It was two days before rent is due. How could I be so careless? I spent way over my budget and my roommates weren't going to be too happy. I looked around my room to see if I could sell or pawn something. Rent was short by $250 and the only thing that was worth close to that was my Xbox. Feeling defeated, I started to disconnect it as one of my roommates walked in.
"What are you doing with your Xbox Jacob," Mark asked. I explained that I spent way too much on going to eat and bars so I was a little short on cash to pay rent. Mark sighed deeply and shook his head in disappointment. He replied, "Well, I may have a solution for you. My cousin Chelsea has a spending addiction and is always short on cash. So when it comes rent time, she heads down to the truck stop towards Woodenville. There's some lonely truckers out there that wouldn't mind a little company in exchange for some cash."
I nearly threw the Xbox at him and said, "I'd rather sell my Xbox and Computer than do that. You kidding me? I just need a couple hundred until payday. No thanks." I packed up the Xbox and headed to the pawn shop. As I drove there, the thought of me doing sexual favors for money made me feel uncomfortable, yet there was a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach about it.
So I got to the pawn shop and after taking a glance at my game console, the guy behind the counter offered, "I'll give ya $40." Shocked in disbelief, I couldn't even stammer a reply.
"Sorry kid, I got a whole shelf of them Xbox over there and in the back," he explained. I still played it regularly and $40 wasn't worth selling. Dread washed over me as I got back in my car with the Xbox. My phone sounded off with a notification, "Hey Jacob are U going to give me ur part of the rent today or tomorrow?" The panic bloomed inside me as I replied, "I'll give it to u tomorrow."
I knew what I had to do, but I wasn't sure I had the courage to do it. It was getting late as I drove down the highway. A sign read "Woodenville 15" as I whisked by. Another sign for the next exit showed a fast food place and a truck stop. I pulled into big gas station and surveyed the scene. A pretty big building was light brightly that had a restaurant attached to it. Giant trucks with trailers were all around the place. I didn't even know where to begin. I was hoping I'd get lucky and find some half decent lady trucker.
This whole situation was a bit intriguing and my curiosity was starting to grow, well among other things. I got out of my car and walked towards the main gas station, as I did movement to my right caught my eye. A rather hefty woman in an extremely tight miniskirt and a halter top was walking towards a row of trucks that was in the back. A trucker got down from his cab and nodded at her. A quick verbal exchange and then the trucker stepped out of sight as she climbed in. Moments later, the trucker climbed in after her.
Amazed at what I just witnessed, I decided to take a look around back there also. Being surrounded by these trucks made me feel very out of place and then realized I probably stuck out like a sore thumb. A woman trucked walked passed me and gave me a quick scan to then ask, "You lost?"
"Um, no. I'm just stretching my legs," I sheepishly replied. She grinned like a cat and answered, "Too bad I'm not into men. I think you're kind of cute." The trucker winked and headed to her big rig. She didn't look too bad. Maybe there was hope for me yet. I told myself that I'd maybe walk to one more row and then just leave. Maybe I could pawn the Xbox and Laptop tomorrow morning. Surely I could get $250 for the both of them. I googled to see when the pawn shop would open up again but to my dismay, they were closed because it was Sunday.
I hung my head in frustration. Now what was I going to do. The panic in me started to rise again as I searched for any woman that would have me. Just then I saw one. She was wearing black leggings and a tank top. As she got closer, I recognized her.
"What are you doing here Jacob," Mark's cousin, Chelsea asked. I don't know what over came me but it all came out in an emotional jumble of words. She hugged me and said, "It's ok Jake. It happens. I'm out here every other month because I can't stop buying crap off Amazon. Listen, if you wanna make that money, just follow me."
I felt better letting it all out and I didn't feel so alone anymore. We walked over to the next row and she pointed to two trucks, one was red and the other was blue. As we approached, a fairly old guy climbed down from the red one and a burly middle aged man from the blue one.
