It had been a great summer so far. I had found a full time job with a construction crew, mostly doing framing, but also a lot of other tasks associated with building houses. I really liked my work, and I was making decent money. My boss was also a huge football fan, and he was willing to let me keep working after I began football practice the following week. We would be practicing twice a day, from 6:00am to 9:00am, and then again from 5:00pm to 8:00pm. My boss told me to show up after the morning practice and he would cut me loose early enough to make it to evening practice.
I was also having plenty of great sex. After two and half years of dating with nothing more than dry humping and the occasional feel of her breasts through her clothes, my girlfriend had really gotten wild since she graduated. She was a year older than me and whatever had changed, I was the lucky recipient. On the first day of summer break, she had stripped down to her panties in my little apartment and we had thoroughly explored each other. Every day that week we went a little further, and on the first Saturday night of summer break, we finally had sex. It was as amazing as I knew it would be.
I was not a virgin, and had been cheating on her almost since she had told me she was saving herself for when we got married. I was fortunate enough to have a few go-to girls who were willing to have sex and take care of the blue balls I always had when I left my girlfriend's house.
I was also having regular sex with my best friend, Jeff. He and I had been lovers for three years, but we hadn't seen much of each other during the past year. We had been hooking up at least twice a week since the start of summer and while he still suffered from occasional pangs of guilt about our homosexual affair, I was enjoying him tremendously.
On the last Friday before two-a-days began, I left work just after 7:00pm. I was meeting my girlfriend later for a late movie and more sex and had a semi-erection just thinking about her fantastic body. I was driving up the Interstate when I noticed the sign for the rest area.
I had driven past this particular rest area every day for the past two weeks. It had a notorious reputation as a spot where gay males cruised. I had often thought about stopping, but never did. That night as I drew closer to the exit, I put on my turn signal and exited the highway. The sun was just going down and the lights in the rest area were already on. There were a lot of big rigs parked in the trucker's area, and a lot of cars in the car parking area.
I parked and walked toward the small building that held the bathrooms and the vending machines, and of course the big map of North Carolina. I entered the bathroom and went into a stall, not quite knowing what the protocol was. It was still relatively early and I imagined if all the stories I'd heard were true, the place would be standing room only later on.
Inside the stall there was tons of graffiti, mostly gay related. There was also a hole in each wall of the stall, which I later learned was called a glory hole. I sat down and looked through the hole on my right to see an empty stall. Through the hole on my left I observed a man with his pants down masturbating. I found that to be extremely erotic and watched for a few moments before lowering my jeans and boxers and doing the same. I heard the stall door on my right open and close, and soon thereafter the sound of a zipper being pulled down.
I looked over to my right and observed a hand pass in front of the glory hole, a motion that was repeated a couple more times over the next few minutes. I also learned later that it was a signal to insert my cock through the glory hole so the guy in the next stall could pleasure me, usually orally. Since I was not aware, the hand motions soon stopped.
The guy in the stall on my left was now down on his knees facing the opposite wall of his stall. I assumed he was looking through the glory hole on that side. I had a great view of his hairy ass, and I found it very exciting to stroke my cock while looking at his backside. I heard a rustling sound to my right and glanced back over just in time to see a huge cock slide through the glory hole. I was surprised and excited.
Everything I'd heard about this place was turning out to be accurate, and I knew I was expected to either stroke or suck the huge cock that was now slowly sliding in and out of the glory hole. I tentatively reached out with my hand and wrapped it around the shaft, and I could see his shoes under the bottom wall of the stall. He stood still as soon as I grabbed him, and heard him sigh as I gave his cock a slow stroke.
My gay best friend had a very large cock, but this one was even bigger. I estimated that it was about nine inches long, and very thick. I moved forward on the toilet seat for a closer look, and it looked so inviting that I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip. It smelled and tasted amazing. I used my tongue to lubricate his cock, licking every inch of it, occasionally licking his delicious pre-cum off the tip. I found the whole experience to be hugely exciting, and my own cock was dripping pre-cum.
