I am a discreet married bi man forty five years old, six foot, one inch, one hundred ninety pounds and don't have a lot of time to go on the prowl for man-to-man encounters. Sex at home with the wife was pretty mundane and irregular. Between work and family life, there are very few hours left for cock hunting. My taste in men is pretty specific, hyper masculine, hairy doms and bears who know how to breed a horny ass.
It had been about a month since I had had an encounter and was horny as hell going around with a hardon and my hole was twitching for cock. Last evening I was on the expressway driving home after a company dinner and had to pass a rest area where there were discreet, single toilets and I had been lucky there before.
The lot was full of trucks so I hoped I could find a lonely, horny trucker looking to fuck. I hopped out of the car, lit a cigarette and cruised the parked trucks. All the trucks were dark and the shades were down.
I waited for a while, but there was no action from the trucks and no cars were entering the rest area. I lit another cigarette and vowed to drive home after the smoke with my stiff cock and blue balls still packed in my trousers.
About halfway through the cigarette a tow truck pulled up in front of where I was standing. The cab was dark and I couldn't see the driver. After a few minutes he emerged from the truck, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it followed by a long drag and a bellow of exhaled smoke. Damn! He was fucking hot! A silver daddy, about sixty years old, six foot, one hundred seventy pounds, silver hair in a crew cut and a nice silver beard. Although he was wearing greasy overalls and boots, I could see he had a reasonably hard body. His hands were black and I could see he had been working all day.
"Evening," I said and nodded and he looked at me in my suit and tie and grunted something unintelligible in reply. I got the feeling he was not impressed with an office man. He moved closer and made eye contact with me, his piercing blue eyes seemed to look directly into my soul. I shivered a little bit and my cock stiffened making a bulge in my slacks and his masculine presence made my hole quiver.
I rubbed my right nipple as if I had an itch and he responded with a hint of a grin. Without a word he walked past me and went into one of the toilets. I stood there wondering if he was interested in something or not. I did however note that he had not locked the toilet since the occupied light was not lit.
I thought to myself, "Fuck it, take the chance!" I went over and opened the door. He was standing there with the coveralls zipped all the way down exposing his hairy chest as well as two pert nipples peeking through the forest of chest hair. His eight inch cock was hanging free and releasing a strong stream of musky, dark piss.
I walked over and rubbed his hairy chest and nipples with both hands and rubbed my way down to his cock. I leaned over and took his pissing cock into my mouth relishing the strong, salty taste of his warm piss. I swallowed eagerly and my cock was about to burst my trousers. My forehead was pounding and the breathing through my nose quickened. I got down on my knees and continued to receive the strong stream of piss that was now hitting deep in my throat. I sucked frantically to keep up with the strong flow.