That Moment When......

After I finished with the hotel gang, I was about to head back to my place when I got hit up by a guy from A4A.

I've said before here, that at least in my area, A4A skews to the black population. I'm not sure why, but it does. And you've also seen here, that I'm not adverse to having "relations" with that community.

His pics did him no justice. His profile was only just ok too. If I'm being honest, it was the description of his cock being a 'hole stretcher' and him at a Pilots resting in his semi rig for a few hours before going back on the road that got my attention.

It intrigued me enough to travel 10 miles in the wrong direction.

He presented much better in person. He met me out front and we walked back to his rig.

This would be only my second encounter in an 18-wheeler. Sure, as a teen, I * might * have orally serviced a few truckers at a rest area - at once - but inside a truck is porn material. Not that sucking off three truckers isn't.

Like the last cab, it was more than a little messy, but these guys live here almost 24 hours per day. Maps (who uses those anymore?), food wrappers, half-filled bottles of water or soda. You get the idea.

Unlike the last one, he seemed to have more room behind the seats. The "bed" seemed wider. He stood in front of me for a moment and I slipped off the bed to my knees. His cock wasn't exceptionally long, maybe 5.5", but he was true to the hole stretcher thing. The shaft was wide, the head was wider. HUGE head.

He appreciated my oral skills, but that's not why he got me into his truck. And my jaw was not the hole I wanted stretched.

Of course, I lied, saying I hadn't been fucked for a while. But then, maybe 25 minutes is "a while" to some people. It's all relative, right?

The man was wide. I felt it. But I had also just been opened up pretty well by two different guys. Still, he bottomed out and still ground into me - for good measure.

We would do it in just about every position - save me sitting on his cock. There was quite a bit of room - more than you'd think - in that sleeper compartment. I was on my back at the edge of the bunk. I was on all fours. I was face down. I was on my side, with him lying behind me. All the while taking dick.

Between positions, he wanted to kiss. And like I was a 15 year old girl on a car date, he'd reach down between my legs and finger my hole. I don't how he was doing it, but I probably felt like a 15 year old girl on a car date - getting turned on and wet "down there".

And he was a talker. He tried to engage me, and to a degree he did. At one point he very lightly smacked my ass. I might have raised an eyebrow, indicating "is that all you got?".

He hit harder. And then harder. I told him I wasn't a fragile kind of guy. That was the moment when....it just clicked for him.

He hit harder. He fucked MUCH harder. He knew I wouldn't break. He knew I wouldn't say 'no'.

He flipped me on my stomach and really put it to me. I took it like a champ......until he flooded my guts. I took all of that too.

I won't say he became apologetic after he shot his wad, but he softened......and wanted to talk some more. I get it. Being a trucker, you talk all day but on a radio. Not to humans.

I indulged him for a few, but had to get on my way. And he had to sleep. He said he'd drop me a line if he came back through this way.