After I had his cock well-lubed, I began stroking his hard shaft and opened my mouth wide and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He eased forward and his cock was soon pressed against the back of my mouth. I desperately wanted to take more of it, but he was just too big. I began moving my mouth up and down on his cock at the same time I stroked his shaft and heard him moan with pleasure. With my left hand, I stroked my own cock.
I don't know how long I sucked that monster cock, but soon the man on the other end of it was thrusting his hips against the wall of the stall as I blew him. A short time after that and his warm cum was splashing into my mouth. I was surprised but managed to swallow most of it and only a little leaked out of each side of my mouth around his cock. When he finished spurting, I licked him clean and then he pulled his cock back through the glory hole. I heard him adjusting his clothes and a few seconds later heard the stall door open and close. I heard someone say, "That guy gives great head," and then the stall door on my right opened and closed again.
I had looked back over to the glory hole on the left and almost got poked in the eye by another cock as it eased through onto my side of the wall. I didn't know if it was the same guy I'd seen in there before, but I was soon lubricating his cock with my saliva. This one was much smaller, but still tasted great. I sucked him until he also came in my mouth. I looked back to my right and another cock was waiting there for me.
"Wow," I thought to myself, "I could do this all night." I checked my watch and realized that I was going to be late meeting my girlfriend no matter what, so I decided to suck one more cock. I began licking the one that was sticking through the glory hole on my right.
This cock was the most beautiful one I had ever seen. It was long and thick, not as big as the first guy I had sucked, but close. He had blond pubic hair, he was not circumcised, and the head of his long cock was huge. His foreskin was pulled back about halfway down the head. His foreskin was very thin, and he had a lot of veins including some very large ones on both the top and bottom of his cock. Pre-cum glistened from the tip, and I leaned forward and lapped it into my mouth. It was delicious. I was stroking my own cock pretty rapidly as I spit into my hand and lubricated his shaft.
He moaned with pleasure when I took his cock into my mouth. I stroked him as I sucked him, and he came surprisingly quickly, spurting a huge load into my mouth. "Oh, fuck, that feels good!" He cried out as he came. I came almost immediately after he did and made a mess all over the floor and into my boxers.
I licked him clean and he withdrew his cock. I heard him buttoning up and I wanted to see who the owner of that gorgeous cock was so I pulled up my cum-filled boxers and jeans and hurried out soon after he exited his stall. As I walked out I realized there was actually a line for the stalls on both sides of the one I had been in.
I looked around when I exited the bathroom, and saw a tall blond making his way rapidly toward the parked cars. I jogged after him, and when he reached his car, a bright red Corvette, he opened the door and turned toward me. I managed to stop jogging and slow to a normal walk before he saw me and we made eye contact.
He was a very good looking man. I had of course been looking at men in a much different light since I started having sex with my best friend, but there were very few that I looked at and thought "I'd like to have sex with him." There were exceptions, of course, but for the most part I didn't feel the same sexual attraction to men that I felt to women.
He was tall and blond, with hair cut fairly short, and a dark golden tan. He had broad shoulders, a slim waist, and muscular arms. He was wearing khaki pants, tennis shoes, and a white polo shirt. I thought he was one of the best looking men I had ever seen. I was practically staring at him, and he nodded to me and got in his car. I desperately wanted to talk to him and maybe get his phone number or arrange a future hookup, but before I could muster up the courage he got into his car, closed the door, and started the engine. I stood looking after him as he backed out of the space and then drove off, glancing my way again as he pulled forward.
"Fuck!" I thought to myself. I knew I'd never see him again. His car had California plates and I figured he was on his way back home. I looked back toward the bathroom and thought about going back to see if I could get my own cock sucked, but then I realized my girlfriend would be waiting and she would likely take care of that for me. I walked to my car and hurried home where I took a quick shower, dressed, and headed back out. My girlfriend did indeed suck my cock that night, and we had the best sex we'd had to date.
