(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older)
I would like to thank my editor Todger65
The Truck Stop
Day 1
That next day we all got packed for our trip, and mom made an announcement that besides cell phones no one was to bring any electronics. Well Jack put up a fight and when he lost had a fit and grumbled all day. As annoying as listening to Jack whine normally is I didn't notice much because Tina was at our house all day, and I had trouble being around her and Danny because I felt like they would know I had been listening last night. As anxious as I was, and I thought it was obvious, no one seemed to notice anything.
Despite my anxiety, Jack's whining and Danny and Tina's constant flirting we got everything packed and in the van that night.
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The next morning we got cleaned up, dressed and in the van ready to hit the road. After pulling out of our driveway Daddy asked, "So which way do we go?"
Mom just smiled answering, "Forward."
So forward we went, no destination planned and no time frame to get there. We drove for about two hours before we stopped for breakfast. Mom went in, ordered and waited for our food, and after a short wait we were soon on our way again. It was around noon when daddy asked, "Ummm gang there's a truck stop a few exits up, would anyone object to a small pit stop?"
"I'm fine honey I went when I got the food but if you and the kids need to stop that's fine," mom answered.
"Yes daddy I could use a break too."
"OK baby stop we will."
We parked the car and mom waited while the rest of us went to the restrooms, as I went to the last stall my first thought was if the women's room was this nasty how bad was the men's. I was still having trouble thinking about anything besides what happened the other day, so my mind was on other things as I reached over for toilet paper. But it wasn't toilet paper my hand brushed against, it was something warm and soft. I quickly pulled my hand away, none of the images in my head of what I might have just touched were pleasant. I finally forced myself to look over and what I saw was more shocking than anything I had imagined; for sticking through a hole in the wall was a man's cock.
For the longest time I just sat there like I was in a trance not knowing what to do, but the trance was broken when the cock twitched. It was the first cock I'd ever seen in person and it was some stranger's in the bathroom of a truck stop. I knew I shouldn't, and that it was wrong, but I just had to take advantage of this opportunity.
Very slowly I reached out and touched that strong cock, it jerked as my cold hand softly touched the side. With just my fingertips I gently moved it around taking it in from all angles. Up to that point the only cocks I had seen were drawings in anatomy books or in porn, I knew cocks in porn tend to be on the large scale and above average, but I couldn't help feel disappointed that the first cock I got to experience for myself was so... tiny.
It couldn't have been longer than 4 inches and only slightly thicker than my thumb. Even though it was small it was real and at the moment it was all mine, so I was going to have some fun. I wrapped my hand around it and just held it for a minute feeling his heart beat. With my hand against the wall only the head stuck out of my hand, so when I tried to jerk him off I could only use my first two fingers. I was just starting to get into giving my first hand job when without warning he came.
The first shot went up my forearm and was not much more than a few drops, the rest just dribbled out onto my hand. After he had his fun the cock was pulled back through the hole but was replaced with money. I took it and found I was holding a hundred dollar bill with "Thank you" written on it.
I wiped off my hand not really sure how to process the fact I had just been paid for a hand job. I looked at the money again before putting it in my pocket and was about to leave when I heard a soft noise next to me. I looked back and another cock had been put through the hole. This one was much different than the first, for starters it was black and it was huge.
I practically ran the few steps across the stall to it, and wrapped my small hand around it then the other and there was still room for a third or even a fourth, plus my fingers didn't go all the way around it. I'm sure that if anyone had seen me kneeling there in that dirty truck stop bathroom they would have said I was acting like a kid on Christmas after getting everything on their list.
While I was playing with this new toy of mine for several minutes. Slowly stroking first one small hand up and down its long girth then wrapping both hands around to get a tight grip and pumped that big black cock for all I was worth. I'm not sure what possessed me to do it but I started rubbing him against my face as I jerked this huge piece of man flesh. It didn't take me long to feel a wetness on my face, I pulled away to see that it was leaking from the tip and I knew I just had to taste it.
I was soon licking the tip like my life depended on it. If someone just an hour before would have told me I would be on my knee happily licking and stroking a massive black cock in a truck stop restroom I would have called them a disgusting perv, but here I was doing just that and enjoying it immensely.