Jerry was six feet tall, ruggedly built, a strong neck topped by a good looking face, beautiful smile and a mop of curly brown hair. He was twenty six years old and every bit as healthy as he looked—which included his being highly oversexed, and it was not unusual for him to shoot his load at least once a day.
Driving a truck for Central Shipping Lines was a boring job and on long trips as he rode along, he noticed that the jiggling motion of the truck cab gave him a tremendous hard-on. Whenever he felt hot, he would open his fly, pull out his big cock and play with it for several miles, causing his passion to rise to an almost blinding degree, then, nearly wild for this final moment of orgasm, he would pull his truck over to the side of the road and strip. Sliding over the seat to the other side, he would open the door on the right side of the cab and sit on the edge of the seat, his legs spread apart and his pants rumpled down around his ankles. Then, he would seize his hot cock in one hand, feel his huge solid balls with the other and hanging his feet over the edge, it would take only a few strokes until tightening his buttocks and squeezing his thighs together he would let fly into the weeds along the road.
One evening, on a cold misty road near Joilet, about a couple hundred yards beyond the city limits sign, he saw a man standing in the glare of his headlights, thumbing a ride. There was no other traffic on the road and Jerry knew that the fellow must be getting wetter by the second. He pulled over to the side of the road. The hitchhiker looked in the dopr and said, “Going to Peoria?” Jerry then saw a most handsome face, and the guy was wearing a sailor’s uniform. “Yep, crawl in,” Jerry told him. The sailor climbed into the cab, slammed the door and Jerry started the truck. The sailor turned toward him and said, “I got a ten day leave to go home, got as far as Joilet and got caught in the rain. Sure am glad you stopped, ‘cause I’m soaked!” Jerry looked at the sailor and smiled. The quick glance revealed a young fellow about eighteen, full chested, a mature looking face, big soft eyes, a strong jaw, yet the full lips of a boy. “Looks like a good kid,” Jerry thought. I guess jacking-off tonight will have to wait.
Then he had an idea. If the kid went to sleep, he could jack-off and shoot his load before they got to Peoria. There was still about a hundred and thirty miles to go. “Why don’t you grab some sleep?” Jerry asked the kid. “I’d sure like to, but I got so wet out there I’m afraid to. It might cause me to catch cold if I don’t keep moving and try to stay warm,” the boy replied.
Jerry looked at him and saw that he was soaked through, so, he said, “look, it’s getting chilly anyway and I’ll turn the heater on and you can take your clothes off and get dried out.”
“Gee, that would be great,” the kid exclaimed. Jerry reached down and turned on the heater switch. The sailor took off his cap and pea jacket. He pulled his neckerchief over his head and laid it on the seat. His blouse was next which Jerry helped his with, noticing the satin smoothness of the boy’s skin. “Looks like my pants got the wettest of all,” the lad said. He kicked off his shoes. Jerry glanced quickly at the youth and saw he was starting to unbutton the thirteen buttons, using both hands on each button as the material was soaked. He saw, too, in that brief glance how powerfully built the sailor was and also that he was wearing no underwear. Big muscles on his arms, full strong chest and great shoulders. “You’ve got a good build there,” Jerry said. “Do you work out?”
“Yea,” said the sailor, continuing to unbutton his pants. “I swim a lot, too.” Finally, he unbuttoned the last button and started in on the pieces that crossed his stomach. Jerry glanced down to the area where the youth’s trousers were pulled away from his body and saw a mass of curly black hair and a very large bulge under the heavy material. Having finished with the buttons, the sailor took hold of both sides of his pants and pulled them off. He draped them over the edge of the seat next to the door and sat towards the middle, with his legs wide apart, drying his body in the blast of warm air from the heater. Jerry asked him if he was feeling better and the sailor answered that he did and contentedly relaxed his head back against the cushion.