The next day was Saturday, and once again I worked from about 6:30am until 7:00pm. I decided early in the day that I was going to stop at the Rest Area again on my way home that night, and I was horny all day thinking about it. I hoped I would again get to pleasure someone like the guy from California.
After work I drove quickly to the rest area. My girlfriend wasn't getting off work until midnight and she was going to stop by my place on her way home. I had several hours to explore how things worked at the rest area before I would have to head home.
As I'd done the night before, I went into a stall that had other stalls on either side, and it wasn't long before I was sucking my first cock, an average-sized one that stuck out from amidst a ton of curly black hair. After that I sucked a giant black cock, my first. It smelled and tasted like all the other cocks I'd sucked, and I enjoyed it tremendously. As I started sucking a third cock, the guy on the other side of the wall asked "Want to come out to my truck and get more comfortable?"
I pulled back and said that sounded like a great idea, and we both arranged our clothes and stepped out. I had been enjoying the anonymity of sucking cocks without seeing who their owner was, but I was also interested in maybe trying a little anal sex as well, and figured that couldn't be done through a glory hole. I found out later that it could indeed be done, but I was still somewhat inexperienced.
The truck driver who came out of the stall next to mine was a small man. His cock had been rather large and it seemed odd to me that he was only about 5'6" and weighed, at most, 150 pounds. He had long black hair and a thick beard and mustache. He was wearing jeans, cowboy boots, and a black Harley Davidson t-shirt. We bypassed the lines that had started to form for the stalls and I followed him out to his truck, admiring his slim hips and small butt. My cock was rock hard.
I did think about the risks I was taking. This guy could be a serial killer for all I knew. There was no AIDS epidemic at that time, so there wasn't much chance of catching anything that would kill me. All the potential risks ran through my mind as I followed him, but I discounted all of them and could think only about my gratification.
Once we reached his truck, he opened the driver's side door and climbed in, I followed him, closing the door behind me. When I turned around, I was surprised to see a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat.
"Oh, hello," I said.
"Hi," she responded. "I'm Annie."
Annie was a very beautiful woman, also wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and cowboy boots. She had smallish breasts, but looked like she had a nice body under her clothes. I was taken aback that the truck driver had bought me back to an occupied truck, and the sexual possibilities began running through my mind.
"I'm Drew," I replied and shook her outstretched hand. She had a beautiful smile.
"You look surprised to see me," she continued.
"I have to admit," I replied, "that I did not expect to find such a pretty woman in here."
She laughed delightedly. "This one's a winner, Robert. Cute and charming."
I looked at the truck driver, and he was smiling too. Somehow the name Robert seemed like too big a big handle for a truck driver. I would have thought it would be Bob, or Bobbie, or even Joe Bob.
"I'm sorry we surprised you," Robert said. "Annie and I occasionally ask a young man to join us and we have found that places like this," he waved to indicate the rest area, "attract the kind of men we're looking for."
"Sorry to tell you though," Annie added, "that I only watch. Robert likes to have sex with men, and I like to watch him as he indulges himself occasionally."
I had never heard of anything like this before, and it certainly wasn't one of the possibilities I had considered when I had first seen Annie upon entering the truck. I briefly wondered if I would be able to perform with her watching, but my cock was rock hard and I didn't imagine I would have a problem.
"So now that you know the score," Robert said, "if you want to head back out we won't hold it against you. I'd like you to stay, but I also need to tell you that I am a top man. You can suck my cock and I'll fuck you in the ass if you want, but I don't suck cock or let anyone fuck me. It's up to you if you want to stay under those conditions."
I looked from Robert to Annie, who smiled and mouthed silently "please stay." I had been fully prepared to suck Robert's cock through the glory hole, and I had fully expected to have anal sex with him once he led me to his truck, so his requirement to be the top didn't discourage me. I actually preferred being the bottom when I was with my best friend anyway. I was disappointed that Annie wouldn't be joining in, but I also found it exciting to have her watch.
"I don't have any problem with your conditions," I said, "I'd love to put on a little show for beautiful Miss Annie."
