motioned me into the office. To the left was a desk with a bunch of filing cabinets behind it and two non-descript office chairs facing it. In front of me was a couch that looked as though it had been there since the place opened in the early eighties. It was orange with wood accents and looked like it had never been cleaned. To the right was a two-way mirror that looked out onto the gruff man that had given me instructions and a door into his little area. I didn’t realize it until the glare of the fluorescent bulbs in the wash bay were on the other side of the door, but the office was pretty dark, most likely to make the two-way mirror more effective. “So you’re Adam. Here, sit down, let’s talk.” He pointed to one of the stationary chair facings his desk. “Thanks for getting me an interview so quickly.” He sat directly in front of me on the corner of his desk. He was wearing a cheap button-down shirt tucked into a pair of very old and worn jeans. There was a big worn spot over his left front pocket where his keys must have usually been. Due to how low I was and how high he was, my line of sight was pretty much at his crotch. I either had to strain my neck to look up at him or stare at the bulge in his jeans. “No problem. Have you done this type of work before?” At that point I started to relax and the situation went from hyper-sexual in my mind to just a normal interview. We chatted for about twenty minutes about my work history, all the time I kept glancing at his crotch. Every time I would look I would see something new. First I noticed that the thinness of the fabric allowed me to see the definition of his cock and balls. Then as a I kept answering questions and glancing I noticed the ridge around the head of his dick. As we talked and he adjusted himself I noticed he had a PA in the head of his cock. This got me so excited I had to cover my crotch with my folder to hid my semi-erection. “Well Adam, you certainly sound like what we are looking for. I just have one more question.” “Yes Sir.” “What’s that email address all about. Takeloadsfromdads?” I could feel myself get instantly hot and flushed. He just laughed a little, got up off the desk and locked the door that I had come through. I sat frozen in my chair as he moved behind me and sat on the couch with his legs spread wide. “Come here.” I got up with my folder still in front of my completely hard cock that was dribbling pre-cum in my pants and stood in front of where he was seated. He snatched the folder away from me. He felt my erection under my button-fly. “Looks like you could use some more room in there.” He yanked my well-worn jeans open and my six inch dick jutted out at him like a flagpole on a skyscraper. “Nice.” In an instant his hot mouth enveloped my dick. As he sucked my cock he pulled my jeans down, took off my boots, slipped my jeans off and put my boots back on me. His thick weathered fingers cupped my ass cheeks as he pulled me in and out of his mouth. Slowly and methodically his fingers inched towards my asshole until he was probing my ass up to his first knuckle. Feeling how tight my ass was he spun me around, bent me over and started deeply tonging me. He was so into eating my ass his drool was running down my taint and dripping off my tightening balls. His beard felt amazing against my hole! As he got my hole wetter and wetter he started getting one finger after the other into my ass until he had three fingers probing me. His rough knuckles were better than any anal beads that had ever been used on me. When he had my hole open and pliable he turned me around to face him. “Get on your knees and suck my cock.” “Yes Sir.” I lowered down onto my knees between his legs and undid his fly. He lifted his ass up, allowing me to pull his pants down. His thick uncut cock was only partially hard so the excess of his foreskin was loose and hanging from the end of his cock, held slightly open by the piercing through the head. His balls were huge and almost hairless. I pulled them out from between his legs, tongued them, rubbed them against my face and watched his cock get rock hard. “So you take loads from dads?” “Yes Sir.” “Where do you take them?” “That’s up to your Sir.” “Good boy. Get your feet up on this couch and stick that ass in my face.” I put a foot on the outside of either of his thighs as he grabbed my waist, pulling me towards his face and his tongue entered me. I was just able to bend over enough to play with his piercing and foreskin with my tongue. He guided my waist down until I could feel his thick cock and piercing pressing into my hole and then he let go of my waist. “Sit down on it.” I slowly felt the piercing and his cock push past my sphincter and gasped a little as my hole went past his thick mushroom head. “Come on whore, you can do better than that.” I tried getting more in, but it was so thick and my hole