Hi guys,
Here is another true story about a guy that I went to truck driving school with. He was a few weeks ahead of me in training, so we were not roomies very long and as often happens, we lost contact with each other after he graduated.
It was a Thursday evening when I had finally decided to climb into my pickup to head to the local home improvement store to pick up the items, I would need to fix the bathroom sink faucet. It broke a few days ago while I was brushing my teeth. I had been home almost a full week now and had to go back on the road Sunday evening to be at my pickup point first thing Monday Morning. On top of the bathroom faucet, I also had a huge list of other things that needed to be fixed up around the house that I decided to go ahead and pick up the items for.
Upon arriving, I was glad to see the parking lot didn’t have a lot of cars in it. Thinking that it was a good indicator that the store was probably empty as well. My presumption came true, and I was inwardly pleased at the lack of people in the store as I made my way thru the maze of aisles. Not being a big fan of shopping in the first place, I tried to concentrate on filling my list and getting out of there as quickly as possible.
I just about had everything on my list when I turned a corner to look for a bug zapper and saw a very handsome man with a familiar face. He had his side to me talking to someone. He was a big brawny hunk of a man with dark blonde hair that had a sparkle of grey in it. What caught my attention above all else was his thick brown moustache and maybe three days of beard growth. I love facial hair on a man.
If I had to guess I would say that he was probably in his late 40’s. He looked like he stood about 5’10 and weighed around 210 pounds. He had on a red, dryer faded polo shirt that clung to his burly frame. He wore it unbuttoned and his dark blonde hairs swirled out the top around his neck. His beefy blonde arms strained the sleeves of his shirt and I couldn’t help but wonder what those arms felt like. I glanced down and saw that he was also wearing a pair of khaki shorts. As I stopped to check out those massive hair covered calves, my dick twitched in my pants as my mind fought to place where I may have seen him before.
As so often happens in the life of Wayne, once I started pushing my cart forward again, I made a complete idiot of myself as I stared at him instead of watching where I was going. My cart hit a display of paint cans that were neatly stacked at the end of the isle. I couldn’t stop myself in time and the stack fell over making a horrendous crash that had to be heard throughout the store. I inwardly cussed myself as every eye in the store turned towards me, and my unfortunate mess of paint cans.
Mumbling an apology to whoever happened to be in earshot, I pushed my cart out of the way before getting down on one knee to try to pick up the scattered paint cans. After grabbing a few of them and turning to try and rebuild the stack, I saw two thickly muscled, hairy legs appear in front of me. Red faced, I found myself staring into the bulging crotch of my familiar looking khaki shorts man. I quickly looked up into his face expecting a smart-ass comment and sneer, but instead the handsome and rugged man had a concerned look on his face.
“You OK, buddy?” He asked me as I stood back up and began apologizing for being so clumsy. He smiled at me and started to wave it off saying something about it happening all the time, when he suddenly stopped mid-sentence and gave me a strange look. I just stood there staring back at him, wondering what all this was about. A few seconds of this passed before he gave me a knowing smile and extended his hand to me. “Wayne… Isn’t it?” he asked me as I took his hand. His voice was as gruff and manly, as you would expect from a masculine man like him. “Yeah… And, well I do apologize, but… You look so familiar to me, but I just can’t place you.” I said apologetically.
He laughed a little, as he continued shaking my hand. I may have been mistaken but I think I felt him squeeze my hand before he released it. I then noticed the store’s logo on his shirt and a name badge that read “Dave, Store Manager.” He saw me looking at his badge and chuckled again. “Dave? Dave?” I mumbled before Dave reached over and put his big hand on my shoulder and stared me in the eyes. “Think back to our Trucker’s Driving School days, Wayne.” He spoke. I stood there looking at him for a few seconds before it hit me. Dave was my roomie at the Truck Driving School for a while.
“I’ll be damned!” I exclaimed as Dave lowered his hand from my shoulder to my upper arm. Upon feeling his hand, I instinctively flexed my arm muscle, and I got a gentle squeeze and a wink from the big man. Just then two employees showed up and Dave put them to work on the stack of cans I knocked over. I started to protest saying that I would pick them up, but Dave reassured me that it was very slow tonight and his employees were so bored that they were tripping over each other.
He then put his hand back on my shoulder and with a nod of his head; Dave led me down the aisle. About half way down the aisle, I said, “Damn Dave, I had no idea you were here… Hell, I didn’t even know you were no longer driving.” Dave didn’t respond until after we stopped out of earshot from his employees. “Well, you know how the D.O.T. doesn’t like diabetics behind the wheel of a rig.” I nodded my head agreeing. “It was just a matter of time before they caught up to me.” He added.