Annie clapped her hands silently and indicated that I should join Robert in the sleeper cab. I hadn't really looked around the interior of the truck when I'd first entered, but now I did. It was fairly spacious and contained a twin sized bed and another foldout bed above that, a small refrigerator, a two-burner electric oven and lots of cabinet space. Robert could stand up straight without touching the roof. I moved between the seats to join him and he was already removing his clothes.
Annie told me to face her while I removed my clothes so I did. I pulled off my shirt, trying to flex my muscles as I did so. I was in great shape due to the construction work and the weight-lifting program I had been on all summer. Annie winked and smiled as she let her eyes rove over my muscular arms and shoulders and well-defined abs.
I removed my work boots and socks, and then slid my jeans and boxers down and stepped out of them. My rock hard cock was dripping pre-cum. Annie told me to wipe it clean and then put my finger in my mouth, and I gladly obliged. Then she told me to join Robert on the bed.
I turned around and Annie said "Nice ass!" I looked at Robert, who had reclined on the bed and was stroking his big cock. It was about eight inches long, thick and uncircumcised, and once again I thought his cock was way out of proportion to the rest of his body, not that I was complaining.
I knelt on the floor between his legs and replaced his hand with my own, gently stroking him before leaning forward and licking the underside of the head of his cock. Annie moved over and settled on the end of the bed so she had a better view of me blowing her man. I found the entire scenario extremely erotic.
I licked the pre-cum off of Robert's cock, and then ran my tongue all around his bulbous head, pulling his foreskin back to lick every bit of his sensitive skin. I then ran my tongue slowly down the underside of his hard shaft until I reached his scrotum. He was hairy, and I loved his clean, musky scent. I licked his scrotum and soon his curly hair glistened with my saliva. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth, and then lifted them out of the way and licked the sensitive skin between his scrotum and asshole, all the while stroking his shaft gently. He moaned with pleasure.
I moved back up to his balls, once again sucking each of them gently, before running the tip of my tongue very slowly up the underside of his cock. When I reached his head, I pulled the foreskin back again and licked more of his pre-cum into my mouth, and then tried to gently work the tip of my tongue into his urethra. He writhed with pleasure. I looked over at Annie and her cheeks were flushed and she was panting slightly. She smiled at me when she noticed I was looking, and I saw that she had unbuttoned her jeans and had a hand down inside them.
I began licking every inch of Robert's shaft, frequently going back up to lap up his pre-cum. After several minutes of that I took his cock in my mouth and began slowly bobbing my head up and down while stroking his shaft with my left hand and fondling his balls with my right. At some point Annie pulled down her jeans and panties and turned so that I could see her masturbating. My cock had been leaking pre-cum continuously and this caused a fresh dollop to ooze out of me.
Robert told me to stop shortly after that. I figured he was about to come and wanted to save it for my ass. He told me to get up on the bed on my back and stood up so I could do as instructed.
"That's one of the best blowjobs I've ever had," he said, more to Annie than to me. I looked at Annie and she smiled back at me, working her finger in rapid circles over her engorged clit. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy as I lay down on the bed and spread my legs wide. Robert got on his knees between my legs. Annie got up and moved so she would have a better view, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.
Robert moved forward a little, lifted my legs, and shoved a pillow under my ass. I spread my legs wide and held them up so my ass was fully exposed. Robert spit onto my asshole, and then spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed it onto his cock.
"You've had anal sex before, haven't you?" Robert asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Good," he said, and rammed his big cock into my asshole. I hadn't expected him to go quite that fast and there was a brief, intense flash of pain, but my ass was pretty well-used and his cock was about the same size as my best friend's.
The pain was instantly replaced by exquisite pleasure as he withdrew and then plunged back deep inside me. Beside me, Annie moaned softly.