felt so stretched. Craig must have felt my resistance and was tired of waiting for me to get used to his pulsing cock entering me. Suddenly he grabbed my calves and pushed them out from under me, slamming my ass all the way down on his cock. I couldn’t help but scream from the intense pain. I could barely catch my breath. To take my mind off the pain in my ass Craig took both my nipples in his hands and twisted them hard. I screamed again and continued to try and get a footing or ahold of something that would let me lift off the enormous cock in my hole. “Stay still boy.” He grabbed my cock which was still hard and covered in pre-cum. “Looks like you like a little pain.” I don’t know if it was my internal programming or if I really did like it, but my answer was “Yes Sir.” He picked me up off the couch and tipped me over onto the dirty grey industrial carpet. My hands and feet were on the floor with my ass in the air. He leaned over, got the leather belt from his pants, looped it under my hips and fastened it behind me, effectively making a handle to use me with. With the feeling of spit hitting the juncture of his cock and my hole he started pounding away at my hole. The girth of his cock coupled with the minimal amount of lube that was drying up at every moment made me scream with every stroke. Every time he plowed into me and I screamed I could feel his cock swell with the pleasure of my pain. It wasn’t long before I could feel his warm seed flooding my ass and dripping out of my hole. He held me tight as his cock continued to pulse and push out the last remnants of his cum. He took his cock out of and yanked me around by my hair. “Clean off my cock.” Even in the dimly lit room I could see a slight hue of red from the damage he had inflicted on my hole. I could taste blood and cum as I sucked his cock clean. Once he was satisfied that his cock was clean, he pushed me back on to the floor. “Good boy.” I started to get up and was pushed down again. “You’re not done.” He put his pants and shoes back on and headed to the door that led out to the booth with the gruff cashier. “Stay.” “Yes Sir.” Craig went out to the cashier area and with very few words alerted the gruff man in the Harley tank top that something was waiting in the office. The man got up as Craig took his place behind the window. He walked in and found me on the floor. “Nice.” He patted his thigh like he was calling a dog. “Come here boy.” I crawled on my hands and knees over to where he stood. He patted me on the head with one hand while the fingers on the other hand probed my ass full of Craig’s cum. “Craig opened you up good.” He wiped his cummy fingers in my hair and on my face. “Undo pants and get my cock hard.” I unbuttoned his fly and pulled his cock and balls out. It only took a few strokes of my tongue and his cock was hard, resembling a long beer can. He pulled my mouth off his cock. “Go on boy, get up on the couch and stick that ass out.” “Yes Sir.” I got up on the couch with my knees on the cushions and my arms against the back. He slapped my ass hard. “Put your feet on the couch.” I put my feet on the cushions, but I apparently still wasn’t in the desired position. He grabbed my balls with one hand and lifted me up while pushing my feet to the deepest part of the couch, making my ass stick way out and keeping me off balance. Without any warning he shoved his beer can cock up my ass and fucked me hard and fast. I screamed for the first two minutes as he pummeled my ass. Once I got used to his pace I started to enjoy and want his cock in me, but all to soon I felt his cock explode in my ass. Once he had pounded his last drop of cum in me he took his cock out, wiped it off with my t-shirt and headed back to his position in the booth as he buttoned he cock back into his pants. Craig came back into the sad little office as I tried to catch my breath. He fingered my hole, feeling the huge amount of cum in me. “Damn, Danny really filled your ass up.” “Yes Sir.” He kept playing with my hole and rubbing his cock. Before long I was hearing the sound of the fly of his jeans being pulled apart and then feeling his cock stab into my worn hole. He fucked me fast and quick. It only took a few minutes before I felt more cum being left in my ass. As before he had me clean off his cock before putting it back in his pants. Craig threw my cum covered shirt and my pants at me. “Get dressed.” “Yes Sir.” Once I was dressed I stood in front of his desk. “Did I get the job?” He looked up from his computer and smiled. “Come back tonight for your second round of interviews.” “Yes Sir.” With that I exited his office, got back in my pick up and drove home. All the way I kept thinking how hot it was going to be to squeeze the three loads out of my ass and use it to jack off and finally blow the load that had been building up through three fuckings.