He then turned to face me and spoke. “Actually Wayne, I’m glad you stopped in tonight… I have been thinking about you on and off for a while now.” I looked at him questioningly and he slightly lowered his head preventing me from looking him in the eyes. My dick started growing in my pants again. “You have been thinking of me?” I asked. He glanced up at me and asked, “Do you have a few minutes for us to sit down and talk?” This big strong man had me curious now, so I didn’t hesitate to let him know that I was free for a little while. He spoke. “It’s slow in the store, so why don’t we go to my office and take some time to catch up?”
I was in heaven as I followed this big rugged former truck driver to his private office, located at the back of the store. My eyes lingered over his muscled butt the whole time as he led the way. Once inside, he indicated for me to sit in one of the chairs as he walked around to the other side of his desk and sat down in his office chair.
I sat in the chair he indicated and looked at him. He had a look of worry and dread written all across his handsome face. Looking down I noticed a framed photo of a blonde boy that had a lot of Dave’s features. In the photo he looked like he might be about 14 years old and had Dave’s eyes and mouth. Dave saw me looking at the photo and said, “That’s my son.” I must have made a puzzled look for he quickly added; “I’ve been divorced about 8 years now.” I gave a knowing nod.
He looked at me for a long minute not saying anything before loudly exhaling. Then in as low a voice as this big man could muster, he started, “Umm, Wayne… I have something to tell you that I’m not real proud of.” I gave him a questioning look and started to tell him that I think I knew what he wanted to tell me, but he put his hands up and shook his head indicating for me to be quiet. “Please, let me finish.” He whispered. “I’ve been wanting to get this off of my chest for a long time now.” He added, with a slight hint of impatience.
“OK, go ahead.” I told him. He took another deep breath before blurting out; “Wayne, I am gay, and I have taken advantage of you a few times when we shared a room, back in Truck Driving School.” I sat there stunned for a few seconds before replying; “You took advantage of me? {Pause} What do you mean you took advantage of me?” I asked, in a serious tone.
He closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them back up to stare at me before responding in that same husky whisper; “I used to sneak into the bathroom when you were taking a shower and steal your towel… I did this so that I could see you naked when you had to come out to get it.” He paused for another long moment before continuing; “There were also, several times I sucked your dick while you were sleeping.” He then dropped his gaze so that he was staring at his desk, very ashamed like.
The room became very quiet as I looked at him. It was hard for me to see such a strong and beautiful man troubled like this. I stared at him for what I guess had to be several minutes while I gathered my thoughts. After a little bit he became impatient. His voice cracked as he asked me, “Aren’t you going to say something? He paused as our eyes met. “I mean, please say something… Call me a damn fag and tell me that I am going to hell. Or tell me you are going to call the police and place charges against me.” I looked at him again and cleared my throat.
“Well Dave, I guess since we are laying it all out on the table like this, well, hmmm, I guess I have a confession for you too then. He looked at me questioningly, so I continued. “Do you really think I was asleep when you were sucking my dick?” I asked him. His eyes became big as saucers and his jaw dropped. “You mean you weren’t? Then why didn’t you say something? I mean, back then?” He asked me. I took a deep breath before answering, “I don’t know.” I confessed. “Thinking about it now, I guess I didn’t want to ruin your fantasy. And hell, why would I complain about you giving me a blowjob?” I asked him.
We both sat quiet for a moment before I continued in a joking voice, “Now, as far as you taking my towel while I was in the shower, I guess I should have figured that out.” We both laughed at that for a moment, and it seemed to break the tension in the room. It was then that I decided to come clean as well. “Dave, you just don’t know how much I wanted to reach down and embrace you back then when you were sucking on me.” He looked at me questioningly. “You mean you liked it?” he asked me. I shook my head confirming that I did. “I used to enjoy watching you walk around naked as well.” I said in response.
He then sucked in a big breath before reaching up and putting his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair staring at the ceiling for a long moment. I took advantage of this and stared at the damp sweat stains in each of his armpits and I wondered how his musk might smell. It was then that I realized that my dick was hard and wanting some action.
It was quiet for another moment as I pondered everything that we both just said. Looking over at him now, staring up at the ceiling, I had a flashback of me lying in my bed, so many years ago, watching him as he walked around the room naked. His big dick swaying back and forth as he was looking for something. He got down on his hands and knees while looking under his bed and I looking at his small puckered hole wishing I had the nerve to go over to him and stick my tongue up there.
