Chapter 1 – Chapter 1

It was already 10 pm and I was six hours in to the drive home from my 15th annual golf trip. Every year at about this time, eight of us would descend on Myrtle Beach from all corners of the country for five days of golf, drinking, and sex. I suppose for most bro-cations the sex part would involve a wad of cash, strip clubs, and hopes for more than just a lap dance in the VIP room. For us, however, it meant a trip back to the house after golf where we would get naked and have an eight cock free-for-all. There were trips where we were so horny we'd skip the afternoon 18-holes for a pre-dinner fuck session. During this trip, in honor of its 15th anniversary, we skipped two afternoons of golf and sucked, fucked and jerked each other senseless.

Each year as the trip grew closer, we'd hold off on having sex and jerking off, saving ourselves for the trip. The waiting always paid off, though: the loads on that first night were absolutely massive. This year my fun started with a fourteen-load bukkake session; I made sure to take some selfies afterwards.

My cock started to get hard as I thought back on the five days that just passed, my hand reaching between my legs so I could massage it through my shorts. I wished we could have spent another day there; my cock hunger wasn't nearly satisfied.

"Oh man, I have to take a piss," I thought, taking my hand off my bulge. Waze told me I had 30 minutes until I reached home, but I didn't think I could wait that long. A large highway sign advertised a truck stop with showers and clean restrooms.

"That'll do," I said to no one as I pulled into the exit lane.

***

The sign was right: the restroom certainly was clean and was also devoid of people. It had a long bank of urinals on one wall, stalls on the other, and an entrance to the showers in the back. The urinals lacked any partitions between them and were mounted close together, and the doors to the stalls ran all the way to the floor. I peeked into the shower room and saw that, like the urinals, it lacked any partitions or curtains; it was just a big room with several shower heads. It was as if the entire space was purpose-built for hooking up.

I walked over to the second-to-last urinal, pulled out my semi-hard cock, and let it flow. I immediately felt that near-orgasmic sensation when you really, really have to go and you finally get relief.

I heard the heavy thud of footsteps approach, the owner of those footsteps stopping at the urinal directly next to me. I stared straight ahead as I heard his belt unbuckle and his pants unzip. He must have been a large man because his elbow rubbed against my side as he fished his cock out of his pants. The forcefulness of my stream started to wane and I found myself a bit surprised that the sound of his didn't join in. I glanced down at him from the corner of my eye and saw just the head of his cock protruding from below his large belly. He was just standing there, quietly holding his cock.

"Is this guy looking for action?" I wondered as blood rushed to my cock. I grabbed my dick by the base and started to shake it, stepping back from the urinal a little so it was more on display. I kept shaking my semi-hard cock until his voice finally broke the silence.

"Wanna go to my truck?" his gruff voice asked. I gave my cock a few strokes before telling him yes.

***

I'd never been in a sleeper cab before and I was taken aback by how much room it afforded. He slipped off his pants and boxers and lay back on the bed's pillows, the weight of his large stomach spreading to his sides. He opened his legs and stroked his cock with his fingers. He wasn't particularly long, but his girth was really impressive, as were his huge hairy balls. I knelt beside the bed and took his dick in my hand, slowly rubbing the head. I squeezed out some precum and rubbed my finger in circles around the tip of his head, a string of it forming between my fingertip and his slit as I lifted my finger off his cock. I lowered my head and took him into my mouth. He must have been on the road all day – his cock and balls smelled and tasted of sweat – but it didn't bother me; I was swept up by the wonderful feeling of having a dick in my mouth again.

He put his hands on the either side of my head, his chunky fingers gripping tightly as he moved my head up and down.

"Yeah, that's it," he grunted. "Suck my fucking cock you slut!" His movements became quicker and more forceful as his cock slid in and out. He seemed to like rough blowjobs, so I pretended to gag on his cock.

"Mmmmm, fuck yeah, gag on my dick you fucking whore!" he said as my fake gags grew louder and more frequent The sound of it egged him on, making him ram my head up and down even faster and harder, drool spilling out of the corners of my mouth.

"Yeah. you love my dick down your throat, don't you bitch?" he growled, pushing my mouth down to his balls. I managed a muffled "mmmm hmmm" between gags as my eyes started to water. I was rock hard, precum pouring out of my head, as his mouth fucking continued almost mercilessly.

