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Jock Tales–JR Year–Spring BreakSpring Break—On the Road With Dad—Pit Stop It was Spring Break my Jr year. I had moved in with dad back after Thanksgiving. At 19 now, I had been out of HS for two years. Lots of running, swimming, and weights were still the daily routine, keeping the bod looking hot. At 6′, and 160 lbs, still slim, and sporting that awesome 8-pac of abs, it looked hot as fuck just above that big bulge, where I was packing 10” of thick jock meat. Dad commented that he had a short run this week, so I asked if I could go with him. With a smile, he responded, of course, sure—why not. We would only be going up to Bismark, so there and back in a few days.We headed out on Saturday afternoon, and pulled into the rest stop at the Oklahoma/Kansas line. It was hot as fuck—about 90, even at 7:00 PM. I was sweating like a pig, and my thick bushy pits and ass crack were soaked. But— I had been holding back a piss for about half an hour now, and the k I d n e y s were hurting pretty bad. I hopped out of the rig, and started across the parking lot—just some jeans and flip flops. No shirt—hardly ever :). A couple of toots from horns got me curious, then I finally realized they were tooting at me ! I just turned around facing the truckers, and made a big muscle with my right arm, then esenyurt escort took a whiff of my rank pit, making a face. Then I got a lot more toots from horns, with a few lasting for a second or two. So—being the show off that I was, I snap the buttons on my 501’s and drop my Levis to just below my ass, displaying my tite round hairy mounds for all to see. I continue to the mens room holding my jeans by the waist up front, still exposing my awesome hairy ass. Now, this was back in the ‘old days’ when rest stops were pretty much a truck thing—not so much ‘travelers’, so they still had the old style piss troughs, and often no doors on the stalls. I walk up to the trough and hooking the band of my jock with my thumb, whip out the meat. Letting it hang free, with my hand up on the wall—fully exposed, I let out a vocal “ahhhhhh”. In moments I hear some footsteps walking in, and I just grin. That bare hairy jock ass gets them every time 🙂 Being pretty horny from being on the road for hours, I start playing with my balls, and breathing in deeply my ripe rich jock stink. It only took a few seconds for me to bone up, as I was ready to pop a nut like right fuckin now. As another driver walks up beside me, he offers “You know, walking in here looking like that, could avrupa yakası escort be kinda dangerous for someone so young, and by themselves”. I just chuckle and reply “well—you all saw me hop out of that rig on the passenger side, so “A” I aint alone, and “B” I aint skeered” “Well, maybe I could get some of that piss there before you waste it all”?I spin around to my right, still pissing, and begin to hose down the driver. He drops to his knees and goes str8 for my engorged cock, swallowing me down to the pubes. ‘Damm, I think, not many can do that’. I grab him by the hair, and ‘assist’ him in his up and down motion on my thick jock cock, cutting off the piss flow. Each time he goes down, his nose buries in my thick bushy pubes, which were also damp and ripe from the ride. In just a few thrusts down the drivers throat, I tell him I’m gonna nut. Grabbing him now with both hands, locked together across the top of his head, I volley. Spurt after spurt of thick jock jizz go flying straight down his throat, and he begins to choke up on the massive load. I figured I volleyed about 7 shots. I hold fast, applying more pressure to his head, and bury my cock. Finally, I ease out just a bit—now grasping the trucker anadolu yakası escort by the sides of his face. With an evil grin, I look him right into his eyes, and softly mutter, “want some more”? The trucker got a fearfull look in his eyes, but nodded his head up and down, with half my cock still in his mouth. Finally—I cut loose. For nearly a full minute I gifted him with a steady stream of hot stinkin jock piss, filling his belly to mix with my jizz. He yanked open his jeans, and pulling out his own quite impressive dick, started yanking the fuck out of it. It only took him moments, before he jumped up off my dick, and standing now in front of me, unloaded his heavy truck driver load all over my belly and pubes. He shot about 9 volley’s, totally covering me in his spunk. I was soaked, :)Speechless, the trucker finally came to his senses, and started to pack away his junk, but I stopped him saying “hey—you gonna rinse this mess off me”?I turn back around and lean back with my butt resting on the edge of the trough, placing my hands on either side of me grasping the edge. With a grin, he grabs his dick, and aiming right for my chest, unloads his own hot trucker piss, saturating me from the chest down to my pubes. Now, I’m really a mess—and stink like a pig :)Finally finishing up, I pack up my own slab of meat. The top of my jeans are now wet from the hose down, but I just grin and head out. As I walk back towards dad’s truck, more toots from horns sound, as I proudly swagger my young lean body, now covered in a slimy mess, glistening in the sunset. As I climb back into the truck, dad just says “What took you so fuckin long”?
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