Below is a story that I am a little reluctant to tell for I am afraid that I might be showing a side of myself that I am not too proud of. This is a true story that took place quite a few winters ago. My memory is not as good as it used to be so the conversations may be a little off, but I put them down as best as I can recall.
As many of you may know it gets awfully cold up there in the NW states during the winter months and traveling the roads during those months can be very treacherous and dangerous. It is quite common to see big rigs and other vehicles pulled off to the side and sometimes even stopped in the middle of the road blocking traffic coming and going in both directions.
One early February afternoon, it was just starting to snow when I left Sioux Falls. Though the going was slow, I was attempting to try and make it to Rapid City before night fall. If my memory serves me right, I think I was about a hundred miles out when it started snowing pretty hard, so I had to reduce my speed to almost a crawl just to see out the windshield. A few minutes passed of this crawling before I saw what looked like a truck on the side of the road with its blinkers on.
As I was passing the truck, I saw the driver standing out on the side of the road, waving his arms. Glancing down at my dash I saw that it was in the low teens outside. “Damn,” I thought to myself. “I can’t leave that driver out in this. He will freeze to death.” With that, I steered my rig over to the side of the road, just a little ahead of him and slowly backed my rig as best I could, back as close to his rig as I could safely get.
Once safely stopped, I was just starting to turn to grab my coat from the back when I glanced at my passenger side mirror and saw the driver from the other truck running up the passenger side of my rig. I quickly reached over and unlocked the door. Not even a minute later the temperature of the cab dropped 20 degrees as the door swung open and a thickly coated and hooded man climbed up into my rig. He wasted no time in reaching back and slamming the door shut as he got seated.
“Thank the Prophets you stopped!” he bellowed as he took off his hood and coat. I looked over at him and my dick jumped in my pants. Sitting beside me was one of the most handsome men I have seen in a very long time. Try to imagine Sean Connery in his upper 30’s with a thick, dark, and well-kept mustache and beard and about 20 pounds heavier and you will have a general idea of what this driver looked like.
“Truck stalled about an hour ago.” He continued as he placed his coat and other belongings down on the floorboard between his feet. He then reached over to shake my hand. I had to shake myself out of my daze to grab his hand and shake it. “My name is Jim,” he said. “Wayne.” I replied as we shook hands. His hand felt like an icicle. “Here let me turn this heat up a little for you.” I said, as I adjusted the temperature knob on the dash. “I appreciate that,” he said as he rubbed his furry hands together in front of the passenger side vent.
He warmed his hands a few minutes before he continued, “Too damn cold to stay outside long enough to try to figure out what the problem is… I called my dispatcher, but hell, because of this storm, it may be sometime tomorrow before someone can come out. Glad you stopped. I may be frozen to death before morning.”
We talked a little bit, and I found out that he is married, and has two daughters. He lives in North Dakota with his family. He was pushing trying to get his load delivered early because he wanted to be able to spend more time with his family this coming weekend.
Are you hungry, I asked? Jim looked at me confused like, then almost as if a light clicked on somewhere, he said. “Actually yeah… Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten all day.” I reached over and grabbed his knee and gave it a quick squeeze as I stood, “Hold tight… I will make us something to eat and find us something warm to drink” I said, as I made my way between our seats towards the back of the cab.
I put some tea on to boil and made us both a sandwich. Once the tea was finished, I handed a cup to Jim along with his sandwich to him over the seat. I then sat on the edge of my bunk and ate. Jim turned in his seat so that he was now mostly facing me and made light talk as he ate. I could not keep my eyes off his hairy arms and huge crotch. While staring at him an idea began forming in my head.
“Jim, I have a couple days to spare on the load I am under, so I can stay parked here with you tonight… We can share my bunk tonight and take a look at your truck in the morning,” I said. Jim looked at me kind of weird before chuckling. “Yeah right… You’re such a joker.” He winked at me before continuing, “That’s all right. You take the bunk. I will just sleep up here in this seat… It does lean back, doesn’t it?”
