Chapter 1

 

 

 

chool was out, I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday, and I was hitch-hiking to Iowa to work on my uncle's farm for the summer. The road was nearly empty of traffic and this was the first time I had ever ridden in a huge semi-trailer. The sun was clear, bright, and I was happy. Only at the moment I was a little apprehensive because the jogging of the truck had given me a hard-on which was difficult to conceal. In fact, I couldn't conceal it entirely because I was wearing Levi's cut-offs and my fresh cock was stretching to show itself from beneath the leg of the material.

"Having trouble?"

I looked in surprise at the driver, whose name was Sal. "What do you mean?" He was glancing eagerly at my swollen crotch.

"I mean that hard-on you're sportin'. Don't be self-conscious about it; it happens to all of us drivers because of the movement of the truck. If you'll notice my damned pecker is hard also." He was laughing and pointing at his crotch.

I took a quick glance at his crotch and saw the material bulging, straining. That sight suddenly made me very flushed and excited. I could feel my dick rising and pounding even harder. I lay my hand over it to try and conceal the cock-head, which was pushing out and showing beneath the cut-offs.

"Don't try to hide it. Be proud of it. Show it off... like this!" With one hand he unzipped his pants, loosened his belt and nudged the jeans down over his narrow hips so that his fat cock leaped out of that tight enclosure and sprang out into the air. He was chuckling.

"I love my cock waving in the cool breeze while I'm driving down the road. I wish this cab weren't so damned high, so that everyone on the road could have a look at my prick. Can you imagine what shock some of these squares would go into if they came past me on the road and saw my naked prick waving at them? Heh, man, take it out and wave it in the free air."

I was too timid. But, I was hot, really hot; his big dong just stood up tall from his crotch and made my head buzz hot.

"Come on, are you afraid of showing off that pecker of yours? Listen, from that bulge I see and that meaty head jutting beneath your cut-offs, you've got a stiff pecker that is in top working condition. Now you might as well get same practice. Learn to live naturally with your juice stick, cause it's going, to give you lots of pleasure if you treat it right."

While he was telling me all this, he was caressing his proud dick I was getting more excited and flustered. Suddenly he wheeled the truck off the turnpike into a rest area and pulled the big rig to a firm stop. There didn't seem to be anybody else at the rest stop this time of the morning. The next thing I know he'd unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a heavy, hairy chest. Then he pulled off his jeans and his boots -- he was now completely naked. He grinned at me like a cat. "Like it?"

I felt panicky. I really liked it and that made me panicky. Sal was a very compact man, not tall, but very compact. Hairy. Man, was he hairy! He leaned against the door of the cab, absolutely nude, placed his feet up on the seat and gave me a grandstand view of his crotch. His balls were big and covered with fine black hair that continued down his legs and over fat calves. His cock was smooth, curved to the right, and stood out of that nest of hair like an ivory tower of pulsing flesh. I could hardly control myself. When Sal reached out and touched my cheek I nearly swooned because I realized how much I liked that touch -- that first lusty touch by a lusty man.

He came at me slowly. He picked up my hand and placed it on his throbbing pecker. I closed my eyes and could hear my heart heaving like a piston. I kept my eyes closed and squeezed the hard, warm flesh. I caressed it and explored the beautiful satiny head, all hard... all soft... all velvety... wet with little drops of sweet fluid. I had tasted my own cum fluid and I knew the liquid silver from this velvet cockhead was going to be as sweet, and perhaps even sweeter. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to see if it would be as sweet, as salty, as my own.

Abruptly, without considering anything but my pure pleasure, I leaned forward and placed my lips on that hard beautiful prick. It was pounding, like my heart. I drove that huge pounding meat all the way down my throat, my eyes closed, my eyes watering, gagging on his manly tool. I sucked. I slurped. I nibbled. I pumped on his cock with my mouth until it happened. Great waves of sweet silver rushed up through that hot pecker and washed down my throat, butter-sweet and salty, flashing across my tongue. That pecker swelled again and again with urgency. There was no stopping it. I was forced to swallow, and swallow, and swallow. I felt a rush through my body, like I had discovered an aspect of myself that was good, and I knew that it was good.

His cock started to soften and I was reluctant to let go of it, or to open my eyes. I grooved on this sticky love in my mouth. Hands on my head finally pulled me off this spent serpent -- the first cock I had ever sucked.

"Wow, you really got into that didn't you?"

Momentarily I was embarrassed, but remembering how right it all felt to me I confessed that this was the first time. "It really was the first time I ever did that. I don't know, Sal, something came over me when I saw you all naked and sexy like that. I realize I've wanted to do that for a long time."

"Are you kidding; you mean you never had a cock in your mouth before?"

"Never."

"You mean you never fooled around with your buddies and had jack-off parties and things like that?"

"Oh yeah. I've got a couple of buddies who are about a year older than me, Pete and Leo. We've had a few jack-off times. In fact Pete likes to lick our cocks after we've thrown our loads. But I've never put a cock in my mouth before. I really have wanted to. I was afraid, scared I would catch something or other. You know how it is. But I wasn't scared today when I saw your big juicy cock standing up between your legs. I just wanted to touch it, put it in my mouth suck on it."

