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Highway 11

by Kagey


I’ve been driving this particular route at least once a month for the past ten years or more now. This has got to be one of the most boring stretches of road anywhere in the world. I was traveling that dreaded Highway 11 one evening a few months ago. It was early in the spring and the frost was just coming out of the pavement which meant it was fairly slippery.

Almost without warning, my vehicle spun out of control and ended up in the ditch, the front end buried in the deep snow. There was no moving this vehicle without a tow and, as luck would have it, my cell phone was dead and I did not have my car charger with me. Doesn’t it always work out that way?

Well, with the car stuck in the ditch and no phone, I took off walking down the highway towards the next town. After a couple of hours, when I finally got to the town, my feet were like two blocks of solid ice. My legs, ass and most of the rest of my body was pretty cold too. Hey, spring on the prairies - we’re talking a daytime high temperature of maybe 5 degrees Fahrenheit.

At this town, the gas station on the highway is also a regular rest stop for truckers. I’d often seen the sign on the highway indicating showers and sleeping rooms for truckers, but never thought anything about it. This time though, after having asked about getting a tow truck out to my vehicle, I then asked about the showers in an effort to warm up. The attendant said it would likely be a couple of hours before the tow truck could get me back out to my car. He then directed me back towards the showers.

The shower room was set up like a gym locker room with a large change room and lockers in one room and a common shower room in a separated area at the far end. As I got undressed, I could hear water running in the shower room. Once naked I grabbed a towel from a pile at the end of the lockers and headed for the showers. As I entered the shower room, there stood this huge bear of a man. With his back to the door, he was leaning against the wall with his head bent forward, as the water streamed over his head and cascaded down his massive body.

He was well over six feet tall and must have weighed over 250 pounds. He had a round ass atop two tree trunk legs. He had broad shoulders with a back that tapered down to a narrow waist. His shoulders had a fine dusting of dark hair rolling over them and the same dark hair covered his ass and legs. I stopped in my tracks and just starred at him as he stood with his back to me. From this point of view he was a wonder to behold. Then he raised his head and turned around.

He opened his eyes and jumped, surprised he was no longer alone. He glared at me with the look of someone whose privacy had been violated. For a moment I was almost ready to turn and leave him to finish by himself, then his look suddenly softened.

He smiled and greeted me with a simple nod. Apologizing for interrupting him, I stepped up to a shower head across from him and turned the water on to a comfortable temperature. I stood under the running water with my back to the bear and let the heat of it warm my body.

The bear suddenly was very talkative, commenting on the goose bumps covering my back, ass and legs. Turning to face him, I told him what had happened to my car and my situation concerning my almost two-hour walk in the cold.

As we chatted I took the opportunity to take in the front of his body. He had dark hair with a good sprinkling of grey through it. He wore a full beard that was neatly trimmed and shaped. His face was not handsome but he was still good looking, just for his bright blue eyes. His thick chest was covered in the same dark fur that covered his ass. It ran from his shoulders down to just under his pecs, then a simple narrow trail down the center of his belly to his groin where it again spread out full. His belly was round but not fat, just a little mound like that of a weight-lifter. His neck, arms and thighs were thickly muscled adding to the image of a weight-lifter or body-builder.

His circumcised cock hung limp between his thighs, but, even soft it was at least seven to eight inches long and thick with a huge head. His balls hung low behind his dick. They were full and round like two goose eggs held in a fur covered pouch, one slightly lower than the other.

Now, I’m no slouch in the looks department, but a man like this always makes me feel completely inadequate. I stand around 5’8” and weight just 175 pounds. While I work out regularly, I don’t have a really defined body. In the dick department, I tend to be a grower, not a shower. Soft I appear to have a very small dick. Once hard however I have seven inches of very thick meat. I also have almost no body hair and find men with hair to be among the hottest on this earth. In this situation, I thought I was almost standing before man as God had truly intended. And, my dick was starting to reveal that opinion.

The bear introduced himself as Greg and we shook hands, his grip was strong, but not bone crushing as you might expect. The touch of his hand in mine was electric which did nothing to slow down my growing dick. I was becoming more and more self conscious about it and was afraid it would offend my new friend.