My dick was throbbing now, so I decided that it was time to take action. I stood up and walked over to him and said, “Now, let’s get to the real reason I followed you back here!”
He looked at me with an expression that I couldn’t quite read, and I nervously gulped hoping I hadn’t read him wrong.
Dave stood up, and without a word, he walked past me toward the door. I turned, and watched as he placed his hand on the doorknob. Damn, I figured I was going to be asked to leave. I let out a disappointing sigh and started in his direction but then heard the click of the door being locked. I smiled as Dave leaned against the door grinning at me.
“Com-mere.” I said to him. I put my arms out to embrace him as he slowly walked towards me. A few seconds later I had my arms wrapped around this big burly man and felt him giving me a squeeze that would have broken the ribs of a lesser man. “Easy big fella.” I said, as I placed my hands on the sides of his head to kiss him, but instead Dave’s huge hands landed on both my shoulders and forced me back into the chair.
“Sit,” he commanded, “it’ll be more comfortable for you as you suck my dick!” I was a little shocked at Dave’s complete change of demeanor but didn’t have a chance to react before Dave put one of his hands behind my head and slammed my face into his crotch. My dick was throbbing as I began inhaling the musky odor that emanated from his khaki shorts.
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply trying to absorb all of his man scent that I could. My hands grabbed his rock-solid hairy calves, and I ran my hands up and into the legs of his shorts. I felt his damp underwear and ran my fingers up and under them and let my fingers explore his sweaty crevice. I continued inhaling his musk as I reached around the front of his shorts to undo his zipper. I yanked his shorts down and took a second to admire his huge mound of man meat with his hairy belly hanging above.
I leaned forward and shoved my face again into his bulging crotch. I mouthed his swelling dick and balls through the cotton until I could taste his pre-cum seeping thru the material. Wanting to taste the real thing, I grabbed the waistband of his white underwear and yanked them down his thick legs. His fat uncut cock jumped up to slap against his belly as Dave stepped out of his shorts. It then hung thickly between his legs. As I leaned back for a second to admire it, I noticed it looked too heavy to stand erect and a thick drop of pre-cum bubbled out and slowly seeped down towards the floor.
Plunging forward, I slurped up his pre-cum before peeling his wet foreskin back and hungrily lathed his cock head. I grabbed his fat hairy balls in one hand while I jerked his foreskin and tongued his prick head with my other hand. As I was feasting on my hunky meal, Dave stripped off his shirt, so he was now completely naked except for his shoes. His round furry belly rested against my sweaty forehead as I continued to service his meat.
I leaned back to look up at Dave’s face real quick. I needed a good mental picture of him, as he looked then to remember. If you take Russell Crowe as he looked in “The Water Diviner” and add about 20 lbs to him and give him dirty blond hair, you will have a good idea of what Dave looked like at that moment.
I have to pause real quick to say that it isn’t often that I happen upon a man that brings out this side of me. Most men that I meet just want to be completely subservient to me, which isn’t a bad thing however, it is nice to meet a man once in a while that I can be a little sub with. Let me tell you, Dave fits that bill.
I sucked his prick for a good ten minutes, switching to his sperm-filled balls anytime I thought he was close to shooting. By this time Dave had yanked my shirt open and was pinching my nipples in sync with my blowjob. I slowly slid his wet pulsing dick out of my mouth then with my hands digging into his fleshy hips, had him turn around to present his big creamy blonde butt to me.
Remembering back so many years ago, to when I use to jack off while fantasizing about eating this same furry butt, I began by lightly kissing each beefy cheek before prying his round globes apart. I stared at his pink, fur-lined manhole and, getting a good whiff of his musk, thrust my tongue in. I attacked that muscular man ring with a vengeance, tickling his crack with my moustache and beard, while wetting and chewing mercilessly until his hole relaxed enough so the entire length of my tongue could snake in and get a good taste of his man essence.
Dave began moaning and ordering me to eat that man ass as he furiously jerked his big cock. A few minutes of this passed before I felt his butt clench around my probing tongue. Knowing his moment was at hand, I pulled my wet face out of his ass crack and spun Dave around. With our eyes locked, I held my hungry mouth open just inches from his cockhead.
After a few more jerks, Dave’s piss slit gaped open, and the first spurt of his seed lobbed out and landed directly on my wanting tongue. Closing my lips around his shaft while still staring into his eyes, I sucked and milked his dick, swallowing each spurt of his seed with relish. When his spasms subsided, I finally released that thick slab of man meat and sat back staring at this sweaty, hairy hunk.
