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The Hitchhiker

Being a truck driver is a lonely job.  It’s always just, me, the road and my CB radio.  You can imagine how my wife feels though.  A few days a week, I hear her rave how lonely she is.  The irony is that while I understand, I actually like the distance.  Being home only 2 days a week gives me opportunities.  The kind of opportunities she would not understand.

My New Addiction

About 2 years ago, I met a guy named Al.  He was 6 feet tall, husky build, and extremely alpha.  I was intimidated when he spoke to me.  I had just pulled a 10 hour drive from the South to the West Coast.  All I wanted to do was enjoy a beer, then grab a few zzz’s in my truck.  While sitting outside the rest stop, there was a knock on the passenger side door.  Dam lot lizards I thought.

“I’m not interested honey,” I yell.

“I need a ride man.”

I pulled my curtain back, and there he was standing outside my truck.

Well, to this day I don’t know if he was really standing there or not.  That is another story though.

“How can I help you man?”

“I’m trying to get to San Diego, can I get a lift?”

I was hesitant. This guy could totally rob me but I figured why the heck not.

Halloween Slut

I told Al to let me rest a bit before we headed out.  He sat in the passengers seat while I chilled in the back.  I know you are probably thinking how I allowed  a strange man in my truck but he seemed like a nice guy. Or, whatever he was.  What happened next always baffled me.  I can’t explain it nor truly understand why or if it even happened.  I recall us talking about the good old days trick or treating.  It was Halloween night so it made for great conversation.  He looked at me in a way that made me feel, well uncomfortable but strange.  He said after a pause in our conversation, “Has a man ever blown you?”

“What???!” I asked.

“Has a man ever blown  you?”

“No”, I said.

“Well since you are giving me a ride, I want to show my appreciation.”

“I’m not gay,” I said.  For some reason, my cock began to twitch.

Before I could say no, his masculine arms pulled down my pants.  I gave a few protests but it was all so exciting and before I knew it, my cock was being sucked by some strange guy I had only known a few hours.  I pumped my 6 inches in and out of his mouth while looking down at him.  He begged for my cum and I squirted a large load down his throat.  I hadn’t gotten laid in weeks and it felt so good.

My Need for Cock

My need for cock greatened afterwards.  Oh, but the real kicker?  I fell asleep and woke up to him being gone!  There wasn’t a trace of him anywhere in the lot.  All my money was still in my wallet too.  I had a massive hangover though, and a wet spot in my bed.  I questioned whether or not I had really had sex with a man or was it all a wet dream.  To be honest it didn’t matter.  My interest grew and from that moment forward I began to seek out other men who loved cock as much as I did. My wife doesn’t know about this and unfortunately never will.  I’ve even started sneaking a pair or two of her panties with me on the road to wear for random lovers in various cities.  I feel like such a slut and have considered going gay.  All because of a mysterious guy named….Al????



5 comments to The Hitchhiker

  • I’ve often wondered about those long haul truckers. All that time on the road, truck stops in the middle of nowhere, and the crushing loneliness… No wonder their thoughts turn to cock and cock sucking!

    Love the story, Carrington!

  • Mistress Amber

    One phrase you wrote stuck out to me: ‘My need for cock greatened afterwards’. That doesn’t sound like a small interest that was birthed by a blowjob. Oh, no! That’s a bona fide lust, a flipped switch for sure. And that’s all it takes… opportunity with cock that creates a deliciously, unfillable hole. Great story….and so true!

  • Pupslave

    I like the trap of putting him in the dominant role before driving him deep into sissy desires. Sometimes all it takes to turn someone into a submissive slut is a little push.

  • Ms Carrington, small cocked men are burdened in a way that is almost unfair. Nevertheless, the responsibility is theirs to adapt. Many do so by finding the freedom submission gives them. Granted…at times comes with humiliation, but nothing is free in life.

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