Gay Erotic Stories

Driving alone cross country to visit relatives in California, i had a lot of time to think about sex or, to be more precise, to think about the sex i was not having. Flying down the interstate at 80 mph did not seem like a good time to pull out my cock to give myself some relief, so i pulled into the first highway rest stop i came across on the eastern edge of South Dakota.

Parking the car, i literally ran to the men's room in the hope of finding a stall where i could take care of my great need in private. Unfortunately, the two stalls were occupied, so i was out of luck for the moment. It looked as though i was going to have to take care of matters in the car beforegetting back on the freeway. Outside the restroom and heading back to my car with a raging erection, i saw the OTHER parking lot not more than 50 yards from me: TRUCKERS! It took all of a second for me to decide to head in that direction to see if i could find some action.

I crossed the grassy, tree-lined area that separated the two parking lots in a flash. When i reached the edge of the pavement, i stopped and simply stood there to see if any trucker might be interested in me. [I was wearing sandals, tight cut-off jeans, and a tight sleeveless t-shirt that showed off my upper body fairly well.] In less than a minute, the lights of two trucks were flashing off and on. i had hit the jackpot, i thought! Decisions, decisions! To make it simple, i headed for the silver International that was closest to me. With my forefinger pointed upward, i indicated to the second flasher that i would visit his truck soon, too.

Because of the tinted windshield, i could not see what the driver of my chosen vehicle looked like until i climbed up into his cab. The passenger door was wide open to welcome me. My heart was racing and my cock was pushing hard up against the fabric of my shorts by the time i sat down next to my new friend. He was about 40-years-old with a full beard and piercing blue eyes that immediately turned me on. He was wearing an Elko Feed cap, blue work shirt and utility jeans. The zipper of those jeans was wide open and his large uncut cock was standing straight up and as hard as steel. In the driver's seat smoking a cigar, he said nothing as he reached over and grabbed my head and forced it down on that magnificent piece of meat. His cock tasted a bit salty at first and i could smell the manly aromas of perspiration and piss in his pubic hair. God, i was turned on! My left hand found his ball sac, while my right hand stroked his shaft as he fucked my face. His cock seemed to grow larger with each thrust. I gagged several times, but that did not deter or slow him down until he let go of his precum straight down my throat, never giving me the pleasure of tasting it. Suddenly his thrusts slowed down and became more deliberate and, without any warning, his cock seemed to explode filling my mouth with a load of his hot love juice. Still spewing cum, he pulled out of my mouth and finished by giving me a facial. The cigar never left his lips, but he was smiling broadly as he zipped up. "Gotta go," he said, uttering his first words to me. "Gotta be in Rapid City before dark." With that, he put the truck into gear, signalling that it was time for me to go. I jumped out of his cab and waved goodbye. Nodding, he smiled again and drove off.

Walking away, i suddenly realized how sore my jaws were. There was no way i was going to be able to do another trucker any time soon, so i just waved at that second driver and headed to my car. Getting back into my vehicle, it dawned on me that i still had that raging hard-on. I took care of it alright, With the taste of that trucker still in my mouth, i had the greatest orgasm of my life!