Gay Erotic Stories

I was returning home from a job I had finished in a town over 100 miles from home. It was mid summer and after working out in the heat all day, I wasn't too thrilled about the long drive home. The two hour trek up I-59 was uneventful, as usual, except for the occasional hunky truck driver passing by. I decided to pull off the highway for a coke and to take a leak. The service station I stopped in was kind of dumpy, and I wondered if it might be closed. Had I not seen the big-haired lady through the window I would have kept moving. The big-haired lady was friendly enough, as I purchased my junk food, and got the key for the restroom in back of the building. I tossed my purchases into my truck and as I rounded the corner ,and almost walked right into this rugged-looking trucker coming from around back. "S'cuse me",I said ,as I clumsily staggered off balance and dropped the key. "Hey,man",his voice was course and deep, "You got the key for the bathroom?" I nodded to him as I slid the key into the lock. The trucker followed behind me, stopping at the urinal and I went into the stall. I finished and shook my meat off. It was really hot and humid in there, and we were both sweaty and hot. Standing at the sink, I was less than three feet from him, and since there was no wall, I had full view. He was a typical hunky trucker, he stood about 5'9",stocky-built ,with jet black hair and a gotee. The black, skin-tight muscle tee he wore really showed off his pumped chest and flat belly, and a few black curls peeked out the top of his shirt. His diesel and grease streaked arms were huge and well defined. He had a tattoo on his right bicep of a serpent wrapped around a dagger and his dirty, ragged jeans hugged his firm ass and built legs very nicely. Taking all this in ,my meat now growing and peeking out the leg of my cut-offs, I realized he caught me watching him. I half expected him to raise hell with me and want to whip my ass, but to my delight, he turned a little so that I could see his cock. It was about 7 inches, thick and uncut. It was about half hard and growing. He was squeezing it with one hand, forcing the foreskin over the head and off again. My heart was pounding now, and I was breathing heavy. He grinned at me and winked. I stepped toward him and he turned toward me. "I wanna pop this load ,boy" his course voice now lowered to a husky, lusty whisper. I dropped to my knees, my package now exposed through the leg of my shorts. I leaned forward and savored the sweaty, workin' man scent of his crotch. He squeezed his cock, the forskin still enclosed the head, and a sticky string of pre-cum oozed out of the folds of skin. He held my head in place with one hand, and guided the honey-dripping tip of his meat with the other across my lips. I slid my tongue out to taste his offering, wanting to take him in my mouth but he pulled back,teasing me, making me want his cock even more. A string of his cock nectar bridged from his foreskin to my tongue. He rolled the skin back, exposing the cock head. His meat pulsed in his grip. "You wanna eat this dick ,don't you boy?" he growled low and lusty. My tongue traced along the rim of the head, and I throated an "Uh hmmm", my hot heavy breath adding to the heat of his furry crotch. He grabbed my head with both hands ,gripping me by my hair. He slid a little past the head of his dick between my lips, and I swirled my tongue around the head. He gripped his cock and forced the foreskin around it's head and my tongue, and whispered, "You want it all?, you want this dick down you throat?" I hummed my acceptance and putting both his hands on back of my head, he shoved his hard ,throbbing meat all the way into my face. My face was pressed hard into his groin, his thick, musky pubic forest surrounding. He sighed deeply ,his cock pulsed in my throat. He started grinding his crotch into me, my throat squeezing his meat, milking out ribbons of pre-cum. I was stroking my sweat-slicked dick wildly, working up a blast of my own. He started deep-fucking my mouth, pulling all but the head out then slamming the entire length of his hot cock back down my throat. A mixture of spit and pre-cum dribbled down my gotee-covered chin, and onto his bull balls, sweat dripping down his arms and face, onto me, our sweat trickling down my shirtless torso to my crotch. He was growl-grunting louder with each thrust into my face. His cock grew even thicker, he fucked my throat harder, faster, his grip on my head strengthened, and he pulled my face hard into his groin to meet his ramming thrusts. He cried out in loud groans ,almost screaming, and I knew he was about to pop. He shoved his thick pulsing meat into my throat one final thrust as far and as hard as he could, and held it there. He pressed my head hard into his crotch, his fat dick jumped and pumped in my throat, shooting his hot load into me. I slurped and tongued his squirting cock and squeezed it with my throat, still pounding my dick relentlessly. My first blast shot past my knees and onto his jeans and boots, as his cock pumped burst after burst of hot trucker cum into my throat and mouth. The final spurts of my load shot onto my thigh, as the hot trucker began to relax again and slow his breathing. I kept his meat in my mouth, sucking and tonguing his foreskin, and savoring the salty almond-mushroom taste of his hot jizz. He loosed his grip on my head, and I stood. We were still breathing heavy, and soaked with sweat. We stared into each other ,as he leaned closer to me. My heart pounded as I felt his heavy breathing on my face and I knew he was going to kiss me. His lips parted, his tongue slid toward my lips, then,suddenly he pulled away, eyes widened. "Holy Fuck!", he yelped and bolted past me and out of the restroom. Shocked, I turned to see what the hell was happening, only to face a police officer standing right there in the doorway! I froze, I didn't know whether to try to run past him or start denying what I thought he may or may not have seen. "What the hell you boys doin' in here?", he barked out like a drill sergeant. I was caught. He sneered down at me, spit-cum dripping down my chin, cum on my leg, and my cock still hanging out of my shorts. I stood there almost shaking, just knowing I was going to jail. The lumberjack-looking cop took off his mirror sun glasses and stared at me. "I can't be lettin' this kinda stuff go on in here, boy," he calmly commanded as he turned and locked the door behind him... To be continued!