Robert reached out with his right hand and wrapped it around my cock, which was dripping pre-cum. As his cock massaged my prostate, even more fluid gushed out of me, and Robert used it to lubricate my cock. He began stroking my cock as he thrust his hips back and forth. It felt absolutely amazing. My best friend had fucked me in the ass many times, but besides him, Robert was the only other man to fuck me up until then. Combined with him stroking my cock, I was in heaven.
I was also having plenty of great sex. After two and half years of dating with nothing more than dry humping and the occasional feel of her breasts through her clothes, my girlfriend had really gotten wild since she graduated. She was a year older than me and whatever had changed, I was the lucky recipient. On the first day of summer break, she had stripped down to her panties in my little apartment and we had thoroughly explored each other. Every day that week we went a little further, and on the first Saturday night of summer break, we finally had sex. It was as amazing as I knew it would be.
I was not a virgin, and had been cheating on her almost since she had told me she was saving herself for when we got married. I was fortunate enough to have a few go-to girls who were willing to have sex and take care of the blue balls I always had when I left my girlfriend's house.
I was also having regular sex with my best friend, Jeff. He and I had been lovers for three years, but we hadn't seen much of each other during the past year. We had been hooking up at least twice a week since the start of summer and while he still suffered from occasional pangs of guilt about our homosexual affair, I was enjoying him tremendously.
On the last Friday before two-a-days began, I left work just after 7:00pm. I was meeting my girlfriend later for a late movie and more sex and had a semi-erection just thinking about her fantastic body. I was driving up the Interstate when I noticed the sign for the rest area.
I had driven past this particular rest area every day for the past two weeks. It had a notorious reputation as a spot where gay males cruised. I had often thought about stopping, but never did. That night as I drew closer to the exit, I put on my turn signal and exited the highway. The sun was just going down and the lights in the rest area were already on. There were a lot of big rigs parked in the trucker's area, and a lot of cars in the car parking area.
I parked and walked toward the small building that held the bathrooms and the vending machines, and of course the big map of North Carolina. I entered the bathroom and went into a stall, not quite knowing what the protocol was. It was still relatively early and I imagined if all the stories I'd heard were true, the place would be standing room only later on.
Inside the stall there was tons of graffiti, mostly gay related. There was also a hole in each wall of the stall, which I later learned was called a glory hole. I sat down and looked through the hole on my right to see an empty stall. Through the hole on my left I observed a man with his pants down masturbating. I found that to be extremely erotic and watched for a few moments before lowering my jeans and boxers and doing the same. I heard the stall door on my right open and close, and soon thereafter the sound of a zipper being pulled down.
I looked over to my right and observed a hand pass in front of the glory hole, a motion that was repeated a couple more times over the next few minutes. I also learned later that it was a signal to insert my cock through the glory hole so the guy in the next stall could pleasure me, usually orally. Since I was not aware, the hand motions soon stopped.
The guy in the stall on my left was now down on his knees facing the opposite wall of his stall. I assumed he was looking through the glory hole on that side. I had a great view of his hairy ass, and I found it very exciting to stroke my cock while looking at his backside. I heard a rustling sound to my right and glanced back over just in time to see a huge cock slide through the glory hole. I was surprised and excited.
Everything I'd heard about this place was turning out to be accurate, and I knew I was expected to either stroke or suck the huge cock that was now slowly sliding in and out of the glory hole. I tentatively reached out with my hand and wrapped it around the shaft, and I could see his shoes under the bottom wall of the stall. He stood still as soon as I grabbed him, and heard him sigh as I gave his cock a slow stroke.
My gay best friend had a very large cock, but this one was even bigger. I estimated that it was about nine inches long, and very thick. I moved forward on the toilet seat for a closer look, and it looked so inviting that I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip. It smelled and tasted amazing. I used my tongue to lubricate his cock, licking every inch of it, occasionally licking his delicious pre-cum off the tip. I found the whole experience to be hugely exciting, and my own cock was dripping pre-cum.
After I had his cock well-lubed, I began stroking his hard shaft and opened my mouth wide and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He eased forward and his cock was soon pressed against the back of my mouth. I desperately wanted to take more of it, but he was just too big. I began moving my mouth up and down on his cock at the same time I stroked his shaft and heard him moan with pleasure. With my left hand, I stroked my own cock.