Slowly catching his breath, Dave backed up to lean against his desk then looked at me and broke into a grin. We were both covered in sweat–his pelt was plastered to his body creating sexy dark swirls all over his chest and belly.
He raised an arm to swipe his wet forehead and I caught a glimpse of his bushy armpit. I couldn’t resist. I got up, walked over to him and put my face in his pit. As I began to lap at the wet salty curls, Dave moaned softly. “Ohhh, you like that don’t you?” He asked as he raised both arms, resting his hands behind his bull-like neck as my mouth began to explore his upper body. I licked both of his pits clean of man sweat before moving on to his pink, quarter sized nipples.
As I mouthed his tits, I let my hands wander over the rest of his stud body. I squeezed his hard, round sweat-slick belly then felt lower to ruffle his thick pubic bush. By this time his dick was once again beginning to thicken and while I slowly jerked his fore skin-covered meat back to life with one hand, I reached around to massage his back then his fur covered butt. Still jerking off his now turgid dick, I let my thick index finger slip slowly into his spit lubed manhole.
We once again locked eyes and as my finger dug in deeper Dave leaned forward to plant a wet tonguing kiss on my mouth. As we French kissed, my entire finger slipped into his delicious, wet hole while his cock throbbed in my left hand. Undoing my jeans with his thick stubby fingers, Dave pushed my pants and underwear down to my knees before turning around and leaning forward onto his desk. He then reached back and spread that hairy man butt for me.
As horny as I was for Dave’s manhole, I couldn’t just shove my cock into him. No, a man as hot as this deserved to be worshipped, and I am not one to break a golden rule like that… I massaged his back with both hands while I once again kissed and rimmed his ass. Dave moaned softly and I first licked at his hole then lightly nibbled the inner flesh of each butt cheek.
Our earlier frenzied coupling now gave way to a slower lovemaking as I took my time lapping that beautiful man butt to get him primed and ready. When he was thoroughly lubed and my back massage had him completely relaxed, I stood and put the engorged head of my prick against his wet hole. As I slowly entered this stud, his moans picked up in volume and I had to concentrate on not shooting too soon.
His tight muscular ring was gripping my dick as I slowly pushed each of my uncut 7 inches into him. I leaned forward to kiss the back of his sweaty neck while I continued to massage his massive shoulders. Damn, I couldn’t believe that I was fucking Dave. I was in a dream come true, as I studied his gorgeous body and handsome profile.
There was so much I wanted to do with this hunk! Slowly picking up my fuck-pace, I pulled my cock out of his clutching hole and entered him again and again until I knew I couldn’t go on. Thrusting my meat all the way into him one last time, I began to shoot my pent up man seed into him. Dave lay there continuing to moan as I slowly pulled out and watched as my seed dripped out of his juicy hole.
Dave slowly stood back up and turned to face me. He leaned forward and we French kissed again before he put his hands on my shoulders and forced me back onto my knees. Not having to be asked twice, I took his semi hard cock back into my mouth and I sucked him back to full hardness then left a generous deposit of spit covering his meat. I stood up, and without saying a word, Dave and I switched places.
Quickly planting a kiss on his lips, I then turned around and bent over Dave’s desk. Dave was now behind me with his wet meat prodding at my manhole. Reaching back with my hands, I spread my cheeks to allow that hot blunt intruder in. “Take it slow, I haven’t been topped in months.” I whispered back to him.
Dave gave no indication he heard me and with a grunt, he showed no mercy as he began to drill my tight hole. Having already cum once, Dave took longer to reach an orgasm–as he humped my butt, he pinched my nipples and chewed the back of my neck while I reveled in the feeling of his hairy body pressing against my back. After a few minutes of his hot fucking, my ass felt like it was on fire.
As I slammed back onto his fuck tool, Dave once again groaned. Grabbing me in those brawny arms, he began to shoot into my hungry ass. We stayed locked together for a few more minutes until his man tool finally slipped out of my now used manhole. When I turned around, Dave pulled me into his sweaty arms, and we held each other like that for a very long time.
About 30 minutes later I was loading up my truck with all of my home improvement supplies. I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. When I plopped down behind the driver’s seat, my butt throbbed: sore but satisfied. I smiled as I recalled our last few minutes together as we exchanged phone numbers and addresses. Dave is supposed to give me a call after he closes the store up to see if I need any help fixing my bathroom sink.
Of course, I plan on telling him to come on over. I have a lot of projects that require his special equipment.