Ma and Pa Truck Stop

 Our Big-Assed truck stop is 1/2 a block from the casino's parking lot, it got a real 'shot in the arm,' when they built it..

Mom makes me clean the dang restrooms 3 or 4 times at day. 

I'm 18, and my dad has the mechanic barn full, 24/7.

I slipped in to get a break, and dad was under the ramps as usual.

"Here at Silver-Tit, ...breakdown. Thought my luck was a gonner." A voice to my left, intoned in the allowed-to-be-grungy restroom.

"Looked next door, there was a casino,"



I looked at the man, standing at the shitter, ...after all,  he didn't  bother to shut the dang bathroom door. "...won $2,500, but, made it out with $1,900."

He stood up, didn't yank up his britches, nor flush, as he leaned against the wall, until he saw me looking, winked, put the phone on his shoulder, and closed up the fly, ...slowly.

"Allright, he assures me I'll be back on the road in a hour, 'nuh half. You, too."

He slipped the phone into his shirt pocket. 

Reached over and flushed, pullwd up the fatigued denim, and gave me a showy basket-squeeze.

"We still on schedule, my man?"

He asked, loudly.

"Yep" came my dad's muffled voice. My cue to skedaddle, and probably go jack off in the restaurant entry's restroom (our noisiest bathroom.)



I was in there, scoping the scene, to make sure I could squeeze one in 5 minutes...and the same burly, truck-fuck, came in and saw me.

"Well," he leaned close and whispered,  hot onto my neck, "If you weren't so young, I'd ask you a question, toddler."

Half-annoyed at being calmed a kid, I affirmed,"I'm 18, ...I'm not a kid." , but, not louder than the background noise.

"Well, step into my office..." grabbing my shirt's shoulder, hustling me into the handicap stall.

"You already know what I got, ...Take it on out, son, this is no time to be shy."

"I wasn't all that shy." I even saw a guy sucking my buddy's dick. I knew where he was headed. Gonna start out jacking , then, try to stick that cock in my mouth. I might even let him. I unzipped, and stuck out my dick.

"The whole set, young 'un."



I lifted out my balls... [see more: https://homegrownnudemen.blogspot.com/2022/01/my-money-where-my-mouth-is.html]

The fucker dropped to his knees and started toslobber all over my cock, 'til it dang practically choked him.

My stick was rigid and rock-solid! I couldn't help but unload a nut, when he pawed at my balls. He didn't even take it out of his mouth! Kept sucking on it, cum and all, 'til I pushed his head back off my raw swollen, all too sensitive bone.

He looked up, smiled a genuine smile at me, and winked once more.

He machoed up, got up off his knees, adjusted his attire, wiped the lip's cum into his mouth, and sauntered out of the stall. 

I moseyed back to work, floating in the 'glow of the blow.'

I saw him here and there, a couple of more times that day. Each time I saw my dick in his mouth, though we never even got closer than 75' of each other.

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