I don't know how long I sucked that monster cock, but soon the man on the other end of it was thrusting his hips against the wall of the stall as I blew him. A short time after that and his warm cum was splashing into my mouth. I was surprised but managed to swallow most of it and only a little leaked out of each side of my mouth around his cock. When he finished spurting, I licked him clean and then he pulled his cock back through the glory hole. I heard him adjusting his clothes and a few seconds later heard the stall door open and close. I heard someone say, "That guy gives great head," and then the stall door on my right opened and closed again.
I had looked back over to the glory hole on the left and almost got poked in the eye by another cock as it eased through onto my side of the wall. I didn't know if it was the same guy I'd seen in there before, but I was soon lubricating his cock with my saliva. This one was much smaller, but still tasted great. I sucked him until he also came in my mouth. I looked back to my right and another cock was waiting there for me.
"Wow," I thought to myself, "I could do this all night." I checked my watch and realized that I was going to be late meeting my girlfriend no matter what, so I decided to suck one more cock. I began licking the one that was sticking through the glory hole on my right.
This cock was the most beautiful one I had ever seen. It was long and thick, not as big as the first guy I had sucked, but close. He had blond pubic hair, he was not circumcised, and the head of his long cock was huge. His foreskin was pulled back about halfway down the head. His foreskin was very thin, and he had a lot of veins including some very large ones on both the top and bottom of his cock. Pre-cum glistened from the tip, and I leaned forward and lapped it into my mouth. It was delicious. I was stroking my own cock pretty rapidly as I spit into my hand and lubricated his shaft.
He moaned with pleasure when I took his cock into my mouth. I stroked him as I sucked him, and he came surprisingly quickly, spurting a huge load into my mouth. "Oh, fuck, that feels good!" He cried out as he came. I came almost immediately after he did and made a mess all over the floor and into my boxers.
I licked him clean and he withdrew his cock. I heard him buttoning up and I wanted to see who the owner of that gorgeous cock was so I pulled up my cum-filled boxers and jeans and hurried out soon after he exited his stall. As I walked out I realized there was actually a line for the stalls on both sides of the one I had been in.
I looked around when I exited the bathroom, and saw a tall blond making his way rapidly toward the parked cars. I jogged after him, and when he reached his car, a bright red Corvette, he opened the door and turned toward me. I managed to stop jogging and slow to a normal walk before he saw me and we made eye contact.
He was a very good looking man. I had of course been looking at men in a much different light since I started having sex with my best friend, but there were very few that I looked at and thought "I'd like to have sex with him." There were exceptions, of course, but for the most part I didn't feel the same sexual attraction to men that I felt to women.
He was tall and blond, with hair cut fairly short, and a dark golden tan. He had broad shoulders, a slim waist, and muscular arms. He was wearing khaki pants, tennis shoes, and a white polo shirt. I thought he was one of the best looking men I had ever seen. I was practically staring at him, and he nodded to me and got in his car. I desperately wanted to talk to him and maybe get his phone number or arrange a future hookup, but before I could muster up the courage he got into his car, closed the door, and started the engine. I stood looking after him as he backed out of the space and then drove off, glancing my way again as he pulled forward.
"Fuck!" I thought to myself. I knew I'd never see him again. His car had California plates and I figured he was on his way back home. I looked back toward the bathroom and thought about going back to see if I could get my own cock sucked, but then I realized my girlfriend would be waiting and she would likely take care of that for me. I walked to my car and hurried home where I took a quick shower, dressed, and headed back out. My girlfriend did indeed suck my cock that night, and we had the best sex we'd had to date.
The next day was Saturday, and once again I worked from about 6:30am until 7:00pm. I decided early in the day that I was going to stop at the Rest Area again on my way home that night, and I was horny all day thinking about it. I hoped I would again get to pleasure someone like the guy from California.
