Rest Area Romp

By: Jeff B
(© 2012 by the author)

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This story took place about 8 years ago, but I had never thought of writing about it until I started reading other stories on the net.  This is a true account; only the names are being changed to protect the not so innocent.

As a truck driver I get to see all kinds of fine men from all around the country; my favorite being those in the South.  Something about a man from down south really turns me on; must be the rugged good looks and the tight Levi’s they still choose to wear.  But I digress, this story actually takes place about 40 miles west of St. Louis, MO, in the rest area on east bound I-70.

I had been driving about 4 hours when I decided it was time to stop and take a leak.  It was about 10 at night; there was snow falling and the traffic was nice and light.  I pulled into the rest area and parked my truck.  I walked up the path to the restroom and entered the men’s room.  There was a cute guy standing at one of the sinks washing his hands.  I checked him out covertly and then went to the urinal and did my thing.  When I was finished I went over to wash my hands, noticing the cute guy was still in there drying his hands.  When I was done he handed me some paper towels, I said thank you, he smiled and said you’re welcome.

This guy was definitely hot.  He was about 5’11”and 165 pounds.  He had short brown hair and brown eyes.  He was wearing sweat pants that clung to his sweet ass, and a t-shirt and jacket.  He also had the greatest smile I’d seen in some time.  I’d definitely had some good jack off material for later that night.

As I was drying my hands, he stood by the doorway and watched me.  I have to admit that part of me was a little nervous and the rest of me was excited.  As I threw the paper towels in the trash can he asked me if I was interested in getting my dick sucked.  I was just a little stunned at first; I had never been hit on in a restroom before.

“You’re brave.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Aren’t you afraid someone might kick your ass?”

“Are you going to kick my ass?”

“No.  It just seems kind of risky.  What if you ask the wrong guy?”

“I’m pretty good at guessing who might be the wrong guy; that, and I noticed you checking me out when you walked in here.”

“I’ll have to work on that,” I said, smiling.

“So, are you in to getting your cock sucked?”

“Only if I get to return the favor”

He smiled broadly, “Are you a trucker?”

“Yeah, my rig is parked out in the lot with the heater running,” I replied.

“Which one is it?  I’ll follow you out in a minute and meet you there.”

“It’s the white Kenworth.  I’ll be waiting.”

As I was walking back to my truck all kinds of thoughts were running through my head.  At first I thought he was probably just playing me, but I hoped not.  I was also thinking it was a great night to be having hot sex; just what the weatherman ordered.  I climbed in the cab and watched as he walked down the path from the building.  As he got close to the truck I hit the power lock button and unlocked the passenger door.  He opened the door and climbed in, a sweet smile on his face.  After he got in and closed the door, he looked at me and smiled.

“I guess we should introduce ourselves, my name is Gary.”

“Nice to meet you again, Gary; my name is John.  Welcome to my home on wheels.”

We talked for about 5 minutes telling each other where we lived, etc.  I then asked him to stand up and walk back into the sleeper.  When he got up out of the chair, I closed the cab curtains and turned on the red floor lights.  When I turned around he took my hand and pulled me into him, our lips meeting.  Our kisses were warm and tender at first and they had me in outer space.  What a great surprise; here I thought it was just going to be a quick blow job, but it was turning into a night of passion.

Our arms wrapped around each other as we continued our warm kissing.  After a couple minutes though our kisses got more passionate and our hands were roaming over each other’s body.  I had both hands firmly planted on his round ass and my tongue was exploring every inch of his hot mouth.  When I was finally able to pull my tongue out of his mouth and catch my breath I started to slowly undress him.  I started with his t-shirt, and when I had it pulled off, my mouth went back to work on him.

I began at his neck and very slowly worked my way down.  As I sucked and nibbled on each of his erect nipples he ran his hands through my hair holding me tighter to him.  Before I started my descent he pulled my shirt off of me and ran his hands over my hairy chest, rubbing on my nipples and pinching them gently.  It was beginning to get really warm in that truck.  I continued my exploration of his chest, then slowly worked my way down the dark patch of hair that led to the promised land.  As I was licking and kissing my way down his torso I could feel his hardness pressing into me every step of the way.  Needless to say he wasn’t the only one around with an aching hard-on.

