[Gruntraq] JB Truck Service 6

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An erotic tale continued From JB Truck Service 5

A few days after I had my raunchy lunch time hookup with trucker Chet I was well into my day of running back and forth from the parts counter, jerking my meat, and trying to scam my next sexcapade. I had gone over to James and Ted’s place a couple of times after work for some hot three-way play, but something about the sneaky and sporadic sex in and around the shop was just a much bigger turn-on. My 18-year old body was responding to all this sexual energy by wanting more. It was all I thought about morning, noon and night. Sex. Sex. Sex.

About mid-afternoon James handed me a part number on a piece of paper for a big O-ring seal. “Go fetch this and take to it Jonny in the oil bay. He needs it now”. Jonny was a grease monkey, a rough older guy that looked in his late 40’s or early 50’s. He looked haggard and rough like he had done a lot of drugs and drinking in his life, someone who could still kick your ass despite his age. Jonny didn’t talk much and when he wasn’t in the basement pit changing oil under the trucks, he was out behind the shop chain smoking.

He had some long faded tats that you could see creeping out from his blue overalls of spider webs and whatnot - that stuff from the ‘70s. His face was pockmarked and rough and he always had a couple days of dark stubble with a big overgrown untrimmed mustache that screamed Charles Manson. James had told me he did time some time in prison back in the day and pretty much kept to himself. “Just leave him alone, he does not play well with others”, I had been told.

So I found the O-ring seal and went out to the shop to take it down to him. We had a large basement pit area under the oil bay. There was a narrow steel stairway in the back corner of the shop down to the pit where Jonny worked. There was only a small opening in the roof under the area where the truck’s engine was, a work area where the oil was drained and sent into storage barrels off to the side. The basement space was pretty good sized however as there were rows and aisles of steel racks upon which various filters, gaskets and other relevant parts were stored. It was a dark dank place that smelled of used oil and had been off my daily cleaning rounds - forever shrouded in mystery.

I stepped down the steep ladder stairs and made my way through the dark labyrinth of steel shelving of the pit to where Jonny was. The basement well smelled strong of used oil and petroleum and had a heaviness in the air. I had to be careful not to bump my head on the low hanging steel beams that supported the concrete floor overhead. When I got to Jonny, I handed him the plastic package that contained the O-ring saying, “James said you needed this“. He looked at me and the part with a disinterested sneer, grabbing it from me with his black grubby hands. Tossing it to the steel table to his side grabbed a can of Copenhagen from his pocket and cracked it open. The sour and pungent odor of the chewing tobacco filled the air as he pinched a healthy wad and placed it in his mouth.

Handing it toward me he said, “You chew?”. I just nodded negative, “No. Thanks though”. He just sneered at me again and gave me a look like some worthless little pussy boy as he adjusted the tobacco in his lower lip with his tongue. As I started to turn and leave he said, “I heard you’re a good cocksucker”. A jilt of threat and embarrassment fell across me for a split second. “Boy this gets around the shop“, I thought to myself. Before I responded he grabbed his dick through his blue overalls and squeezed it. “You want to suck mine rookie? Or are you too good for an old fucker like me?” I was on the spot and just stood there in a brief freeze. I was actually scared to tell him no. His body language and his facial expression intimidated me. I didn't know how to get out of this. “Come on, we can do it right down here real quick. Wont take too long”.

I looked down at his greasy hands grappling at his package and felt mine grow a tinge. “Sure”, I responded. He then said, “Come on over here then.” He passed by me and motioned for me to follow him down a narrow aisle between two steel racks into a dark recess of the storage basement where nobody could see or hear us. “This is good, if anyone comes down here we can hear them coming ”, he said and tucked his chew in his lower lip again with his tongue. “This is my little private place”. He then grabbed a roll of paper towels from the shelf next to him and used it to wipe the black oil and dirt from his hands.

Tossing the blackened paper towel into a small waste basket he said, “The other guys like to jack off upstairs in the restroom", he said watching me for a response. "I hang out down here. Nobody every fucks with me down here.” He spit some Copenhagen on the floor and rubbed his cock some more. “Your little buddy Ted likes to come down here and suck my dick too. Let’s see who is the best cocksucker rookie.”

Pulling down the zipper than ran from his neck to his crotch, he slowly exposed the thick grey and black tuft of hair that covered his heavily tattooed chest. Skulls, demons, chains, barbed wire and webs covered almost every square inch of his upper body. As he unzipped all the way down, he slipped the overalls off his broad shoulders and let them fall to the floor around his knees.

Dressed commando, his semi-hard sweaty cock sprung out of captivity and swung low and heavy like a tree branch in the wind. His arms covered from wrist to chest with tats reached down, his hands grasped his meat and jacked it a couple of times as it inflated with blood. I knelt to the cold concrete floor and assumed the position in front of this rough old fucker and began to mouth his growing meat.

His cock was about 6-7“ in size and covered with spindly dark and grey hairs. Having handled it a lot with greasy hands, he tasted of sweat, piss and motor oil as I began to run my tongue around his mushroom tip and lunge onto his shaft. “That’s it rookie, suck my cock. Suck my cock!” he grunted as his rough blackened hands clasped my skull and guided himself deeper into my mouth.

As I worked him for a few minutes I began tasting the sweet sticky ooze of pre-cum in my mouth. Turning me on and increasing my desire I started sucking him faster and more aggressively. “Oh, yeah rookie.Come on and suck that cock!” he grunted as he started pumping my face with his hips. He then grabbed a bottle of poppers from the shelf and inhaled as I worked his stinky meat. “Ooohh, yeah rookie you are a good cocksucker!”, he moaned. He then offered me a quick hit of the magic bottle. Stopping and inhaling the evil stuff for the first time I almost fell on my ass. My head got all warm and I swam in the rush. "Get back on my cock rookie", he said.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled his cock from my mouth and started jacking it off. Taking another hit of poppers, he grabbed my jaw with one hand and jacked his cock with the other, aiming it at my gaping mouth. “Oh, yeah rookie I’m gonna cum on your face!”, he grunted with a sneer. “Here I come!”. In an instant he began shooting his hot boiling cream into my mouth and across my face.

Four pumps of sweet warm rope later I took his sloppy wet dick into my mouth and sucked the last drops of seed from his wide piss slit. He then pulled out again and wiped my face with the tip of his meat, slowly herding the stray jizz from my face and chin back into my mouth. “Yeah, come on rookie you gonna lick up all Jonny’s load and swallow it up.”

As his cock shrunk I continued to suck him dry and lick up the last bits of his juice he put in my mouth. “Good job rookie. You can come down here and see me whenver you want.” I stood up and wiped my mouth with my forearm and mustered, “That’s cool”. He put his sloppy dick back into his blue overalls and zipped them up. Putting a cigarette in his mouth he said, “Next time I’d like to fuck that tight little ass of yours rookie. You up for that?” Feeling much better about the guy now that I had swallowed his seed. I just smiled and said, “Sure. Anytime.” Funny how that works huh?

He let out a sneering laugh and said, “Good! Well you better get back upstairs before they think you’re off sucking cock somewhere rookie. I gotta go have a smoke”. I made my way back out of the dark back recesses of the basement with my mouth tasting like dick and headed for the employee restroom. I had to blow a load off so fucking bad!.

To Be Continued

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