I recall being so disappointed with his response. But it quickly dawned on me that this is my truck and I am doing him a favor. Hell, it wouldn’t hurt him to give a little. I quickly set my disappointment aside and with as firm a voice I could muster, I responded, “No, Jim. I really want you to sleep back here with me tonight.” I said evenly, before really thinking about it. He looked at me questioningly, so I added, “It’s going to get colder tonight, and we can help keep each other warm… And, hell, maybe help each other out a little,” I added.
Jim looked at me in what I have to describe as a mixture of shock and disgust before firing back, “What?” He then stood up and pointed at me, “You don’t know a damn thing about me, and you are just assuming that I am going to climb into bed with you?”
I was a little taken back by his outrage but stood my ground. “Well, the way I see it, you have two choices. You can join me back here or you can go back to your truck.” I replied even before truly thinking about what I was saying. He just looked at me. “Unbelievable! He said, and then continued. “You’re serious? You’re going to make me have sex with you in order to stay? He asked. I stood, facing him, shrugged my shoulders before replying. “The choice is yours, Jim.” I said, as I shook my head confirming that, yes, I was serious.
“FUCK YOU!!!” He yelled at me as he reached down and grabbed his coat and things before opening up the cab door and jumping out into the snow. I watched him through one of the angled mirrors as he ran off back towards his truck without even closing the cab door. The temperature started dropping inside the cab immediately. “Damn,” I thought to myself before I climbed back into the front and closed the driver side door. Looking down, I saw one of his gloves still on the floor. “He rushed off so fast that he didn’t even realize he left one of his gloves.” I thought to myself.
“Well, Fuck him.” I muttered out loud. “It’s getting late, but I might still be able to make it to the badlands truck stop.” I thought to myself as I climbed back into the driver’s seat. I sat there a few minutes updating my logbook to show my downtime. Once complete, I put my truck into gear and was just starting to pull out. Out of habit I checked my mirrors and spotted Jim running up the passenger side of my truck. “Damn, what does he want now?” I thought to myself as I came to a stop.
A few seconds later Jim stood there tapping on my passenger side door. I reached over again and unlocked it before bracing myself for another verbal attack. Once again, the door swung open and Jim jumped in and turned and shut the door. He then turned and glared at me. “You SOB. You were really going to leave me out here?” He asked, as if a little hurt.
I was kind of taken back by his demeanor and wanted to chuckle but decided to take on a different approach. “Jim, you are a grown man… You are responsible for you… You are the one that didn’t like my terms and ran out of here…. All that was your choice… Now, if you still want me to stick around and help you out in the morning, well, I can still do that… But you know my terms.” What can I say? I wanted him. Hell… I wanted him bad. And there is no denying it. There was something so erotic about his being straight and my having the upper hand.
He looked at me for a few seconds with disbelief written all across his face before turning his gaze down to stare at the floor. I stood up and made my way to the back of my cab and sat back down on the edge of my bunk. I watched him for a few seconds before whispering, “Come on back here, Jim… I will make sure you enjoy yourself too.” I could see through the dim light as Jim closed his eyes and lightly shook his head in reluctance before he slowly rose to his feet. “Damn. He is such a good-looking man.” I thought to myself. I couldn’t help myself; my heart was beating so fast. I wanted to swap man juice with him so bad now.
Sitting on the edge of my bunk I watched as he reluctantly turned and made his way between the two seats and slowly approached me. He stopped and stood still for a minute with his crotch about a foot from my face. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him so that my hands were on his ass and pulled him closer so that my face was now in the crotch of his jeans. “I should crush your head in.” Jim whispered, as he towered over me. At this, my blood pressure shot up and even before I realized what I was doing, I jumped up.
Standing beside him, I was a little over an inch taller than he was and easily had 20 or so lbs. on him. I grabbed his shoulders and spun him around so that he was now facing me. While staring him in the eyes, I clenched my teeth and hissed, “Don’t think… for one moment, that I am some wimpy sissy, that can’t defend himself from the likes of you.” I hissed between clenched teeth as I towered over him. I paused a second to let that sink in before continuing, “If you want to go a couple rounds with me to see what I am made of, we can do that.”