When I reached the waistband of his sweat pants I ran my hand up the inside of his right leg stopping at the hardness that was straining to be released.  I engulfed his balls in my hand, massaging them through the fabric of the sweats.  As his breathing got louder I worked my hand up the length of his swollen cock, massaging and stroking it as I went.  Neither of us could stand it any longer.  I pulled the waistband out over his throbbing cock and lowered the sweat pants to his ankles.  Oh my god!  There I was, inches away from the hottest cock I’d ever laid eyes on.  I was in heaven.

I was face to face with 8” of un-cut manhood.  I couldn’t wait any longer; I opened my mouth and engulfed his entire length in one gulp.  Oh, the taste!  I just let him rest in my mouth for a minute; I didn’t want to move or let go of it; it tasted so good.  I was guessing this had met with his approval because he was moaning softly above me; his hands on my head.  I wanted to taste more, so I slowly slid his sweet cock from my mouth then ran my tongue down the length of it working my way to his heavy balls.  I took turns on each of his balls, sucking and licking on each with eagerness.  When I had given his sack a good washing I slid my tongue back up to the tip of his sweet meat.  I had never had an un-cut cock before but I was going to be sure and make the most of this one.  I ran his foreskin back and forth across the mushroom head and then used my tongue to clean him all up.

He seemed to be enjoying the attention I was giving him, for he was moaning louder and slowly rocking his hips.  I was definitely enjoying it; no doubt about it.  After about 5 minutes of worshipping his cock with my tongue he pulled away from my face and pulled me up to my feet.  Our eyes met and we smiled; then fell into another passionate kiss.  He grabbed the side of my head with his hands and pushed me back a little, looking intently into my eyes.  Another sweet smile appeared on his lips and then he sat me on the edge of the bed.  He sat on the bed next to me and took his shoes and socks off, then pulled the sweat pants off.  When he was done he pushed me down on my back on the bed and fell on top of me.

We fell into another passionate kiss, our tongues roaming wildly in each other’s mouth.  After a few minutes of tonsil hockey he started working his way down my face and neck, then onto my chest, giving my nipples the same attention I had given his.  He got a somewhat different response than I had gotten, because I am very ticklish and I started giggling, which got him to giggling.  He finally relented and continued his tongue bath down my stomach to the top button of my jeans.  He undid the button with his teeth, then moved his mouth to the straining bulge along side the buttons.  As he ran his lips and tongue along the length of the straining denim I grabbed his head and ran my hands all through his hair, pushing him tighter into me.  As his mouth was working on my crotch his hands were back on my chest and I was trying like hell not to start giggling again.

He finally showed me some mercy and moved his hands down to the remaining buttons on my jeans.  As he undid the buttons on my jeans he looked up at me and smiled, then stuck his tongue out at me.  I laughed and then told him to use his tongue more constructively.  When he had the buttons all undone I lifted my ass off the bed and he pulled my jeans off of me, leaving my white jockey’s on.  After he had my pants off, he slid back up the bed and his mouth landed right on my aching hard-on.  I love having a guy play with my dick through my underwear, so I was in high orbit by this time.  I could feel the pre-cum leaking out of me and he was dutifully licking it up.

He continued this assault on my hardness for around 3 or 4 minutes, by which time the front of my jockey’s were soaked.  In my mind I had already had about 5 orgasms, but he was working for the real one.  He slid my jockey’s down my legs and threw them on the floor.  While he was working his way back up my legs, he pushed them apart and started licking the inside of my thighs, then to my nut sack.  He wrapped his lips around my balls and sucked on both at the same time.  When he was satisfied that my nuts had received a good tongue-lashing, he ran his tongue up the length of my throbbing cock to the head, then stuck his tongue in the slit.  I almost blasted off right there.  But I hung on and he took the head of my cock in his hot mouth and began sucking on it like a pro.  He took my meat all the way in and held it his mouth for a few seconds then repeated the procedure.  After about 5 minutes of this he pulled it out of his mouth and worked his way back up to me.  We kissed again, the taste of each other’s cock blending together.  So hot!