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My Boy and I take POZ Trucker Loads
1981virginia posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
Here's what happened next, after my boy took a motorcycle stud's POZ load at a roadside rest stop. You can read that part of the story here: https://breeding.zone/threads/10210-My-boy-takes-a-Stranger-s-Toxic-Cum-at-a-Reststop The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later. Chapter II My boy and I piled back in the car. His clothes were balled up in his arms and he had two hot loads dripping out, one was mine, and one was a POZ stranger's. I started up the car and got back onto the highway as my boy kept himself low in the seat with his legs in the air, fingering those loads in and out of his hole. Every so often, he'd get a glob of cum on his fingers and feed himself a taste before swiping his hand under my nose and into my mouth for a taste of my own. We had been on the road for about an hour and my boy still hadn't gotten dressed, not that I minded, but I knew some drivers were getting an eye-full. We passed a station wagon driven by a pretty hunky soccer dad. He gave me a thumbs up when he saw my boy fisting his hard on as he sucked on his fingers. The driver of a jeep got an even better look as his cab was higher up. It was all I could do to keep my eyes on the road while stealing glances at these strangers checking out my boy's body. By now I had a raging hard-on. My boy dutifully unbuttoned my fly and helped me push my jeans to the floor of the car. He was on his knees, using one hand to finger his upturned hole, and one to steady himself as I kept driving. I was zoned out, trying to focus on the road ahead and on the hot boy slobbering all over my hard dick when I was jolted back to my senses. A big rig had pulled up alongside us and the driver blew his horn. I knew we needed to pull off at the next exit to finish what we started if I didn't want to get us both killed. I reluctantly pulled my boy's hungry mouth off of my cock and turned off at the next exit. I noticed the truck in my rear-view mirror and wondered if he was following us or if it was just a coincidence that he had exited too. I drove for a few minutes looking for a secluded spot where I could fuck my boy's brains out before getting back on the road. I went down a road that went from two-lanes to one to gravel to dirt. There was a spot where the road was wide enough to pull over, and as soon as we had, my boy dashed out of the car and laid on his back on the car hood, pulling his knees to his chest. I hopped out as well and dove into his ass, tongue fucking his sloppy cunt. By now, he had worked most of the cum out of his hole, but his ass was still loose and squishy from having been played with for an hour in the car. My boy hopped off of the hood and onto his knees, down in the rocky dust, and inhaled my cock, swallowing it all the way to my balls in one gulp. I held his head there and skull fucked him for a few minutes before allowing him to come up for air. Just then, we heard the rumble of a diesel motor, and saw the big rig from the highway slowly coming over a hill. I was afraid the driver might attack us out in the country with no one to hear us scream for help, but remained frozen still. The truck stopped in the middle of the road and out hopped two guys, both really built. The driver was mid-20s, with a few days of scruffy beard grown and a buzz cut, wearing a long john t-shirt stretched tightly across his wide chest. The other guy looked to be late-40s and looked exactly like the driver, only older, but just as fit. Both guys wore right jeans showing off big crotch bulges. I realized pretty quickly that we had nothing to fear from these guys when they both started grabbing their crotches. My jeans were shoved down around my ankles and my boy was still naked on his knees in the dirt. The older guy unbuttoned his fly and whipped out a beer-can thick cock and wagged it around in my boy's face. My boy couldn't resist and stuck his tongue out, licking all over his head and trying to stretch his jaw wide enough to get that his thickness down his throat. Without saying a word, the younger guy dropped to his knees and swallowed my dick. The older guy grabbed my boy's ears and rammed his whole dick down my boy's throat. My boy was groaning and perhaps in pain, but he took it like a champ and started fisting his own cock. The younger guy spit on his fingers and started playing with my hole. I nearly always top, but this hot roadside hookup had me so turned on that I gave into his fingers and melted onto the hood of the car. My cocksucker quickly shucked his jeans and rearranged himself so he was crouched at my hole, spreading my hairy ass cheeks with his hands and