Disclaimers: It gets rough from time to time, Safe sex is nowhere to be seen, Just a fantasy to be enjoyed.
And of course everyone in the story is over the age of 18.
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Graduating from high school right after turning eighteen, I decided to hitchhike my way across the country. Living in a small town where all the faces are familiar and only two places to visit for fun had me thinking I had to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.
So I did just that and packed my bags and told my parents that I'll be out looking for a job. Being one of six children, my parents were all too happy to see me out.
I was near the highway thumbing for a ride when a huge eighteen wheeler honked and stopped a few meters ahead of me. The truck was huge and I thought whether or not it would be a comfortable ride for me. Then I realized huge trucks like this one would get me farther than any sedan willing to give me a ride.
When I ran to the truck, the passenger side door opened up. The large man behind the wheel looked even larger from ground. He was wearing a loose fitting jeans and flannel shirt with most of the buttons opened up.
He was looking down at my tight tank top and sweatpants clad body. I am 5'7'' with a lean build and short brown hair.
The trucker was 6'4'' with a bulky looking build with short curly greying hair. His chest hair was striking and from my point of view, only one nipple was sticking out. The only part of the chest that had no hair. The nipple looked larger than normal, poking out and drawing attention to it. With growing stubbles and thick moustache, the man somehow had a tired look in his eyes before he started talking to me.
"What's a young man like you doing hitchhiking near the highway?" He asked.
"I'm looking to get out of this town." I said. "Could you give me a ride to wherever you are going?"
"That's mighty dumb of you to get out like this. Did you run away from home? How old are you even?"
"My parents know that I am going out to get a job." I said. "And I am eighteen and a half."
"What job are you qualified for anyway."
"I'll do whatever it takes to get out of this hellhole." I said, not wanting to hear a lecture from some guy. "Now are you going to give me a ride or not."
"Well what do you know, the kid's got spunk." He said. "Come on in, I'll let you ride me."
I thought he might not be educated enough as I got in the truck. Wouldn't it be ride with him; I'm not going to literally start riding his body now am I!
"What's your name boy?" He asked after driving off.
"Lucas Ford. What's yours?"
"Saul Martin." He said as he looked at me. "But you'll call me sir."
"Sir?"
"Yes, my little boy!"
We exchanged pleasantries for a few moments, I told him how I wanted to get away from the town for so long and see different places, experience different things. After a while I realized Saul was not paying too much attention on the road. He looked me up and down, my torso for a few moments, my face for longer and I got worried about the road ahead of us.
"Tell you what," The older man said. "I can get you a job where you can travel all around the country and earn money on the side."
"Really?" I was ecstatic, not even knowing what job he was talking about. "I'll do it!"
"It's not that easy boy!" He said. "Getting a job is hard work, and you have to prove yourself with strenuous labour. I need to see if you are the right fit for it."
"Oh, Saul." After noticing the look in his eyes I corrected myself. "Sir, I'll do anything to prove myself. If it means I can go around the country and see and meet new people."
"Oh you'll meet a lot of people, that's for sure. But first I have to evaluate you and see if you're the right one for this job."
That's when it hit me.
"Wait, what is the job?" I asked.
"Trucker's assistance!" He said. "You will help me out with any additional responsibilities. And of course, this job can get frustrating with driving for such long hours, I'll have to take my frustrations out. You'll be relieving any pent up pressure."
My jaws might have hit the floor as I tried to grasp what he was telling me.
"Of course, I'll make sure the job will be rewarding for you too." He added. "You'll get to experience things that you never thought was possible. What do you say?"
"Um ... I need to think about it."
"Sure," The truck slowed down and started going to the right at a truck stop. "I'll show you the perks of having this job."
After parking the truck, Saul leaned over and pulled the curtain behind us away to show me the sleeping place. It was a bunk bed with wider bottom part and a small top part.
"This is where you need to sleep if we can't find a suitable place for the night." Then he opened the door. "But lucky for us. We'll have a nice place to sleep for the night."
He rented a motel room for the night and we had our dinner in the fast food joint next to the truck stop. As I was eating my dinner, he kept looking at my mouth with a hunger that wasn't meant for food. The few times I made eye contact, I looked down quickly and kept eating my dinner.
When we went inside our room for the night, I saw that the room only had one queen sized bed. There was a small couch on one side that did not seem long enough for a person to sleep in. I thought I might need to sleep on the floor as Saul was the one paying for everything.
Saul then took off his shirt and told me that he needed a shower.
"I'd say you wouldn't be able to be in the same room with me with the way I am smelling right now. Hadn't had a shower for a week!"
His hairy torso was out in its full glory. The slight beer gut, the chest, glistening with sweat and the hair on his body seemed damp. I started sweating profusely at the sight. That night, I figured out some things about myself I never knew before.
"That easy huh!" He looked down at the small tent on my crotch.
"Huh?" I couldn't find the right words at my humiliated state.
"Come follow me inside," He commanded. "Seems like you also need a shower."
He went inside and added, "Don't make me repeat myself boy."
Saul was standing under the showerhead when I went inside. He then commanded me to take his pants off. I went over and undid his belt and knelt down to pull the pants and then underwear down. The smell of his crotch hit me to the back of my brain as I was mesmerized by the half erect cock in front of my eyes. For some strange reason, I just wanted to touch it and see how it felt.
Saul then made me stand up and started undressing me. after I was fully naked, Saul stared in my eyes for what seemed like a long time before taking his thumb up to my lips. He then pulled my lower lip down with one thumb and held me by the waist with his other hand.
"Boy," He said, breathing heavily now. "When I saw the lips on your face, I knew I'd get my dick inside."
I gulped as he turned me around.
"The ass needs some work," He said pulling my ass cheeks apart. "But you'll be all ready in no time."
We then started showering together. He laughed for a moment at the way I was looking at his body, then he gave me a bottle of shower gel and told me to get him properly cleaned. I knew what he meant and lathered his entire body with my hands. Spending a little more time on the hard yet soft chest than usual. One thing got harder than other parts of his body and I was afraid of getting my hands on it.
"Clean my crotch boy!" He commanded.
I focused on the area around the dick first, then went on to play with the balls for a while. His heavy breathing was eminent when I lathered the entirety of the huge dick with the gel. Then I was instructed to get down on my knees and clean his legs and then his ass. I complied, somehow feeling like I would be spending a lot more time on this position in the future.
Saul then had me stand up and announced that it was his turn now. The first thing he did was the most startling. He had one hand around my neck and ever so slowly kept massaging the side of my neck. It felt like I was in a haze when he lathered his other hand all over my torso. Paying extra attention on each of my nipples at a time. I had played with my nipples while having my dick in hand before, but what this man was doing was somehow making me feel better than any of the stroking sessions in my life. He then rubbed my small penis and I thought he was about to start humiliate me; but instead, he called me cute and focused his efforts on my ass.
After pouring more than usual shower gel in his hand, he put one finger inside my asshole. I gasped at the invasion as I never even thought about putting anything inside me before. He slowly fingered me in and out for a minute before pushing it farther inside me. I moaned in response.