"Arrgghhhhh…fuck….I'm gonna cum…." he groaned as I felt that familiar sensation of a thick, hot load spurting into my mouth. His huge balls emptied down my throat as I greedily swallowed every delicious drop. He took his hands away and I sat up, wiping a little cum from my chin and sucking it off my fingers. We didn't say a word as he got dressed and I left his cab.

My feet barely hit the pavement when I was almost blinded by flashing lights. I looked in its direction towards a row of dark semis. I adjusted my cock in my shorts due to the painfully obvious tent I was sporting when the lights of one truck flashed again; I took it as a signal that the driver wanted me to come over. Feeling emboldened by the fresh load of cum in my stomach I headed over to the cab.

"I wonder whose cock I'm sucking next?" I wondered as I let myself in.

The operator of this truck didn't have a blowjob on his mind. He had already pulled his shirt up to his armpits and shed his pants and underwear. He was pouring lube all over his hard cock, which was longer than the first trucker's, but much narrower. I smiled at him as I pulled down my shorts and boxers, stepping one foot out of them. I approached the edge of the bed and turned my back to him. I bent over as I put a hand on each of my ass cheeks, pulling them apart and showing him the hole he was about to use.

"Mmmm….yes, bring that ass over here," he whispered. I leaned over at my hips, pushing my ass closer to him. I felt his slick cock head press against my hole and I instinctively pushed my weight back, taking the entire length of his cock in me at once. I let out a grunt when my cheeks smacked against on his crotch. I looked over my shoulder at him as I pushing backwards and forwards my ass cheeks slapping against him. He closed his eyes and started moaning.

"You like fucking my ass?" I asked as I increased my pace.

"Fuck…fuck..fuck yes…it feels so fucking good," he groaned as his breathing became heavier. I rode faster and faster, clenching my ass on the upwards movement, milking his dick as he fucked me. I tugged on my cock as his head rubbed back and forth against my prostate. His dick was a perfect size: thick enough to give that nice stretching feeling, and long enough to give that even nicer full feeling. His balls swayed as he rocked his hips in motion with mine, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. We were fucking so hard that if the we were in a smaller car, well, that van would have definitely been rocking!

"Mmm, baby, I want you to cum in my fucking ass." As if on queue, he pushed his cock as deep inside of me as he could as his cock started pulsating. I got goosebumps as I felt his thick, warm jizz filling me.

"Ohhh, baby, that's it…fill my ass with your fucking cum!" I moaned. His orgasm seemed to last forever, the spurts of cum shooting over and over as his body shuddered. I ground my hips against his crotch as I felt his cock go soft inside of me. I pulled off and flashed him a smile.

"Hey, can I have that?" I asked, pointing to the bottle of lube next to the bed. I had used all of mine on the golf trip and wanted to be prepared in case I was able to entice anyone else to use my ass. He nodded as he closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath. I started to pull up my shorts as I put the bottle of lube in my pocket. I exited the cab and reached down to put my dick back in my pants. Not right away, though, as I was hoping to have an audience. A truck approached as I finally zipped up.

"Hey, you want to come in?" the driver asked as his truck came to a stop next to me. I nodded and walked around the front of the truck, the tent pole in my shorts forming again. I climbed in the passenger seat and he turned towards me. "What kind of fun are you looking for today?" he asked as he rubbed the bulge in his jeans. He was a younger guy, maybe late 20s, sporting a blond mullet and a button-down flannel shirt.

"I want to suck your cock and swallow your load," I answered honestly

"Oh fuck yeah!" he responded as he unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. His cock was a thick four inches with a massive head. He reached down and cupped his smooth balls.

