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I decided to take few days off early one summer weekend and head up to the northern woods of Wisconsin, the state where I lived. Every once in a while, I like to get away for a few days of relaxing, fishing and my favourite past-time, cruising. I’m not a native, but I’ve lived here in the States for the last 25 years. I’m in my mid- 50’s, slightly heavy-set, white-bearded and have never been lucky in the “love” department. It’s just never happened. Unlucky in love, but I’m lucky in other ways. Self-employed, I have been fairly successful financially and can enjoy the fruits of my labour by making more time for myself these last few years.

This particular weekend, I rose especially early to start my trip. Leaving the Southeast corner of the state approaching 5.00 a.m., I had planned to be in the central region of the state after a few hours of driving on un-crowded and un- congested highways. Around 7.00 a.m., I pulled in to a fairly active cruising wayside, just off the Interstate. It hasn’t a bathroom but as you pull in, there are angled parking spots on your left, and truck drivers usually park behind one another on the right in a single-file manner.

Being early, there weren’t any other cars in the lot, which didn’t surprise me, but there was a lone semi-truck. The truck had a bright red cab, and I could see someone sitting in the driver’s seat as I pulled in. I chose a spot in which his 10.00 a.m. view would enable him to see directly into the back of my SUV. I also hoped that this spot would enable me to view him easily as well. Truckers particularly turn me on. I should probably admit that now. Pulling into the spot, I got out and walked to the back of my truck and lifted the tailgate. I crawled in, settling in to a couple of pillows I always keep in the back. I had my cup of coffee and a doughnut from the drive-thru restaurant I had just visited and whilst having my coffee and treat, I would periodically glance up at the truck driver.

He was a handsome bloke, about my age – with glasses, a white neatly trimmed beard and a red baseball cap to match his truck. “Mmmmm, baby!” I thought to myself, “I would really like to get to know YOU better.” He seemed to be interested in me also, because each time I glanced up, he was looking at me. Lying on my side, propped up on my elbow and finishing my breakfast I would periodically drop my free hand to the crotch of my baggy cargo shorts and nonchalantly rub my crotch every once in awhile. I’m certain that they were baggy enough to give him a little more than an eyeful, as I never wear underwear. Out of the corner of my eye, I’d watch his reactions. He seemed to perk up in his seat and lick his lips slowly; each time I moved my hand to my crotch. Encouraged by this, I started to stroke myself slowly through my shorts – pretending that he wasn’t there.

Every time I’d surreptitiously glance his way, he’d be staring intently. Once time, he reached up with his right hand and tweaked his left nipple and licked his lips. This really turned me on, and I decided right then and there to give him a good “show”. I had a few favourable circumstances that enabled me to become so bold. One was the fact that my side windows were tinted – and the other, that I could see with advanced notice if a vehicle had driven into the wayside.

When I had finished my coffee, I laid back and freed my aching dick from my shorts. I don’t have a huge cock, but I haven’t had any complaints either. I’ve about 6.5 inches of firm meat, circumcised. Getting up on my elbow, I slowly stroked my shaft and watched for the truck driver’s reaction. I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. He was smiling and rubbing his chest, as I continued to slowly wank my cock. I opened the button of my shorts and slid them down to my ankles and freed one leg. I spread my legs wide, giving him a clear shot of my bouncing balls and ass. Unexpectedly, a car pulled into the wayside and I had to quickly pull on my shorts. The car had a family in it, and they stopped to let their two dogs out to relieve themselves.

They had parked about 30 feet before my truck. Whilst waiting for them to leave, I had pulled my dick out and continued a “mini-show” for my audience of one. The driver got up out of his seat and stood in the area between the driver’s seat and passenger seat. I had a clear view of him from the thighs up. He was stroking a beautiful hard-on, and would bend down to view me every once in awhile. The other car finally finished their business and had backed up out of their stall and continued past my truck as they drove out of the wayside. I quickly got myself in order and nodded to them as they drove by as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on.

I quickly shucked my cargo shorts and settling my ass closer to the door of the opened lift gate, I put both my feet on opposite sides of the truck. My ass was fully exposed to the trucker, and I started to stroke my cock in earnest. I could feel my heavy balls bouncing over my asshole with each down stroke I made. The truck driver decided that it was his turn to do a little show, too.

I watched as he pulled off his T-shirt. He had a thick pelt of grey and dark hair on his chest and stomach. He bent down to step out of his pants and underwear, and started masturbating his cock, and gently massaging his balls. I watched his balls jump with each thrust of his fist. He leaned forward, accentuating the size of his cock. Suddenly, he turned around for something and I saw the most beautiful furry man ass I’d seen in a long time. As he turned around and bent down to face me again, I pulled a condom out of my pants pocket, and held it up to him for his approval. The bright red packaging matched his hat and truck. How appropriate, I thought.

He gave me the “thumbs up” – and that was all I needed. I hurriedly put on my shorts, locked up my SUV and climbed and entered the semi driver’s door. I gave him my best “Hey,” as I entered. He gave me a “Hey” back. (I think that’s an American thing – you surely don’t hear “Hey” in England as a greeting.) He stepped back a few steps into the cab, and I quickly got on my knees and pulled the condom out of its bright red packaging. I slipped the condom down the shaft of his cock to its base. His cock was LONG and fairly thick. There wasn’t any more room for the condom – it was completely unrolled. I slipped the head of his cock into my mouth, and he murmured, “Oh, yeah” a few times as I slowly relaxed my throat and swallowed the length of his dick. Damn, he was a mouthful, for sure. I slowly deep-throated him for about 10 minutes, and listened to his almost monosyllabic “Oh, yeah’s”. My mouth was getting tired, and I pulled off his dick to give his balls some attention. He had a great set of balls, almost the size of small nectarines – and his scrotum was incredibly loose. Those balls had a home that allowed them the freedom to swing wherever they wanted. They weren’t confined a bit, and his scrotum had hair to match the pelt on his chest and stomach.