Jim was quiet for a few seconds as he continued staring me in the eyes. “Alight.” he said as he backed away a little. “I’m sorry… I know what I said was a little out of line.” He paused a second and let out a long exhale before continuing, “I just don’t like being forced into something that I don’t want to do… But,” he exhaled as if defeated, before continuing, “this is your game… So, what do we do now?”
His reluctant demeanor touched something inside me and I found myself suddenly feeling a little sorry for him. Hell, I wanted to hold him and tell him that everything was going to be ok. “Come here.” I muttered, as I reached over and gently took hold of his shoulders, pulling him to me. He resisted a little but then I felt his will break again, and suddenly, I had him in my arms and was holding him against my chest while stroking the back of his head with my left hand.
We stood like that for a long moment while I thought about the situation. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. Especially now. My mind raced, and it only took me a few seconds to come up with an idea that might put him at ease and help him relax.
A few seconds passed before I released my hold on him and looked him in the eyes again. “I tell you what. Let’s just get out of these clothes and lay down together… We have all night, so we don’t have to rush into anything.” I said. He looked a little confused, so I added, “Let’s just lay down and let me hold you for a while.” Jim stared at me for a few long seconds before he finally nodded his head in agreement. I pulled him back into my chest and gave him another bear hug before releasing him to get undressed.
It didn’t take me long to strip all my clothes off, so I sat back down on my bunk and watched as he finished taking off his jeans. He stood back up in front of me wearing nothing but his white briefs. I could tell that he was soft, but he still had a very impressive bulge. The anticipation was building in me and I had to fight the urge to reach over and pull his crotch to my face. “Do I need to take my underwear off right now?” he asked, in almost a whisper.
I shook my head no, before I motioned for him to come to me. “Com-mere” I whispered. He stepped closer and I pulled his man crotch to my face and inhaled his scent. Damn, he smelled good. The want and desire were building in me and it was taking all my will power to resist the urge to jerk his underwear down and molest him.
After hugging him tight to me, and inhaling his man smell for a couple minutes, I released him and lay back on the bed with my head on the pillow. I then patted the spot beside me motioning for him to climb over and lay down beside me. I could tell by his hesitation and the expression on his face that he wasn’t happy with the idea, but he still gave in and reluctantly climbed over me. A few seconds later, he was lying on his back beside me, with his arms crossed over his chest, staring up at the ceiling of my cab.
Once he stopped shifting about, I rolled onto my side so that I was now facing him. His eyes were wide open, still starring up at the ceiling. I gave him a few seconds to adjust to my close proximity before I cautiously placed my hand on his furry chest and began lightly rubbing him. He blinked before taking in a deep breath and slowing exhaling out his mouth. He cleared his throat before saying,” I don’t know if I can do this,” in a barely audible voice.
“Do what?” I asked in a low voice. He turned his head so that he was facing me. “I don’t know if you can tell, but I just don’t seem to be having very good luck today.” He said before turning his head back so that he was now starring at the ceiling again. “I went from my truck stalling and stranding me in a snow storm to being forced to have sex with a man.” He paused briefly and chuckled inwardly before he continued. “I’m not certain of what you are expecting here but, if you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m not gay. It’s not like I can enjoy any of this.” After he finished, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him even more.
I gently untangled my fingers from his furry chest and put it on his hip closest to me and gently but firmly pushed upward signaling that I wanted him to turn over so that his back was to me. He grunted and shook his head a little disgustedly before flipping over onto his side, as I had wanted. I wasted no time in scooting up behind him and pressed my body up against his, not even trying to hide my excitement as my throbbing dick pushed up against the underwear covering his ass crack.
I let him feel my hard dick pressed up against him a few minutes before I began slowly dry humping him. I reached my hand back over him and resumed slowly rubbing his furry chest and kissing and nibbling on his neck. My heat and passion were rising, and I wasn’t doing anything to hide it anymore. I slowly lowered my hand down his belly to his crotch and began rubbing his dick and balls through his underwear. “I am going to make sure you enjoy this too.” I whispered into his ear before gently grabbing the waistband of his underwear and sliding my hand under and through his bushy pubic hair. My fingers quickly found and wrapped themselves around his soft dick. He didn’t give me any resistance, so I continued my slow molestation.
To be continued.