After work I drove quickly to the rest area. My girlfriend wasn't getting off work until midnight and she was going to stop by my place on her way home. I had several hours to explore how things worked at the rest area before I would have to head home.
As I'd done the night before, I went into a stall that had other stalls on either side, and it wasn't long before I was sucking my first cock, an average-sized one that stuck out from amidst a ton of curly black hair. After that I sucked a giant black cock, my first. It smelled and tasted like all the other cocks I'd sucked, and I enjoyed it tremendously. As I started sucking a third cock, the guy on the other side of the wall asked "Want to come out to my truck and get more comfortable?"
I pulled back and said that sounded like a great idea, and we both arranged our clothes and stepped out. I had been enjoying the anonymity of sucking cocks without seeing who their owner was, but I was also interested in maybe trying a little anal sex as well, and figured that couldn't be done through a glory hole. I found out later that it could indeed be done, but I was still somewhat inexperienced.
The truck driver who came out of the stall next to mine was a small man. His cock had been rather large and it seemed odd to me that he was only about 5'6" and weighed, at most, 150 pounds. He had long black hair and a thick beard and mustache. He was wearing jeans, cowboy boots, and a black Harley Davidson t-shirt. We bypassed the lines that had started to form for the stalls and I followed him out to his truck, admiring his slim hips and small butt. My cock was rock hard.
I did think about the risks I was taking. This guy could be a serial killer for all I knew. There was no AIDS epidemic at that time, so there wasn't much chance of catching anything that would kill me. All the potential risks ran through my mind as I followed him, but I discounted all of them and could think only about my gratification.
Once we reached his truck, he opened the driver's side door and climbed in, I followed him, closing the door behind me. When I turned around, I was surprised to see a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat.
"Oh, hello," I said.
"Hi," she responded. "I'm Annie."
Annie was a very beautiful woman, also wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and cowboy boots. She had smallish breasts, but looked like she had a nice body under her clothes. I was taken aback that the truck driver had bought me back to an occupied truck, and the sexual possibilities began running through my mind.
"I'm Drew," I replied and shook her outstretched hand. She had a beautiful smile.
"You look surprised to see me," she continued.
"I have to admit," I replied, "that I did not expect to find such a pretty woman in here."
She laughed delightedly. "This one's a winner, Robert. Cute and charming."
I looked at the truck driver, and he was smiling too. Somehow the name Robert seemed like too big a big handle for a truck driver. I would have thought it would be Bob, or Bobbie, or even Joe Bob.
"I'm sorry we surprised you," Robert said. "Annie and I occasionally ask a young man to join us and we have found that places like this," he waved to indicate the rest area, "attract the kind of men we're looking for."
"Sorry to tell you though," Annie added, "that I only watch. Robert likes to have sex with men, and I like to watch him as he indulges himself occasionally."
I had never heard of anything like this before, and it certainly wasn't one of the possibilities I had considered when I had first seen Annie upon entering the truck. I briefly wondered if I would be able to perform with her watching, but my cock was rock hard and I didn't imagine I would have a problem.
"So now that you know the score," Robert said, "if you want to head back out we won't hold it against you. I'd like you to stay, but I also need to tell you that I am a top man. You can suck my cock and I'll fuck you in the ass if you want, but I don't suck cock or let anyone fuck me. It's up to you if you want to stay under those conditions."
I looked from Robert to Annie, who smiled and mouthed silently "please stay." I had been fully prepared to suck Robert's cock through the glory hole, and I had fully expected to have anal sex with him once he led me to his truck, so his requirement to be the top didn't discourage me. I actually preferred being the bottom when I was with my best friend anyway. I was disappointed that Annie wouldn't be joining in, but I also found it exciting to have her watch.
"I don't have any problem with your conditions," I said, "I'd love to put on a little show for beautiful Miss Annie."
