[Gruntraq] JB Truck Service Part 11

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An erotic story continued from JB Truck Service 10

As I was hastily cleaning up my messy boy cunt after being pounded dirty by mechanic Greg in the employee restroom my cell phone rang. I fumbled for the phone as I sat on the filthy toilet and saw the familiar number of my trucker stud Chet. "Hey", I answered. "Hey bud, what's up?" he replied. He went on to say he was in town and wanted to get together tonight. "I got a motel room next to the truckstop, you can hang out as long as you want....event stay the night", he invited. I was so there. "Right on I'll be there in about 30 minutes. Just take it easy on me tonight. I just got fucked hard by a guy here at work and I'm kind of sore". He laughed over the phone, "You're a little whore aint ya? Don't worry I'll take good care of my favorite little buddy". He then asked if I could swing my Sal's Greasy Burger and pick up some food on the way in.

Chet’s slim build, defined upper torso and arms was far more cowboy stud than pear shaped truck-driver. Every time I had seen him he seemed to be wearing the same red baseball cap, flannel button up shirt, wife beater and faded 501’s. Damn. Our first get-together in the parts delivery van was a “fast friends quickie fuck“. Our second foray in the sleeper of his rig at the truck-stop was a surprisingly passionate flip-flop fuck session that was far more intimate than the van experience.

I was excited to see him and stay the night with him, waking up with his arms around me. I called my folks and told them I’d was going out with some friends and might not be home til tomorrow. Mom gave me the usual concerned displeased tone with my staying out all night but bit her lip and said, “Okay, well be careful.” Damn she was probably worried about me drinking beer or even smoking some pot. Little did she know I would be fucking and sleeping with a man twice my age tonight in a cheap motel.

At Chet’s motel room, he answered the door we exchanged a playfil grin. He was wearing his only his white briefs, tube socks and his red baseball cap was on backwards. His black work boots were in a pile at the foot of the bed with his Levis and shirt. His bare haired chest and V-shaped upper frame caught my eyes as I walked past him and set down the bags of food. The room was typical Motel 6, two flat floral beds with squeaky mattresses, the smell of cigarettes, and cheap minimal furniture.

Shutting the door and walking up behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and pressed his package against my ass. I felt his rough whiskers brush the back of my neck and his warm breath on my ears as his palms slowly roved around my stomach and below. He kissed the back of my neck and squeezed me in a tight hug. He whispered in my ear, “Thanks for coming bud.” I melted in his arms as my pounded asshole twitched with a hungry itch.

I turned around and we hugged each other briefly before looking each other in the eye and giggling. He planted his tongue in my mouth and we kissed sloppy and clumsy as our cocks swelled, begging to be let loose. “Man it is so good to see you. I been thinking about you all week”, he said again as we embraced. He smiled and said, “I’m horny but more than that I’m hungry. Let’s eat. We can get down later”.

We sat and ate our food while the Oz played on the motel room TV. Chet told me that his divorce was finalized earlier this week and that he was free as a bird now. “Don’t ever marry a woman just because you got her pregnant,” he kidded in a warning tone. I pondered and said, “I don’t think I will ever get to that point.” He smiled and nodded. “Yeah, well I still didn’t know what I wanted when I got caught in the trap. Your'e luckier than you think bud”.

“So do you have kids then?” I asked. He nodded yes, “I have a daughter that's 17.” A little embarrassed he said, “She is just a year younger than you I guess. I was only 17 myself when I got Tina pregnant.” Chet got silent and I didn’t know what to say. He finally continued, “ I‘ve been on the road driving a truck most of the last 16 years or so and barely know either of them. They barely know me. I only made it home every couple of weeks for a few days here and there. She’s been seeing another guy for over a year now and they’re going to Vegas to get married next month. I wont be missed.”

He then smiled and said, “But I didn’t mean to spoil the mood.“ He then grabbed a couple of beers he had in the sink with ice and handed me one. After we finished our food I asked Chet if I could take a shower. I still felt dirty and messy from getting butt-fucked raw and hard at work. “Sure no problem”, he said. “You want to take one together?” he asked. That sounded good to me and within minutes we were peeling off our clothes and stepping into the small bathroom shower together.

The warm water felt good on me and standing in close quarters with Chet in the buff made me high as a kite. He might have been nearly twice my age but he didn’t seem older at all, and he treated my like an equal. He lathered me up and down with soap and scrubbed my back. Our cocks got nice and hard as they rubbed up against one another and we engaged a bit of mutual jacking all the while giggling and having some fun. Chet finally soaped up his hand and slid it between my ass cheeks to clean up my love hole. I flinched as his fingers poked into me playfully.

The shower was a bit too small for much play so once we got done mutually cleaning ourselves we stepped out and got dried off. Skipping the whole getting dressed thing, we just went straight to the bed and fell into a pile together.

Before we got to heavy into crawling and slithering all over each other, the cowboy trucker reached into his duffel bag and grabbed a big bottle of lube and set it on the night stand. As I laid on my back he straddled over me on his hands and knees and began kissing and licking me on my tits and then my armpits. Grinding his hard cock back and forth against mine, he ran his hands through my hair and kissed my neck, brushing his rough whiskers across my soft white skin. “Man you are just something special buddy”, he whispered.