"Hi Rich," She greeted the older man and he replied, "Hey there baby girl. You out for trouble tonight?" Chelsea playfully nodded. The burly man spoke up, "Who's you're friend?" She introduced me as Jake. Rich shook my hand and then gave Chelsea a rather over friendly hug. I noticed his hand slid down to cup one of her ass cheeks. Meanwhile, burly man stared right at me and that broke my gaze from what was happening with my roommate's cousin.
"That fine thick man right there is Abraham. But we all call him Abe. Abe, this is Jake. Me and Rich have some catching up to do so why don't you two get acquainted," Chelsea said with a wink. It then dawned on me what she just offered. Sheer terror washed over me. I slowly turned to look at Abe. He stood there with his arms crossed with a look of what I could only describe as disdain.
We both then watched Chelsea climb into Rich's truck as he gave her a helping hand on her ass to push her in. Rich gave us a devilish grin as he climbed in after. Abe walked towards his truck, swung open his door and then stepped to the back of his trailer. It was like my feet and legs moved on their own. I did what I've already seen twice this evening now and climbed into the truck. For the most part, it was pretty clean other than the can of Monster Energy and an open bag of chips. The driver door opened and Abe got in.
"Close the door," Abe commanded in a gruff voice. He looked me over again and asked, "You're new at this ain't ya? I can tell because you look like a lost deer in the head lights. Well since I get to break ya in, I'll give you $40 for a blow job. I usually only pay $20." He then fished out two $20 bills and tossed them to me. Abe moved to the back of the cab where there was a bed of some sort. He dropped his jeans and a flaccid 4" cock hung there.
"The faster you make me cum, the quicker you'll be out of here and on to the next one," Abe advised. Money was money I guess. I thought of all of the porn I'd watched throughout my life and wondered how this was going to be. I knelt between his legs and could smell a musk. Not sure if it was his body odor or sweat or maybe a mix of both. I imagined what the girls did in those porn videos and dove in. I held his fleshy cock in my hand to hold it up right and then put it in my mouth.
"Watch the teeth," Abe growled. Loosening my jaw, I started to slide my lips back and forth on his cock. With a little suction, my head began to bob up and down as his cock started to get hard. I thought to myself, "I'm doing it. I'm actually giving someone a blowjob." I guess it wasn't too bad. I was getting use to the motion and began to pick up speed. Abe groaned as I felt my lips start to get slick with my saliva and a little of his pre-cum. His hips started to thrust towards me as my confidence grew. I now really wanted to make him cum. It was starting to excite me.
I felt his meaty hand on the back of my head as he basically began to fuck my mouth. With each thrust he moaned loudly until he forcefully pushed his cock deep into my throat and shot his load. I wasn't expecting that. His cum filled my throat and I nearly vomited. I gagged and choked on it. My eyes watered as his semen spilled from my lips. Abe laid there spent and breathing rather heavy. Breathlessly, he said, "Damn boy, that was pretty good."
I was in shock. I was kneeling in a big rig with cum dripping from my mouth. What in the world was I doing? And did I somewhat enjoy that? Abe sat up and forced his tongue in my mouth. I tried to push him away but he was strong. He stopped and looked at me. Abe smiled and then tossed me a semi clean hand towel. I wiped up the gooey mess around my mouth. He gave me a can of Sprite and said, "You can wash your mouth out when you get outside." Abe started to pull up his pants and I left. Still in a bit of a daze, I rinsed out my mouth with the warm Sprite and then drank the rest. I looked at Rich's truck and it was gently rocking side to side. Chelsea wasn't done yet.
"Hey, go down the row and look for a purple truck. Tell Boris I sent you," Abe said as he locked up his truck to go inside the truck stop. I had $40 in my pocket. If I could just get through this, I wouldn't ever have to do this again. It was just for tonight. None of these people would ever see me again. I did as Abe said. I spotted the purple truck and approached it. I lightly knocked on the driver's door and waited. An older but similarly build man appeared in the window. I yelled, "Abe sent me." His eyebrows perked up and opened his door. He motioned me to come to the back of the cab and sit on his bed. This truck seemed a bit more modern. It was a lot roomier.