Annie clapped her hands silently and indicated that I should join Robert in the sleeper cab. I hadn't really looked around the interior of the truck when I'd first entered, but now I did. It was fairly spacious and contained a twin sized bed and another foldout bed above that, a small refrigerator, a two-burner electric oven and lots of cabinet space. Robert could stand up straight without touching the roof. I moved between the seats to join him and he was already removing his clothes.
Annie told me to face her while I removed my clothes so I did. I pulled off my shirt, trying to flex my muscles as I did so. I was in great shape due to the construction work and the weight-lifting program I had been on all summer. Annie winked and smiled as she let her eyes rove over my muscular arms and shoulders and well-defined abs.
I removed my work boots and socks, and then slid my jeans and boxers down and stepped out of them. My rock hard cock was dripping pre-cum. Annie told me to wipe it clean and then put my finger in my mouth, and I gladly obliged. Then she told me to join Robert on the bed.
I turned around and Annie said "Nice ass!" I looked at Robert, who had reclined on the bed and was stroking his big cock. It was about eight inches long, thick and uncircumcised, and once again I thought his cock was way out of proportion to the rest of his body, not that I was complaining.
I knelt on the floor between his legs and replaced his hand with my own, gently stroking him before leaning forward and licking the underside of the head of his cock. Annie moved over and settled on the end of the bed so she had a better view of me blowing her man. I found the entire scenario extremely erotic.
I licked the pre-cum off of Robert's cock, and then ran my tongue all around his bulbous head, pulling his foreskin back to lick every bit of his sensitive skin. I then ran my tongue slowly down the underside of his hard shaft until I reached his scrotum. He was hairy, and I loved his clean, musky scent. I licked his scrotum and soon his curly hair glistened with my saliva. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth, and then lifted them out of the way and licked the sensitive skin between his scrotum and asshole, all the while stroking his shaft gently. He moaned with pleasure.
I moved back up to his balls, once again sucking each of them gently, before running the tip of my tongue very slowly up the underside of his cock. When I reached his head, I pulled the foreskin back again and licked more of his pre-cum into my mouth, and then tried to gently work the tip of my tongue into his urethra. He writhed with pleasure. I looked over at Annie and her cheeks were flushed and she was panting slightly. She smiled at me when she noticed I was looking, and I saw that she had unbuttoned her jeans and had a hand down inside them.
I began licking every inch of Robert's shaft, frequently going back up to lap up his pre-cum. After several minutes of that I took his cock in my mouth and began slowly bobbing my head up and down while stroking his shaft with my left hand and fondling his balls with my right. At some point Annie pulled down her jeans and panties and turned so that I could see her masturbating. My cock had been leaking pre-cum continuously and this caused a fresh dollop to ooze out of me.
Robert told me to stop shortly after that. I figured he was about to come and wanted to save it for my ass. He told me to get up on the bed on my back and stood up so I could do as instructed.
"That's one of the best blowjobs I've ever had," he said, more to Annie than to me. I looked at Annie and she smiled back at me, working her finger in rapid circles over her engorged clit. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy as I lay down on the bed and spread my legs wide. Robert got on his knees between my legs. Annie got up and moved so she would have a better view, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.
Robert moved forward a little, lifted my legs, and shoved a pillow under my ass. I spread my legs wide and held them up so my ass was fully exposed. Robert spit onto my asshole, and then spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed it onto his cock.
"You've had anal sex before, haven't you?" Robert asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Good," he said, and rammed his big cock into my asshole. I hadn't expected him to go quite that fast and there was a brief, intense flash of pain, but my ass was pretty well-used and his cock was about the same size as my best friend's.
The pain was instantly replaced by exquisite pleasure as he withdrew and then plunged back deep inside me. Beside me, Annie moaned softly.
Robert reached out with his right hand and wrapped it around my cock, which was dripping pre-cum. As his cock massaged my prostate, even more fluid gushed out of me, and Robert used it to lubricate my cock. He began stroking my cock as he thrust his hips back and forth. It felt absolutely amazing. My best friend had fucked me in the ass many times, but besides him, Robert was the only other man to fuck me up until then. Combined with him stroking my cock, I was in heaven.
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