I walked into the truck stop bathroom with a pre-lubed hole and a couple of days worth of nut in my
I walked into the truck stop bathroom with a pre-lubed hole and a couple of days worth of nut in my balls. I have a wife I fuck but need to have a cock in my ass pretty regularly. A dildo or getting pegged by my wife isn’t good enough. I need to smell a dude and feel His breath on me while he drills me hard. I’ve been fucked by a bunch of guys (neighbors, guys on my softball team, friends and even my cousin) but a truck stop pounding makes me orgasm harder than anything else.I guess it all goes back to the time when I was a freshman in high school and my Dad took me to a truck stop to piss on our way back from dinner at a place on the highway he liked. The truck stop bathroom was also a locker room on the side of the building that we entered that was near where the big 18 wheelers park. The smell of the locker room immediately got blood flowing to my dick, but I quickly pissed and washed my hands as I checked out the hot bear types and older Dad types in their 40s. I was scared shitless about being too obvious, so I only gave quick glances and never looked the men in the eyes.My Dad went in at the same time I did but was nowhere to be found after I got a bottle of water at the adjoining convenience store. I checked his truck and then returned to the locker room and checked out the rows of lockers looking for him.A hairy muscular dude was wearing just a jock and gave me a wink as I walked past giving my cock a jolt. “No eye contact” I thought to myself. There was another hairy guy with a small beer belly but an otherwise perfect body who had just turned off his shower and was wiping himself down with a towel. We locked eyes and he dropped his towel and started stroking a monster cock as I went to the stalls to see if my Dad was there.There was a moan from inside one of the stalls and I immediately knew it was my Dad. I stood outside and listened as a man said to my Dad, “I’m going to shoot my load in your ass.” I had watched enough porn to know what was happening and heard a wad of cum hit the ground as I heard my Dad moan quietly. I decided I’d better get out of there and waited outside by the truck. Dad came walking up five minutes later and didn’t say a word about it. Instead, Dad checked to make sure his things were in the bed of the truck still and we got in and headed on our way. I never mentioned the incident to my Dad but no longer felt the shame I had before.Now years later with my own wife and kid, I decided to head to a truck stop on the highway about 30 minutes from my house. I told my wife I was going to softball practice after I greased my hole and put on a jock and some shorts. The place was packed with trucks, so I felt my cock start to wake up as I got out of my truck and headed inside the locker room side. There was a bunch of talking as I walked along a wall meant to block anyone from seeing in the locker room. As I turned the corner, I saw a hot hairy DILF in a pair of white briefs about to put on a shirt. We made eye contact and the man stopped what he was doing and watched me walk to a urinal.“Did you come in the wrong side?” I heard a deep voice say next to me and I turned to see the tall muscular man who looked like a Titan porn actor. His cock was in his hand but he wasn’t peeing at all.“No, I didn’t,” I said with a smirk. The man’s smiled as I looked at his large pecs and big nipples from the side.“You just like to keep us trucker’s happy then?” He asked still smiling.I was done peeing and was now just standing there as my cock grew in my hand. The dude was staring at it and then looked behind me to look at my ass still covered in my shorts. I put my cock back in my jock pouch and went to wash my hands but pulled down my shorts to give the man a good look at my bare ass as I grabbed a paper towel. I turned to look at him and he was already walking toward me with his giant cock hanging out and his white briefs tucked under his balls.“Follow me,” is all the man said as he walked to another area with about 12 stalls. He walked to the end and waited for me. I was nervous but in desperate need of cock, so I walked in the stall and he closed it behind me.There was no foreplay or making out — the trucker was just as much in need of draining his big balls as I was. He got behind me and rubbed his big thick cock across my ass cheeks before putting it against my ready hole. He didn’t know I was already lubed and didn’t care anyway as he shoved his monster cock into my ass quickly and with force. I didn’t make a sound as his cock began fucking me hard with my leg up on the toilet seat. The stall filled with the sound of his cock fucking ass as his balls slapped against me. Although freshly showered, the man’s sexy scent filled my nostrils as he held my waist.“So you take cock a lot, huh?” He mumbled quietly near my ear. I nodded as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the huge shaft fucking me. “Your wife know you’re here getting bred?” He asked after seeing my ring.“Fuck no,” I whispered as I felt myself getting close to shooting. That must’ve sent the man over the edge because he started shooting what felt like 7 or 8 shots of jizz deep inside of me and then kept fucking me hard as he waited for me to cum. I was almost there and began furiously stroking my cock before he replaced my hand with his as he jacked and fucked me. I shot about as much as my new friend as it squirted all over the toilet, wall and floor. The trucker gave me a few more thrusts before abruptly pulling out and grabbing some toilet paper to clean himself off. I could feel him looking at me as he finished cleaning himself and looked up at him.“You look a lot like this older guy I fuck quite a bit when I come through here,” he said. “Guy could pass as your Dad,” he said before opening the stall door and leaving me alone. I sat on the toilet and let the man’s cum leak from my hole as I thought about my Dad. I knew it was him that the trucker was talking about, and I smiled as I thought, “I come by it honestly” -- source link
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