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Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 3

by Homes69


After Dean and Sloan left, Jake and I went into bathroom and had a very romantic bath together in the big garden tub. I bath him and kiss and stroked every inch of his body. He fucked me and feed me his cock for over an hour. It was wonderful. Afterwards we went to bed and again it was heaven to be able to be in bed and cuddle with him and just feel totally his love.

We woke up on Sunday morning and of course his cock was rock hard and he didn't waste any time penetrating by willing ass, plowing into me like he had never been there before. He was tossed me around that bed like a dishrag, plowing and slamming, slapping my ass with an angry vengeance. He was also pulling and stretching my cock to its limits, twisting my balls like he wanted to pull them off.

Sure it was painful but it was also wonderful, my body had never felt such intenseness. I had never in my life felt such passion and desire. Finally he got to the point that he couldn't put off his climax. He pulled out of my ass and shot his load all over my face and chest. I was lying on my back and jacking off watching him shoot his beautiful cum all over me. I was just about to shoot my own load, when he reached down and slapped my hand away from my cock and grabbed my balls and twisted them. "I told you, you little bastard, you do not cum till I tell you that you can. If one drop of cock juice comes out of your cock, I am going to take my belt and beat your ass until it is bleeding." He shouted at me.

In pain, I tried to twist out of his grip but a slap across my face stopped any resistance. Finally the throbbing in my cock for release began to ease up. I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. I said, "I'm sorry, Jake, I was enjoying our loving, I just got carried away."

"Loving, you stupid shit, that was just fucking!" he cruelly uttered and sneered at me. "Get your ass up and go clean up and then run me a tub of hot water. I want to wash your stink off me" He commanded me. Like a whipped and corrected puppy I slipped out of bed and did as he had directed me.

Afterward the bath, Jake got dressed and I had his breakfast fixed and waiting on him. He was all smiles now and just as sweet as could be. He came into the kitchen and picked me up in his arms and kissed me. "Oh my little whore boy, how sweet you are. I could get use to you being around all the time. Too bad I got to hit the road and be gone for a least a month." He said.

He continued to tell me about his new truck and route and plans. He stated it all so calmly as if it wasn't tearing me up inside. He was picking up his new truck that afternoon at Billy's brother, Luke's place. He then proceeded to give me my directions. He repeated his instructions about that I was to find someone around my age and introduce them to the gay life and then I was to turn him over to him when he returned. He also told me that I was not to mess around with anyone else unless he contacted me and told me it was okay. I tried to interrupt him and tell I wouldn't dare mess with anyone but his glare let me know I had better keep my mouth shut.

He told me that he would be getting in touch with me while he was gone and that he would have some men coming over taking care of me while he was gone and of course he was going to get paid for it. After he said that he let out a wicked evil laugh and told me he had some good men already lined up waiting on my sweet ass and mouth.

He finished up and left. I sat there in a daze for I don't know how long. The phone interrupted my stupor. It was my mother. She was rattling off about needing me to come and take her to Johnny Ray's house. His father had taken a turn for the worse and she needed me to take her there because my father had refused to go with her. I don't know if I informed you that my mother and Johnny Ray's mother were very best of friends. They had been since high school. I tried to think of someway to get out of it but her tears were just too strong.

So I did as any good son does and went and picked my mom up to go to Johnny's house. I was praying the whole time that maybe I could pull this off without giving clue to Johnny that I was involved in his rape. Thankfully, the house was full of people and Johnny was busy talking with some of the older people and trying to be the gracious young son. Of course everyone was wanting to talk with him about how his leave was and how his life in the marines was progressing. I found a corner chair and went and sat down and tried to be as inconspicuous as possible. I was hoping that mother would soon get ready to go and slip out before even having a chance to have to say hello.

But no such luck. All of sudden I looked up and there he stood. He had puzzled look on his face. Even though our moms were friends, we had never really had much to do with each other. He looked at me and said "You're Robbie aren't you" I nodded yes. "You know when Mother introduced me to you in the store the other week, I just couldn't place you but now I remember, you are Helen's son and you were a couple of years below me in high school weren't you." Again all I could do was nod. Actually I was afraid to say too much for fear he might recognize my voice but about all I did that night was moan and say a couple of words filled with passion.

Thankfully someone came along and took his attention off me and pulled him away. I happened to glance up and looked in his direction as he moved away and I noticed a strange look on his face. "Oh shit," I muttered to myself and quickly looked back down at my magazine.