He asked me to slide down the bed a little way, and after I had complied he swung around and we were in a very hot 69, him laying on top of me, his gorgeous cock hanging right over my mouth.  I opened wide to receive my treat and he thrust it in to the base.  I then started rocking my head up and down feeling him sliding in and out of my throat.  As I was doing this he wrapped his sweet lips around my cock and sucked it in like it was the last one.  That damn truck was turning into an oven all around us.  I continued sucking on his sweet cock for a few more minutes, then pulled him out and started working on his balls.  I had my face buried in his sweaty crotch and I was in ecstasy.

As he was deep throating my aching cock I decided I wanted to taste even more of him, so I grabbed his nice, firm ass and pushed it down into my face.  I spread his cheeks with my hands and buried my face in his ass.  As I started to run my tongue around his tunnel he pulled off my dick and said eat my ass baby, eat my ass.  Don’t have to tell me twice.  I went to it like a real pro.  As I was sliding my tongue around his hot ass he was grinding it into my face, finally sitting up, my face buried deep.  I could hardly breathe, but by this time I figured, fuck it, what a way to go.  He rocked his hips back and forth running his sweet ass hole over my lips and tongue.  I could hear him continuing to say, eat it baby, eat my ass.  And boy did I!  As I was giving the rim job of my life I was also jacking my cock; I needed to cum badly; talk about blue balls, damn!  Finally I was at the point of no return, I could feel the jizz working it’s way up the shaft of my cock and I shot.  Boy did I ever shoot.  I felt at least 6 loads of cum fly out of my cock; some of them hitting him in the chest.

Gary must have wanted a taste, because he leaned back down and took my spent cock back in his mouth, sucking the last of my cream out.  I pulled my face out of his ass and popped his meat back in my mouth.  I hadn’t worked this hard to not get my treat.  I wanted every ounce of milky cum he had to give.  It didn’t take long for him to give me what I wanted so desperately.  After about 2 minutes of sucking on his cock I felt him stiffen up and then felt the warmth of his cum as it shot into my aching throat.  He thrust his hips down and buried his spurting cock deep into my throat.  I gagged on it, but didn’t care; I was getting what I wanted so badly.  After he pumped his load into my hungry mouth he slowly pulled his meat out, but I wouldn’t let him get away.  I grabbed his glistening man-hood and ran my tongue inside his foreskin getting every last drop.

After he was spent and I let him go, he swung back around and lay next to me, our arms wrapped around each other.  He looked into my eyes, smiled and then kissed me gently.  I looked back at him, smiled and said thank you.  He said I was welcome and thanked me, too.  We laughed and he sat up.  I sat up in bed and watched him get dressed, knowing I would probably never see him again.  I was kind of sad about that, but I was also the most sexually satisfied I had ever been in my life.  After he was dressed, I got up and dressed, opened the curtains and hit the buttons to roll the windows down; it was incredibly hot in there.  He asked me if I had a piece of paper and a pen, so I gave it to him and he wrote his name and phone number on it and handed it back to me.  He said to call him the next time I was going through St. Louis.  He looked around us, gave me a quick kiss and was gone.

I watched him walk back up the path and disappear into the car parking lot.  I put my seat belt on, released the brakes and set off toward my appointment in Lexington, KY, the next day.  I’ve been through St. Louis countless times since that night, but I never did call him.  I’ve long since lost that piece of paper with his phone number on it.  To this day I still count that as the most gratifying sexual experience of my life.  And I also realized that even if I had called him and met up with him again, it could not equal that night.  I still think about him, and about that night; and I sometimes wish that I had called him.  Who knows what might have happened….? 

Posted: 10/12/12