Get dressed and wait for the Italian to be done so you can go home.
From Create Your Own Story
The bear watches you slowly tug on your clothes, pulling your pants over your hard dick, and shakes his head a little, obviously amused that you're pulling out early in his opinion. The trucker strokes his cock, waiting. Still, it's hot watching the Italian fuck the blond boy, and the hairy stud keeps his eyes on you the entire time, licking his lips and gripping him at the waist while he rams himself home.
After a few more rough thrusts, he says, "Fuck!" and then rams in hard, and the blond grunts and moans as the Italian unloads inside him.
The Italian pulls out a moment later, cum leaking out from the blond's ass, and takes a step back. The newcomer doesn't waste any time. The trucker moves up to the blond and rams his own dick inside. The blond shoves his sticky ass back against the trucker, and says, "Yes!" The "pig top" moves to the side of the two men, and leans his lips close to the young blond. "You fucking whore," he says. "Taking any dick that comes along."
The blond squirms, and says, "Yes!" again.
The trucker laughs, fucking the young blond hard enough to make him yelp.
The hairy Italian grins at you, and finds his pants, stepping into them and tossing his shirt over his shoulder. You follow him out of the bathrooms, and he slaps a hand on your shoulder.
"Wish I could have blown my wad in you," he says. "But maybe another night, eh?"
You blush. Your dick throbs in your jeans.
Once you get into the delivery truck, the Italian throws his shirt into the back, not bothering to put it on, and you can't help but admire his wide hairy chest, damp with sweat.
"Damn, pig," he says, grinning at you. "You might just be my new favorite toy. Tell me where you live, and I'll drive you home. And maybe I'll drop by every now and then and bring you back here for more good times."
You blush even redder, but tell him where you live. He drives you home - you grip the leather strap and stand, feeling more cum leak out of your ass - and when he stops in front of your home, he surprises you by grabbing you around the waist and tugging you against him. You fall into his lap more or less, and he presses your face into his hairy chest, which is still wet with sweat. You can't help yourself, you lick it.
"You didn't get off yet," he growls, and you moan piteously.
He laughs, and tugs your face to his arm-pit, which you lick furiously, loving the taste and smell of him. His free hand reaches down the back of your jeans and his rough finger penetrates your hole, making you squirm on his lap. He finger fucks you rough, and you feel your load finally release in your jeans while you press your face into his arm-pit.
He removes his hand, and you stand up, shaken, a wet spot forming in the front of your jeans.
"G'night, boy," he says, and you climb out of the delivery van.
"See you later," he says, and drives off.
Best birthday ever.
(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
