Ask him to pull over so you can thank him properly for the ride home.

From Create Your Own Story

He looks at you, and his handlebar mustache quirks as he smiles. He reaches over with his free hand and squeezes your crotch, feeling your hard on through your jeans. He laughs.

"Fuck, boy, you're just destined for trouble, aren't you?" But he turns into the empty parking lot of a big box store complex, and slowly slows the truck to a stop. You squirm in your seat, pulling your shirt over your head, and then sliding out of your jeans, kicking your shoes and socks off at the foot of the chair. Naked beside him, you smile at him.

He pulls the jersey over his head, and you see he is the hairiest stud you've ever seen, a thick coat of dark hair covering his wide chest, gut and shoulders and covering most of his arms. He undoes his belt and shoves his jeans and underwear down past his knees, revealing thick legs just as hairy as the rest of his body, and a hard cut and veiny dick in a nest of pubic hair, and two hairy balls that hang heavy against his thighs.

You lean over and suck his cock, taking it into your mouth and rubbing your hands along his hairy legs. He lets out a breath, and says, "Yeah."

You bob your head up and down, awkwardly sliding from your seat towards him to get a better angle, and he takes your hands and moves them up his sweaty chest, where you run your fingers through his damp chest hair and find his nipples. His cock swells in your mouth, growing thick and hard, and you're soon crouched between his legs, your head moving up and down on his dick, his hand resting on your head and guiding you.

"Yeah, that's good," he says. You take him as far into your mouth as you can, then let him go, sucking on first one, then both of his hairy balls, your face mashed between his thighs. He slaps his cock against your forehead a few times, then grips under your arms, tugging you upwards. You climb up onto the seat, putting your knees to either side of his thighs, and then he pushes you down, his hard dick aimed at your hole.

You feel his cockhead against your sore cummy hole. He grabs your sides, and tugs you down onto his cock, and then starts pushing his dick up into your ass. With an iron grip on your sides, he pushes you back and forth while his dick is hard inside you, making his cock hit and push at different angles up your ass, and making you gasp and grunt at the sensations of it battering inside you.

You run your hands all over his hairy chest while you ride the trucker's lap, and with one hand, he takes your dick. You nearly come on the spot, so ready are you to blow your wad, but he squeezes only a little, and strokes you just enough that you're whimpering while he bounces you on his dick.

When the trucker comes, you feel his hot load burn deep in your battered hole, and it pushes you over the edge. You blow your wad against his hairy chest.

The two of you stay like that, his cock buried deep inside you, for a long moment, panting heavily. Then you climb off him, his cum dripping into his lap, and move to the other seat.

"Right," he says. "What's that address again?"

You tell him, and he drives you home.

You will never forget this birthday. Ever.

(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)