He knelt up for a moment and poured some of the lube across my cock and stomach, rubbing my front down nice and slick. He then laid back down over me and continued grinding our slippery wet cocks back and forth while we kissed. We continued this supercharged foreplay of mock fucking and rubbing until I thought I was going to cum. He knelt back up again and lubed my cock up some more, jacking his rough hand up and down on my throbbing 7" rod.

He then slid forward straddling my cock and sat his asshole slowly down onto it. He reached behind and gripped my rod, guiding it to his nest as he pushed down on me. The pressure of his tight asshole bent my cock almost painfully for a second until it just popped in. Once the pressure released the warm wet sensation of his velvety warm chute engulfed my wick. That first sink is always the best aint it?. He shut his eyes and dropped his hairy square jaw in pleasure as his weight fell all the way down onto my shaft.

He bounced up and down on my cock grunting and panting as I rolled my eyes back into my head. The cowboy stud took to getting it in the ass with a hunger that belied his studly demeanor. He soon broke stride and laid down on me face to face and we kissed some more as he slid his chute back and forth on my cock. He then wrapped his arms around me and we rolled together over on his back, with me now on top of him. Leaning back he looked me in the eyes and flickered his tongue out at me wickedly, “Come on, give it to me good buddy”.

As I began slamming his ass as hard and fast as I could he wrapped his legs around my ass and squeezed me into him like he had done before. He extended his hands out and clasped my skull and pulled me to his face and we kissed and tongued as I fucked his tight cowboy trucker hole. His legs were gripping me so tight it made it hard to fuck. My bucking movements were OUR bucking movements. The bed was now squeaking and slapping as I banged his ass. I thought the neighbors were sure to hear us.

“Uh, Uhh, Oh yeah. Fuck me buddy!” he grunted loudly as my 150lb body gave him all I had. The neighbors surely heard that. His legs continued clamping my skinny ass so tight they were trembling as I panted and bullfucked his hairy ass. His body shuddered slightly and I felt a warm wet sensation splash across my stomach. “Oh yeah, you just get me off bud!” he grunted as his cock continued shooting warm jizz between us. As his load was running out he pulled me down to him and we kissed some more as I soon got to my own nut. He held my skull in a lock just inches from his face and we stared into each other’s eyes as I let my flood of boy cum loose in his chute. I finished pumping him full of my warm juice we kissed some more.

When I was finished I fell to his side laid there together for a while. Hours later we hadn’t gotten very far away from that place. It had long since been dark outside and we had sucked each other’s cocks and blew our nuts some more. His 8” tool was thick and hairy, making a great tasty log for the sucking. For a studly cowboy trucker, he was as enthusiastic at sucking my 18 year old boy meat just as much.

After a few more beers we were both getting groggy and the TV news had gotten over. “You staying here with me tonight?” he asked. I nodded yes. Out of all the sex I had been having in the past month at and around work, getting together with this guy was something else all together. It was more like, well....love. For a big gruff guy well older than I, he treated my as an equal and with respect, with love and passion.

The light began to dimly creep through the cracks of the curtains in the morning while we rubbed against each other transitioning from a dead sleep to being awake. It felt so natural. I didn’t have to be at work as it was Saturday and neither one of us were in a hurry to get up. Running his hands through my hair he said, “Man I could get used to waking up every morning with you buddy”. Feeling the same rising heat I squeezed him and said, “Me too“.

He then laid back on his pillow and looked at the ceiling and pondered. “So, what if you could? What is your situation right now? What are you doing as far as your job, school or whatever? What is the story with your parents?” I had a feeling where this was headed and answered, “I graduated High School last June and I’m scheduled to start going to community college here pretty soon. I am just working at the parts store to have some spending money, my Dad got me the job there.”

The cowboy trucker finally took a deep breath and said, “This might sound wacky, but why don’t you come on the road with me in the truck for a couple weeks. You don’t have to start college for another month. We could spend all day with each other, you could sleep with me in the truck and see the country. Every college kid needs a roadtrip before they start school! And you don't need any money, I'll take care of ya." He then laughed and joked, "You can be my kept boy”.

I laid there silent and listened as he laid out his offer. I wanted to go. But it was not my boss at work getting mad at me for quitting I was worried about. It was how I would explain to my parents I was going to run off on the road with some stranger in a truck out of the blue. How would that look or be explained? My dad being a trucker himself would pick it apart in a minute. I finally spoke, “I would love to come with you man, but I don’t know about my parents. I mean I’m 18 and all, but they aren’t gonna like it if I go tell them I am quitting my job to go riding with you on the road. It would lead to a lot of curiosity and questions I would have to answer or lie about”.

Chet let out a sigh and sat up. "Well give it some thought," he said. "I'll be back in town later next week and you can jump in the truck with me if you decide.” He then got up and went into the bathroom and started taking a piss. We went another round in the sheets before we took a shower together again and I left for home to figure out how I would sell this to my folks.

To Be Continued

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