"Can I get a ride home?"

From Create Your Own Story

You can barely force the words out of your mouth. The trucker in the red jersey smirks, but offers you his hand. He tugs you to your feet, and shakes his head. "Get your jeans, you dumb fuck."

You scramble to gather your pants, and slide them on, the muddy boot print against your stomach and balls itchy against the denim. The trucker walks you back to his rig, and as you walk, two more men - really rough looking fellas with bushy beards and thick chests - walk past the two of you. You glance into the bathrooms, thinking of the four guys who brought you here, but keep walking.

"You better smarten up, boy," the trucker in the red jersey says. "Guys like them don't take 'no' for an answer."

He helps you climb up into his rig, and you pull out of the parking lot. Once you're on the main highway, he says, "Least you could do is pay me for the ride with a blow-job, you dumb fuck."

You lean over him, pull his cock out, and suck him all the way to your neighborhood, feeling ashamed and whorish, but so damned turned on you can't stop yourself. When you get close to your home, he cums in your mouth, and you swallow as much as you can.

You climb out of the rig.

"Like I said, boy," the trucker yells through his window. "Next time you might not be so lucky."

You head inside, and jerk yourself off furiously, thinking about everything that happened - and might have happened.

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