"Did you like the taste of my cum?"

"Yeah, I liked it. When I went down on your cock I knew that you would shoot in my mouth. When it happened I just took it. It seemed fine. Yeah, I liked it a lot. I guess the cum made the whole thing better, complete, you know?"

"You must be just about ready to shoot your load by now, aren't you?"

"Well, I cooled off a little after taking your load, but I'm getting pretty hot again just looking at your big prick and your balls."

"I'm already hot again. Look, this damned pecker of mine is hard as a rock. Let's see yours."

I hurriedly unbuttoned my shirt and threw it up on the back sleeper bunk of the truck. I undid the zipper of my cut-offs and kind of wiggled out of them, my bare ass on the leather seat. My prick sprang up against my belly.

"Wow, that's a pretty nice piece of meat! Let me taste that throbbing baby."

In a flash Sal was on his knees on the floor of the cab, sliding my dick between his lips and down my throat. He was a glorious cock-sucker. Then he stopped sucking my prick, pushed my legs up in the air and smiled at me.

"Ever had a rim job? I'm going to run my long tongue all over your ass and then I'm going to push my tongue into your shithole and fuck you with it. Would you like that?"

Before I could answer Sal was down on my ass, slurping away, gently nipping my firm buns, sending shivers up and down my spine. He ran his talented tongue over my ass -- teasing, enticing, vexing me. My body was aglow with tingles. I was gasping, glowing, and then his tongue hit my hole, my little pink virgin hole. I could feel the tip of his tongue just tickle, then shove, then caress. I closed my eyes and was transported again into a place of pure, unadulterated pleasure, and I loved it.

My body began jerking in response to his teeth nibbling away at my asshole. My hole was opening and closing, expanding and contracting. His tongue would push gently, then shove in as far as it would go. I squeezed my muscle around that tongue and held onto it because it felt so good. I heard myself moaning.

"Fuck me, Sal... oh man, fuck me with your tongue. Push it all the way inside me, Sal... More... Into me, please... It feels so good!"

Abruptly my body went rigid. It was not Sal's tongue playing in my bung-hole; it was two fingers on his right hand that went plunging into my ass, whirled around inside like a flash and then pulled out. I almost fainted.

"Oh my God, what was that?"

Sal was smirking. "Did you like that Derk, baby? That was a couple of truck-driving fingers up your asshole. And this is a virgin asshole, isn't it? Nothing been inside this butthole, right?"

"Right... right. It's never been touched."

"Did you like my tongue fuckin' your asshole?"

"Yes, oh yes, it was good. Please, it was so good... DO IT SOME MORE!"

Sal didn't need another invitation. He was on top of it, sliding his beautiful long tongue into my bung-hole. My legs were waving around in the air and I was floating on a cloud of lusty ecstasy. Sal had my tender ass all wet with his sticky saliva, all ready for the two fingers he began to tease me with. Pushing a little, moving around at the opening into my asshole, sliding in and then out. He was stretching me gently, but firmly... then WHAM. Both fingers came all the way in at once. I began to sweat as my body arched high in the air and my asshole clenched tightly around those fingers. It all hurt so good... so good... so good!

Unexpectedly, the door of the truck opened and there stood a black policeman, a highway patrolman, with a look of complete shock on his face.

"What the hell is going on in there?!"

I thought Sal was going to shit. He went limp, as did I. Neither one of us could speak. What can you say when you're naked, fucking in the front cab of a truck and a cop catches you?

There was a look of astonishment on the face of the cop. "Okay, you two, what the hell are you doing in there?"

A rhetorical question, obviously. It was pretty damned obvious what was going on. Nonetheless, I was scared as hell.

Sal left his fingers in my ass, looked up, smiled and said, "We're fuckin', Officer. Would you care to join us?"

The black cop just stared and shook his head in further amazement. Sal took his fingers out of my sass and slid my buns around on the seat of the truck so that my pink hole was pointing directly at the officer. My legs were still high in the air and my cock was standing straight up in the air because Sal was holding it in that position.

Sal looked this highway cop right in his wide eyes and said, "Now Officer, isn't that the most beautiful piece of virgin ass you've ever seen? Look at those firm hard buns. Look at those long, youthful legs with just a dazzle of bright blond hair all over them, especially over his narrow calves and tight hard thighs. See how that golden hair runs up into his balls and strong cock. Now that's a nice cock, wouldn't you agree, Officer?"

"Now wait a minute, whoever you are." The officer looked flushed, although it was hard to tell.

Sal wouldn't be interrupted and continued right on hawking. "Feast your eyes on that pink little virgin asshole. Never been touched, Officer, except by my tongue and my two fingers just now. Never had a glorious old prick playing around in there. That little hot hole is dying for a real prick, don't you agree? And, Officer, I bet you're got a real hot, fuckin' prick on you, haven't you?"

The officer was losing his marbles over this scene.