At first Greg did not seem to notice. After a few minutes though he did chuckle and make a comment about my tent pole as he called it. He stepped forward out of his spray and flicked the head of my dick with his fingers making it jump and bounce. This touch sent shock waves though my body and a new set of goose bumps rose on my flesh and made my cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Greg stayed beside me and began running his big hand over my chest and belly, down to my crotch, commenting on how smooth my skin was. He seemed as fascinated with my almost hairless body as I was with his fur-covered one.

I reached out and ran my hands through the hair on his chest. I flicked his nipples with my finger tips and they rose to powerful points almost instantly, poking through the fur.

Greg’s arms encircled my waist and pulled me into a gentle embrace. I bent my head down and sucked on his left nipple, making him moan and hold me tighter. He moved one hand and pushed my face into his chest, grinding my mouth onto his tit. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his tit, tilting my head back and locking his lips onto mine. His tongue explored my mouth with a passionate intensity. He knew what he wanted and was damn sure going to get it.

When he broke the kiss, he stepped back slightly and pushed me to my knees. His dick now stood straight out from his body at least a good nine inches. The head seemed even thicker than it had before. He was not content with allowing me to simply visually admire his package. He placed both hands on the back of my head and pulled my face forward.

I opened my mouth and took in his dickhead, rolling my tongue around it, tasting and savoring it . He continued to pull me in, forcing more and more of his dick into my mouth. I just opened up and let him slide in. soon he was at the back of my mouth, pressing down into my throat. I took a deep breath and let him in. I swallowed his dick and soon had my nose pressed against his pubic hairs. His moans were all the encouragement I needed to tell me he was enjoying my efforts.

Soon, however, he pulled back and began a slow steady fucking rhythm, pulling his dick almost out completely out and then pushing back down, holding my face steady the whole time. I did not move. He knew what he wanted and how he wanted it. I was not going to argue.

After a few minutes, his breathing became laboured and raspy. His chest and stomach were heaving, and he was beginning to pick up the tempo. I knew he was about to come and I wanted to savour his load. He had other ideas and pulled out of my mouth. He began jacking his cock and forced my mouth down to take in his balls. I lapped at them and sucked in first then the other. When I had successfully enclosed both in my mouth, I pulled gently away from his body, pulling his nut sac with me.

His jacking grew more frenzied and soon his orgasm was in full swing. He came in great volleys, sending rope after rope of cum over my shoulder and across my back, to be washed away by the running water.

When he was finished cumming, I released his balls and went back to clean off his head. I sucked his dick back into my mouth and his body shook with barely controlled spasms. I licked the last of the cum from his piss slit, enjoying the warm salty taste.

He lifted me back to my feet and wrapped his arms back around my body this time in a tight bear hug. He held my head with one hand and deep kissed me again.

Suddenly we heard a voice calling Greg’s name. Greg quickly stepped back to his shower and I turned my back to the door to hide my still hard cock.

It was the gas station attendant. He was coming to let Greg know that there was a call for his services, a vehicle stuck in a ditch up the road. Imagine my surprise to learn that Greg was the tow truck driver, and the vehicle he was being called for was mine.

We both turned off our respective showers and left to get dried off and dressed. As Greg drove me back to my car, we chatted, getting to know each other a bit. When he had my car back on the road and had inspected it to make sure there was no major damage, he refused payment for his services. He said I had paid in advance and that he still owed me some change.

Unfortunately, it was getting late. I had another hour or so to get home and he had more calls to take care of before his shift was done. Before we parted he gave me his card and wrote his cell number on the back. He said that if I ever find myself in the same position, I should just call directly and he’ll be sure to put me on the top of his priority list.

Since then, I’ve stopped by that truck stop a few times and called Greg. We’ve had a number of encounters now and the sex just seems to keep getting better. Like me, he is turned on by the risk of being caught while doing it. We‘ve had sex in a farmers field, in his tow truck on the side of the highway, and back in the showers at the truck stop. Perhaps someday, I’ll write about some of those other encounters too.

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