shoving his tongue deep into my hole. I was moaning away with my face in my hands as my boy slobbered all over this stranger's cock. “You gonna share those holes with us boys?,” the older man asked as he picked up my boy and placed him on his back on the car hood. “Fuck yeah,” my boy grunted as he worked three fingers up his own ass. “Good thing you're loosened up down there already or I might split you in two!” He went to sliding his leaking thick cock up and down my boy's bare hole. The younger guy matched the older step for step. “Remember how I showed you, junior. Ease it in or he'll buck!” I realized that my boy and I were about to get bare-fucked by father and son truckers. Holy shit, I nearly came right then. The son spit on his dick a few times and gently eased his cockhead into my hole. It hurt like hell, but I knew I could take more, and a few seconds later, my hole stretched out enough to allow slowly him all the way in. His dad was watching, just rubbing his dick along my my boy's crack, getting it slick with precum slime. “The slut seems looser than your's,” he chuckled. He jammed his thick cock into my boy's sloppy hole and it sunk all the way in on the first thrust. “You musta loosened him up for me!” I grunted as his son started plowing my hole, “I helped. He took a POZ motorcycle stud's load back in a rest stop in Iowa.” Dad just kept plowing away talking to me as he reamed my boy's hole. “That's dangerous, man, I wouldn't let my boy take just any stranger's POZ cum.” The son piped up as he kept fucking me, “Yeah, Dad only let's me take his POZ cum!” My head spun as these two POZ truckers fucked us bare. Dad chuckled as he fucked my boy's hole, “Maybe today, I'll make an exception...” He threw his head back with a grunt and started jack-rabbiting away. My boy had his eyes clenched closed as he fisted his own cock. The son asked, “Wanna switch, Dad? This ass looks waaaay tighter than his, but I've loosed him up a bit for you!” Dad's dick plopped out of my boy's slack hole and the truckers switched places. Dad reamed me hard and I saw stars as he worked that his raw POZ cock into my ass. “Fuck yeah, now this is some tight hole!” Without touching my dick, I blew my load all over my chest. Dad scooped it up with his fingers and wiped it on his cock, lubing it up as he kept pounding my ass. The son was balls deep in my boy's ass fucking away. Dad reached over and shoved his cummy fingers up his boy's ass. “Yeah Dad. Keep that up and I'm gonna cream his hole good!,” he gasped. The boy's hips gyrated and thrust hard into my boy and I knew he was filling my boy's hole with toxic trucker cum. That sent Dad over the edge and he fired off his own POZ spooge deep into my gut. “Don't pull out, boy. Work it in like I told you.” Both father and son worked their loads into our asses as their cocks softened. Eventually, Dad's thick dick slid out of my hole and the boy's cock plopped out of my boy's ass, leaving a river of charged cum trickling out and all over the car hood. My boy was smiling from ear to ear as he played with his hole. “Fuck guys. Three loads and four cocks in my ass all in one afternoon!” Dad asked him as he slid his fingers in and out of my boy's cummy butt, “You wanna cum, boy? I've trained my son to work a cock like a champ!” My boy leapt off of the hood and bent the younger trucker over. He slid his dick up and down his crack as was surprised to find his hole loose and wet. He slid in easily, balls deep. “He's loose down there. You break him in already today?” “Twice,” Dad said as he jerked his stiffening cock. The trucker boy was moaning as he pushed back against my boy's dick, meeting every thrust. My boy must have liked the idea that he was mixing two POZ daddy loads around in that boy's ass because when he came, he fired off like a rocket. As soon as my boy pulled out, his Dad slid right in. It was amazing to see this guy's hole stretching around his father's POZ dick, practically sucking it in every time his father thrust forward. My boy stood on one side and me on the other as we kept the boy's cheeks spread wide. His father's pace quickened as he fired off another load in his boy's hole and slowed to work it in. We went our separate ways, the truckers back to their rig, and my boy and I back to the car, all of us nude, and three of us leaking cum from our asses. The rig had to go in reverse for nearly a mile until there was a place wide enough for them to turn it around. I hopped out, still nude, and handed them my card before getting back on the highway. They promised to look us up if their travels brought them to our coast. My hole quivered just thinking about it. -