Then it happened. I heard someone enter the room. His voice was so striking different, that I had to look up. It was as if I was looking at a carbon copy of Johnny Ray except this boy was about my age and he was much smaller in size than Johnny. Really I guess I would have to say he was about Johnny's size before he had gone off to the marines. He wasn't skinny actually. He had a pretty descent build. He was about my height if not a little taller. He had long shoulder length black hair in contrast to Johnny's crew cut blond but the facial features were exactly the same.

I heard Johnny's mother exclaim, "Oh Johnny, look it's your cousin Sam." She rushed to the boy. From the discussion I learned that Sam lived in New Orleans and had come up when he had heard about his uncle. I also learned that Sam's parents were both dead. It didn't take me long to realize also that I didn't think there was too much love lost between Sam and Johnny. In fact, Johnny was rather cold to his cousin.

I began to realize why. My "gaydar" was kicking in. I wasn't sure exactly how much but it was there. Also suddenly, I realized that my mother was bringing Sam over to meet me. Our eyes meet and we spoke just a few words and then I tried to look away but when I did, I caught Johnny looking my direction. There was no doubt now, Johnny's eyes enlarged and a look came across his face. I told myself I needed to leave and leave quickly before Johnny's assumptions would come to a definite realization.

I told my mother I needed to leave; if she wasn't ready I could come back and get her. She asked me to go ahead and come back in about two hours. So I shot out of there like a rabbit. I went home and tried to concentrate on my studies. Then the doorbell rang.

I went to it and there was Jake. I told him about what had occurred. He told me he had planned on leaving the next day but since there was the possibility that Johnny was on the prow he needed to leave immediately. Thankfully he told me his truck was painted and that if Johnny had gone to the cops or told anyone his story there was no way that his truck would lead him to us.

So he left. However before he left he told me someone was coming by my house that night. He was planning on being with the guy but since events were like they were, the guy would come by himself. He told me his name was "Blue" and told me to treat him well.

"Blue" arrived around 8:00 pm. He was an older man of about 50. Actually he was about my father's age. He was a nice looking man and was in rather good shape physically. He came in and we had just casual conversation. I think he felt a little awkward which I found rather endearing.

I finally asked him what he wanted and suddenly he dropped his pants and began stroking his cock. "I want you to suck on my pussy-fucker, Son," he said. His cock was about eight inches in size but he had some heavy hanging balls. His pubic hair was grey. I got on my knees and crawled over to him and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on it a couple of strokes and then looked up in his eyes. "Do you want me to deep throat your cock for you, father like mother does?" I asked.

His eyes went wide open and a smile came across his face. "Oh, don't you know son, your mother never sucks my cock, she thinks that is sinful, That's why I need you" Oh yes I could see that he was really into the role-playing and of course I was going to get into as well, thinking to whole time about my Jake and doing what he wanted me to do.

(Yes, I was becoming a whore and slut. more to come later. comments accepted: homerwaste@aol.com


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Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Breaking In The Cousin (part 2)

When I awoke the next morning with Sam beside me in the bed, I had such a feeling of contentment. It was nice to have a warm, firm body lying next to mine. I began to run my hands across his face and down his neck. My cock already hard from a morning piss-hard but it was now throbbing and aching for more of what I had last night. I rolled over and reached into the nightstand and pulled out my

Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Cousin Reveals More

After our fantastic morning sex, Sam and I went to the shower and washed each other's bodies. I told Sam I had to go in early to the truck stop and work until noon. Then, I had afternoon classes and I would see him later that evening. I left and went to work. I stopped my Billy's office and asked if he had heard from Jake. Alas, he had not. He then asked me what was going on with Johnny

Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Cousin Reveals More (cont.)

Sam said they stayed at the pub outside of town for about three hours. He serviced at least 30 old, drunken geezers for his cousin Johnny's pocket book. A variety of dicks, cut and uncut, small and large, fat and skinny, wrinkled and soft, hard and throbbing with vitality, all pumped their frothy cum into his mouth. Johnny was making $20 per blowjob off his cousin being passed off as his

Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Cousin Reveals Past (part 3)

Johnny's father entered the shed. I said "What the fuck is going on in here!" Mule in his innocence smiled and looked at Johnny's Father and said "I made puppies, Mr. Ray!" Johnny's father "what did you say you dumb fuck, Look's like to me you fucking some whore up the ass" bellowed back at Mule and slapped him upside his head. Mule backed away with his huge cock dangling between his legs and

Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Cousin's Final Account

Sam began to pack his bags to go home after his uncle had thrown him out of the house. He figured it was best to go on back to his school and wait for his uncles' death before returning. Suddenly the phone rang and it was his aunt. She said that her husband had a change of heart and wanted to see him and asked if he could come over. Sam tore out of the house in a flash. I guess he thought that

Becoming My Trucker's Pimp: Cousin's Final Account, Part 2

I was lying on the floor in pain from the rough ass fucking from Deputy Edwards and the brutal face fucking Johnny had initiated upon me. They had pissed all over me. As Johnny was leaving he was threatening to bring revenge on my trucker friend as well. I thought my abuse was over but then he spied the pedestal candles that were on a table beside the door. One of the candles was about 9 inches

Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 1

I will continue with my story about being a trucker's slut. I left you with Jake having introduced me to the life of becoming a trucker's slut. I was in my final months of my senior year in high school when I met Jake and he awakened me to my sexual identity. Those months that followed Jake came through town twice a week. We would get together and had an exclusive arrangement. At least I did. I

Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 2

So the night that we left Johnny Ray on a bench in the Park in the middle of town, we drove back to my trailer. Now, I don't think have told you that I was now living in a trailer on my own. Billy, my boss and owner of the truck stop, also own a trailer park that was next door to the truck stop. It was a nice clean place, their were people who owned their own trailers and rented the lots from

Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 3

After Dean and Sloan left, Jake and I went into bathroom and had a very romantic bath together in the big garden tub. I bath him and kiss and stroked every inch of his body. He fucked me and feed me his cock for over an hour. It was wonderful. Afterwards we went to bed and again it was heaven to be able to be in bed and cuddle with him and just feel totally his love. We woke up on Sunday

Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 4

Well I left you last night, giving "ole Blue" a blowjob. He was into role-playing that I was his son and he was getting from me what he didn't get from "Mommy Dearest". Of course this was all set up by Jake. Blue was one of his trucker buddies and he had sold my services to this man. I have to say for an older guy he was not that bad of a looker. He had a nice firm body. Salt and pepper hair,

Becoming My Trucker's Whore, Part 5, The Conqueror

I left you with "Blue taking possession of his "imaginary son". After he got himself clean or rather after I bathed his beautiful body. My last task of being the "obedient son", I sent him on his merry trucking way. I hurried over to Johnny's to pick up my mother. The whole time actually being fearful or having to face Johnny and also wondering about his cousin and trying to figure out if I

Becoming My Trucker’s Pimp: Cousin’s Final Account, Part 3

Ella Mae knocked on Deputy Edwards door. The tall good-looking deputy opened the door and was surprised to see a beautiful young girl staring up at him. He was immediately attracted to her. Wild thoughts began to run through his head since his wife had died a few years ago the deputy had not really gone out very much nor had he participated in any sexual activities and the sex that he had the

Becoming My Trucker’s Pimp: Cousin’s Final Account, Part 4

Sam was shocked that "Mule" really knew that he wasn’t a girl. "But Mule why did you just grab me and call me Ella Mae and why aren't you mad that I fooled you" "Folks think Mule stupid but Mule not stupid, just slow...so when I saw you leave as a boy...and never saw a girl leave the house...I wondered...then after I got to the home I hear the others talk about boys who dressed up as girls

How I Became a Trucker Slut, Part 1

I grew up in a small town where I thought the only gay person in the world was me. I really didn't know what being in love with another man meant. All I knew through out high school was for some reason I never lusted after girls, I got hardons by watching the guys walk around campus with their baskets bulging between their legs. I never had any contact with anyone who was like me and was sort of

How I Became a Trucker Slut, Part 2

I left off by having Jake telling me that I need not worry he was ready and willing to become my teacher. It was then that I all of sudden realized what was happening. I jumped up to run out but he grabbed me by the back of my neck and laughed at me. "Oh so, you think you can back out now that you've gotten me this hard and horny. I don't think so, you little slut. I've been noticing how you

How I Became a Trucker Slut, Part 3

I really didn't know what he meant by continuing my lesson. I only knew that his cock was growing again and so was mine. He picked me up off the floor without any effort. I was like a "Raggedy Andy." He had me in his arms like a baby and brought his lips to mine and kissed me long and hard, his tongue going deep into my mouth. A shock went through my body like an electrical charge. So this is why

How I Became a Trucker Slut, Part 4

So Jake picked me up and carried me towards the front of the room. There was a section of the room that had a washing machine and dryer in it for the truckers. Over the washing machine and dryer was a long wide cabinet top/table where they could fold/sort whatever before packing their things in their bag. He carried me to this and laid me down with my back up against the wall and my butt on the

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