He smelled strongly of soap, as I licked his balls and slid them into my mouth in an alternating fashion. I started licking lower - beneath his balls. He suddenly said, “Go ahead, I’m clean. I just had a shower an hour ago at the truck stop up the road.” He lifted his foot onto the bed, giving me better access to his hairy arsehole, and pulled his scrotum up. I licked a trail around his arse, and gently flicked my tongue at rosebud’s pucker. He kept encouraging me, and as he squatted slightly, I started licking more diligently – darting my tongue a little harder into his asshole. He reached down with his hand and pulled his ass cheek apart and I dove in, for all I was worth. Hungrily slurping and licking his asshole, “Uh, uh, uh” was all he could utter with each full flat lick of my tongue. I licked his asshole hungrily for about 10 minutes. My hand was on his supporting thigh, and I could feel his thigh start to quiver from squatting so long.

He put his foot down off the bed and laid down on it. I quickly got out of my clothes and positioned myself between his legs. I went down on his cock again and he lightly held the back of my head with his hands, as he slowly fucked my face. His moans were getting louder and this thrusts more deliberate. His cock was like hot iron. We kept this up for several minutes, and as his breathing and moaning began to get heavier, I knew I had to change the direction of things. I didn’t want him to cum right away. I wanted to enjoy this trophy.

I slid my mouth off his cock and started giving his balls a good tongue bath again. As my mouth and tongue moved lower silently signalling my intent, he pulled the backs of his thighs to his chest and held them there. I didn’t need any more encouragement or a written invitation. I started eating his ass like it was my last meal on death row. He kept moaning, “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah” as my tongue delved deeply into his asshole. He reached down with both hands this time and pulled his ass cheeks completely apart. So vulnerable he was, so completely surrendered to my tongue’s advances. I tongue-fucked his arse like there was no tomorrow. I thoroughly wet my left middle finger, and reaching up for his cock with my right hand I brought it to my lips. I swallowed slowly, as I slowly entered his ass with my middle finger. I started sucking his cock and fingering his ass in a slow, steady rhythm. All he could do was groan loudly, and he did this each time I swallowed his cock. His sharp intake of breath occurred when I slid my mouth up his cock.

I was determined to give this concrete cowboy the best sexual experience he’s ever had, and I plunged into my skills and talent with great enthusiasm. I’d massage his prostate on the down strokes and suck him as deeply down my throat as I could. He didn’t know where to run. My rhythm began to increase in tempo, faster and faster. It was if we were becoming one with one another. Faster and faster, “uh, uh, uh, uh” the pace building to a crescendo. Suddenly, he had a great intake of breath and grabbing the back of my head with his hands, he bucked his pelvis up. My throat accommodated his sudden movement, and he groaned a loud “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I could feel his cock quickly pulsing and pulsing in my throat, as he shot load after load of hot jism into the condom. I held his cock in my throat and mouth, and he kept his hands on the back of my head as his thrusting and pulsing continued and continued for about 30 seconds. He started to slow and finally stopped. I had good control of my gag reflex, and let his cock slowly deflate to a semi-erect state before I slowly pulled off his dick. It made a “plopping” sound, as the head slid out of my mouth. I’m a great cocksucker. I think I can suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch.

Standing up on my knees, he reached up with both of his arms and pulled me down on top of him. We started a long, deep kiss and our tongues explored each other’s lips and mouths. He tasted so manly, and so fresh. I was blown away by his actions. He was so passionate. He wrapped his legs around my waist and I could feel my dick’s head dripping with pre-cum against his wet asshole. I wanted this moment to last for a LONG time, he felt so comforting. He pushed my hips up and pulled my cock up to his face, and I straddled his chest. He quickly put a condom on my cock before I realised what was happening. He sucked my hard cock down his throat and with one hand he gently guided my hips into fucking his mouth. I let him control the rhythm. I raised one leg up so that I was only kneeling on one knee, giving him better access to my aching hole. I don’t usually let anyone fuck or finger me, but I wanted him to do that now in the worst way. I wanted to feel a part of him inside of me.

He reached down with his other hand, and lightly fingered my asshole. That was now a now winning combination in my book, one that I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long for. I could feel my balls tighten in my sack, and the base of my cock soon had that familiar “buzz” feeling, my orgasm was just in the beginning stage, and I knew in a minute, my cock would explode. He kept sucking and sucking, and abruptly slid his whole finger in my ass. “Ohhhhh,” I moaned and suddenly I knew I had reached that special point. Tumbling from the sexual ledge of no return. Did I say tumbling? More like thrown from the ledge. The churning in my balls, the intensity building, it was time to BLAST OFF!!!!! I couldn’t stop. I shot load after load after load, my asshole pulsing around his finger with each volley of cum I put into that condom. One of the most incredible orgasms I’ve ever had.

I moved down and collapsed on top of him. We held each other for several minutes, our faces next to each other. I could feel the hotness of his cheeks against my cheeks, and I could smell the scent of his body’s sweat. We panted almost in unison. Our synonymous breathing slowly became normal. I got back up on my knees and looked at this god lying beneath me. This man was incredibly handsome, a 10 in my book. I’ve only seen a few, and never had an experience like this with any of them. He was very hairy, very strong, and very handsome. He looked up at me, and with this devilishly handsome smile said good morning. Good morning, I smiled back at him.