Toledo Breeding Story of me taking a load in Toledo >> is me << is the other guy I had just got done with my delivery and headed to the truckstop for my 10hr break. Horny as hell and tired too, I decided to hop online and see if I could find some dick before I had to leave out again. Probably should tell you a little about me. I'm J. I'm 32, 5'8, brown hair, blue eyes, and about 320lbs. Cock is about 5-6"c. strict bareback only guy here. As of last test (April 20th, 2014) I was HIV neg. Anyway, back to the story. Found a guy on Adam4Adam. He was a slightly chunky (probably around 210lbs) black guy with a big dick. He was interested in meeting up and filling me full of cum. As it would turn out, he was newly diagnosed and not on meds yet. Didn't even know his viral load. After I got some sleep and cleaned up, he came over to fuck me. Sometimes I like to top, and most times I prefer bottom. So he climbs up in the truck. <<"Hey, what's up?" >>"Not much. Ready to seed me?" <<"Damn right! You ready for this big black cock and poisoned load?" >>"Yep! How do you want me?" <<"Just get on your knees. Remember, no lube, just spit. Sure you can handle this?" >>"Well if I can't, I guess you'll be making me." I turn around on my knees on the bed in my truck. As he is pulling down his pants, I'm thinking to myself, "Are you sure you want an unmedicated pos load in you?" The answer was yes. After the 50+ poz loads I've taken and still being neg afterwards, I figured that there is a good chance that it won't take. Suddenly he rams his whole cock in my hole. OUCH that hurt but oh well. He procceds to fuck me for about 20-30 minutes. God my ass was sore. He would pound real hard like he was cumming, then slow down and pull out and shove it back in. Then pull out and shove it back in again over and over. I forgot to mention that I had him video tape this with my phone. Imagine that, a breeding story with video to go with it. Anyaway, he pulls out and starts jerking his cock off. >>"Still planning on filling me with seed?" <<"Hell yeah, just getting there a little faster." He starts to get close and shoves it back in. He starts grunting and making noises. I can tell he's cumming because his cock starts sliding really easily in and out of my hole. He continues to pound my hole for a few minutes working his toxic load into my ass. He then pulls out, cleans himself off, and leaves. And that is where this story ends.... well at least for a few weeks to see if it takes or not anyway...
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I was traveling across the state and stopped at rest area around midnight for some coffee. I was sitting outside smoking and drinking my coffee when this hot beefy long bearded man about 55 came walking by and went inside. He nodded and I nodded back. On his way back out we got to chatting, and I made it pretty clear I was into him. He invites me into his sleeper and has me sit on bunk and wastes no time pulling his cock out. It was about 7.5" and nicely thick with a fat head, and I couldn't get it in my mouth fast enough. So I'm blowing him and he's rubbing my bald head telling me how hot it is. He even pulls his cock out and rubs it on the top of my head. I'd never been so happy I was bald. After more sucking he asks if he can play with my hole, and I answer by stripping off my pants as fast as I can and getting on my knees for him. He rubs and smacks my ass, then starts licking my hole unlike it's ever been licked. His tongue going deep and beard rubbing my ass cheeks was almost enough to make me cum. Without missing a beat hes on his knees behind me grinding his cockhead against my wet hole. He's holding my hips tight with his hands and before I could say no or anything his head is opening my hole and he's in me raw. He pauses once he's fully inside, then tells me to lower my ass a little for him. I still was surprised he got inside me so fast, but I did what he told me. He just starts fucking me steady, telling me what a tight hole I got. He was making me hard as fuck as I had never let a stranger fuck me raw, and his assertiveness was just making me feel like a whore. And I fucking loved it! He grabbed my waist harder and thrust hard and let out a big ole groan, telling me to take his babies. (It was hot at time even if it sounds corny now). I could feel his cock throbbing, as well as my hole getting slicker as he kept pumping his load in my ass. I jerked my cock and shot as he was still inside me, and after a few moments his soft cock just slid out of my hole. He bred me! We both lay down and he thanked me. I bent down and he let me lick his cock clean, then I knew it was time to go. I went back into the bathrooms and sat in stall. I had to feel my hole and his cum running outta my ass. I even tasted it, and got so hard I jerked off sitting on toilet. My first anonymous raw load, from that long bearded trucker.