"You like my dick?" he asked, squeezing his nut sacks. I didn't say a word – I lunged towards his cock. The two men before him had awakened a lust in me, a lust that even five days with my golf buddies couldn't satisfy. I craved quantity, so I needed him to cum quickly. There was no licking and kissing the head, no swirling my tongue around his veiny shaft like it was a candy cane. No sucking on those perfectly sized smooth balls. I deepthroated him immediately, his oversized head sliding over my tongue and pushing against the back of my throat. I stuck out my tongue and gave his balls a quick lick. I lifted my head off, a thick rope of saliva forming a bridge of spit between his cock and my mouth. I gasped for air before i shoved his dick down my throat again. I relished the taste of his precum as it coated my tongue, my mouth moving up to the ridge of his bulbous helmet before moving all the way down to his balls again. I grabbed his hips for stability as I bobbed my head up and down, my lips working the full length of his shaft. Faster. Faster. Faster.

"Oh Jesus!" he groaned as he orgasmed; his cum oozing out of his cock and into my mouth, pooling around my tongue. He pulled his cock out and I swallowed his load with a gulp and a smile.

"Thanks, stud," I said as I left his cab.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, alerting me to a text message from my wife.

"are u almost home"

"late start be home in a few hours"

"k"

I put my phone back in my pocket and looked around at the rows of parked trucks, wondering what my next move would be.

"You still working?" a voice asked from behind me. I turned around and an older man walked towards me. He had long grey hair with a matching grey goatee. He was slim and tan and wore jeans, a Harley Davidson t-shirt and work boots.

"I am, yeah." He placed his hand on my elbow and led me towards his truck. We walked toward the narrow passage between his truck and another; I was confused when we walked past his cab and stopped at the very back of the rig.

"How much for anal?" he asked as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.

"You're in luck – it's free tonight," I answered as I pulled the bottle of lube from my shorts. He pulled his pants down, his huge cock bouncing free as I handed the lube to him. I stared at his swaying rod as I slipped out of my shorts. He slathered the lube all over his member, rubbing copious amounts all over it. I turned away and bent over, bracing myself on a rear tire.

"Uugghhnnnn," I groaned as he entered me, his thick head spreading me wide. He pushed in and out, inching his way into my tight ass. I took deep breaths and tried to relax my muscles so I could welcome his cock in deeper and deeper. He finally pushed all the way in.

"Fucking nice and tight," he whispered as he slapped my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled out slowly, his cock almost pulling all the way out of my ass. He thrust forward with a grunt, slamming into me balls deep. He kept that same pattern – pulling away slowly followed by a hard and fast thrust, slapping my ass loudly. I braced myself on the truck tires, my body rocking forward as he thrust his dick into me.

"You want my cum?" he whispered as his hips slapped against my ass.

"Give me your cum…give me your fucking cum," I begged as he pounded faster.

"Oh fuck…" he pulled back so just the head of his cock was in my ass when he started to cum. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt rope after rope shoot deep into my ass, mixing with the other trucker's load. He pulled out and shot the last two spurts of cum across my ass cheeks. He pulled his pants up, gave me a nod, and walked away.

I pulled my shorts back on and headed back towards the rest stop's building, my dick rock hard and begging to cum. As I emerged from the alleyway the trucks created, two men exited a moving van parked directly across from me. If the lighting afforded it, they had a perfect view of me getting fucked as I was bent over the tires.

"Showers?" one of them asked as they both adjusted their cocks in their gym shorts. Apparently the light did afford them a perfect view. Judging from the outline in their shorts they were extremely well hung; it had been a long time since I enjoyed the company of BBC, so there was no way I was going to say no. I nodded and the three of us walked into the building, past the still-empty restroom to the showers. I took the bottle of lube out of my pocket and placed it on the floor before slipping out of my shorts. The two men pulled their cocks out of theirs; they weren't particularly thick, but they were really long.

I got on all fours, inviting them in. One of them moved in front of me and slapped my face with his twelve inches while the other one poured lube all over his cock and my ass. They thrust their dicks in me at the same time, and continued to coordinate their movements, pushing in deeper with each thrust. My legs started to feel week as the sensation of those two big cocks filling me sent chills through my body.

"Fuck yeah," they both cheered and gave each other high-fives as they spit roasted me. The man behind me let out a loud groan as he pulled his cock out and shot massive ropes of cum on my back and ass. His friend was close to orgasm as well; he pulled his dick out and rubbed out a huge load on my face. They pulled their shorts back on and left the room, leaving me a cummy mess. I turned towards them as they walked away and saw more men approaching the showers.

"It might take longer than a few hours to get home," I thought, as they drew closer.