I am a married truck driver from Columbus, OH. I have been driving truck for 20 years and I had never been with a guy. I had sometimes wondered what it would be like to have man on man sex, but never pursued it. In the truck stops I would hear the queers clicking the mic and saying what channel to take it to on the CB. Sometimes I would go up and listen to the conversations. I had to admit it did make my dick hard, but still I didn't want to do anything about it.
It was our anniversary weekend up coming up on a Saturday and I was to pick up a load in Topeka, KS on Thursday at 11AM. That load would take me right past the house and get me home on Friday afternoon or early evening, depending on traffic. It was the perfect load to get me home on time for a change. I had a delivery to make that morning that was about 10 miles away from my pick up. My delivery time was 7AM so I didn't see any problem with me making my 11:00 pick up.
Of course when everything seems to be working out really good, something has to fuck it up. The people at my delivery were the slowest moving mother fuckers I had ever seen. It was 10:00 before I even got into the dock and they didn't get me done until 11:40. I then headed over for my pick up. Usually if you are a little late, they don't get too excited and they usually will get you loaded.
As I was walking up the steps to the shipping office I saw the sign that had the hours on it and shipping closed at Noon. When I got in there was one guy in the office and he told me that he was heading out the door and I would have to come back tomorrow (Friday) at 7AM when they opened up.
I told the guy that I really needed to get this load today, I explained about my wife's plans for our anniversary. He didn't really seem to care, he just pointed at the sign and said all the forklift guys have gone home. That he was the only one there and once he got promoted to the warehouse manage, he had no intention of ever getting on a forklift again. I pleaded with him, offered him $100 if he would load my truck. He then looked at me and said, "I can see that this must really be important to you and I am guessing you'd do just about anything to get your truck loaded so you can get rolling today." I got a big smile on my face and said yes, I'd do just about anything.
He looked me in the eye and said, "Would you suck my cock?" I very quickly told him no and asked him what the fuck kind of a remark was that. He told me that he is gay, he hasn't had a blow job in a while since he broke up with his boyfriend and that the only way my truck was leaving there today, was if I sucked his cock.
I couldn't believe that this was happening to me, but I knew if I didn't make it home by Friday night, my wife was going to make my weekend a living hell. I was standing there thinking it over and I must have been thinking for a while because all of a sudden he asked me what my answer was.