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Just on my way to work this morning I stopped ad a parking place near the highway. I like to have sex when other can see me having sex. There is a little grove by it and I went there waiting for some action. There was soon coming a other car, a beautiful a little to heavy guy came out looking around and spot my. He came over and before I now he was giving me a blowjob. When he was busy with my dick I pull down his trousers and start playing with my fingers in his big ass. By the way I like man with a big ass, find it very, very sexy and get always horny of it. In the meantime there was a trucker stopped and he was waiting use for sometime and then came out of his truck and came to us. The guy how was giving me a blowjob turn around, that's was a invitation to put my dick in that horny ass. So I did what he was waiting for and I pull my dick in his ass. And he knows how to make me and the the trucker even more horny then we already where! He turned over again to gif my again a a blowjob when the trucker was putting in his dick in his ass. After a few minutes the trucker came growling ready in his ass, he turn around again and start licking the truckers dick and thanking him for that load. I was so horny that I put my dick in that fresh filled ass and start fucking him also. It's feels so horny to fuck in fresh seed that I came faster then I wanted it. The horny guy thanks use booth and he was wanking his dick, so then I sucked him good so he came in my mouth. I love to fuck but I also like to get as many as possible sperm in my mouth. As closer part we have snowball one a other!
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I got out to take a walk and smoke and cruise the truckers in the lot. Cars and trucks were interspersed. The same could be said for many of their occupants—getting each other off in the dark recesses of the woods. I watched a sated trucker haul ass outta there just as another pulled in to take his place. The driver smirked—his bod perked up—as he set his sights between my legs. Our eyeballs locked, and he stretched to unlock the passenger side door. He pulled the curtains partly closed and peered out through the little bit of window left unveiled till our eyes entwined again. After a moment's faltering, weighing the pros and cons, I hopped into the cab. I found him lying on his bunk, flaunting his hairy bod. I bent down to suck the Fucker off, milking his oozing Pole with my hot and slimey lips. Pulling off that funky, unwashed Cock, I tongue-bathed his frenum and his balls. He moaned and raised his hairy legs, letting them cum to rest beside my ears. Fuckmeat to be sure! But first I wanted to—no!—strike that!—had to—subdue the Dude. I stripped and lay down on top him. Our lips collided violently. I spit into his mouth. He swished my spit between his lips like the connoisseur he was. I sucked the salty exudation from his pits, while my expert fingers made mincemeat of will! All the while my hungry Cock stabbed blindly at his Cunt. At the height of his enthrallment, in the throes of his ecstasy, I drew his hirsute thighs apart to administer the rimming of his life. Few guys, Gay or Straight, can withstand my hungry tongue; and his moans confirmed this Trucker Dude had fallen right in line. "Flip over so I can do you right." Compliantly, without a peep, he rolled over and offered me his Butt. On his right Cheek was this tattoo—two hearts and "Amy's Slut." "Who's Amy? Wife? Girlfriend?" "Yeah, but we're gettin' a divorce." "Let me guess. She found out you fuck around." "Hell, no! I'm the one divorcing her!" I buried my tongue up his Mancunt and spit on his Pussy several times. I worked a digit up his Crack. I wanted him all slimey, wet and hot. Nonetheless, I plowed in slowly—letting him adjust. But all for naught—his well-worn Pussy could only have gotten that stretched out from years of taking Cock. "She ever strap a Dildo on?" Insidious chat at best. "No way! I was just her 'cuckold,' so to speak." "Her what!?" "She'd bring her boyfriends home and let me watch. Every now and then she'd toss me one if she liked the way I’d dressed--in heels, short skirt, and lacey bra with neon lipstick that smeared all over my face and on their Cocks when I went down on them. I'd usually cum away with lipstick smeared from ear to ear, Cum drippin' down my chin. I got pretty good at suckin’ Cock—if I do say so myself." "Is that all you did--suck the Fuckers off?" "I'd eat their Balls and Assholes, too." "They ever fuck you?" "The Bi ones did, and some of the so-called 'Straights.'" "Bareback?" "There were no condoms in the house." I'd heard enough. After I'd nutted him, he asked me to suck him off. "Sorry. I just shot. You better try the woods for that." I dressed and left. I suppose he thought it rude of me—not to reciprocate. But, hey, you gotta do what's best for Number One!