Jerry continued to keep his eyes on the road for awhile, and then he stole a glance at the boy. His eyes were closed and Jerry let his glance travel down over the curving muscles of the shoulders and torso as they were beautifully highlighted by the dim lights of the dash panel. Suddenly his eyes widened in surprise. From the place where the black hair grew in profusion, there in the sailor’s crotch, open as it was by the spread legs, stood a great erect cock. In contrast to Jerry’s thick heavy piece, it was of only average thickness, but it was very long. So long, that it seemed like a pole thrust into the air from between his legs. Jerry was amazed at the sight of such a tremendously long cock. He quickly looked back at the road. Then, fascinated, returned his gaze to the youth’s rod. With admiration, he watched the long stiff cock standing up firmly from its hairy base, moving gently up and down as it throbbing with the blood pulsating through it. Presently, Jerry was aware that the boy’s eyes were open. In admiring tones, he said, “Say, that’s really some piece of meat you have there.” The sailor looked down and gently stroked his cock and said, “Yeah, and I sure am hot tonight. A guy can’t do anything around the base.”
“Boy, you must stay hot a lot of the time,” Jerry said. The sailor answered, “Well, they sure keep you busy, but when it gets you, though, is at night. You can’t help fooling with it a little before you go to sleep. Sometimes, you wake up in the middle of the night so hot that you have to jack off. Some of the fellows have wet dreams, but most of them, especially the younger ones, seem like they just can’t get to bed fast enough before they’ve got their meat in their hands beating hell out of it. They try to keep quiet, but you can hear what’s going on. The bunks start squeaking and sometimes they make yours rock from the vibration. Pretty soon you hear them panting and some of them even moan when they shoot off. You have to keep your head in, or you might get a load in your eye.”
They chuckled at this, but the mental pictures of the young sailors’ naked bodies and stiff cocks had by this time made Jerry’s prick stir and swell to full erection under the tight levis he wore.
The sailor leaned back against the seat once more, closing his eyes as he slid further forward on the seat, pushing his cock straight upward, Jerry’s balls tightened and he felt his prick give an aching throb as he watched the sailor’s hands slide caressingly down over his chest, stomach and slowly work along the outstretched legs. Jerry’s excitement mounted as he watched the lad massage his great huge muscles with regular circular motions. His hands worked every so slowly toward his dark, curly crotch. The seeking hands found the firm bulging balls and began to knead them gently. Finally, the urgent fingers hovered at the tip of his long cock and then began sliding them gently over its swollen head, occasionally wiping away a bead of moisture that hung like a small shimmering pearl from the end. Then, taking his cock in his hand, the sailor sighed and spread his legs still wider while he slowly massaged the full length of his beautiful rod with one hand while the other was stroking and gently massaging his hot balls. At the sight of the youth’s extreme passion and hearing him begin to breathe heavily with each stroke, Jerry felt there was no longer any reason for him to hide his own stiff cock, so, he reached down and pulled it out, saying, “I’m kind of hot tonight myself. Haven’t had a chance to get it off today.” The sailor opened his eyes and looked down at Jerry’s erection while he continued to work on his own cock and balls. “Gosh, you sure are,” he said. Then, he added, “Both of us in this fix and not having a cunt around reminds me of one time when I was first in the navy. A couple the guys in boot camp took me to see a friend of theirs when we had our first leave. He showed us some movies of a guy screwing this gal, and then when we all had hard-ons as stiff as pokers, he started sucking all of us, one at a time, until we all shot our wads.” He gave himself a couple of fast strokes as he smiled, thinking about it.
By this time Jerry was so hot he could not pay proper attention to the road and satisfy his passion while driving, so, he pulled the truck over to the side of the road and stopped, all the time glancing at the sailor as he continued to play with his cock and balls. The sailor watched Jerry with lazy eyes as Jerry rapidly unfastened his belt and pulled his pants down to his ankles, then kicking off his shoes, he removed his pants for more freedom. There they sat, side by side, heads thrown back and eyes closed in ecstasy as they massaged their cocks, up and down, up and down. Jerry’s thick and heavy, the sailor’s long and sol id.
Jerry opened his eyes and saw the sailor watching him stroking his great piece. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other. “Sure feels great, doesn’t it,” said the sailor. “I’ll say it does,” replied Jerry. “I was going nuts watching you fool with yours.” The sailor laughed and reaching over with his left hand, took hold of Jerry’s cock and getting a good solid hold, began moving it up and down in a gently rythmic motion and then holding it lightly with his finger tips, started a fast up and down fluttering motion. Jerry leaned over and taking hold of the sailor’s long throbbing cock, gave it a few rapid strokes and then settled down to a slow gentle stroke taking the entire length each time.
Suddenly the sailor twisted around on the seat, and Jerry watched him bend over his spread crotch and take the head of his big prick in his mouth. The warmth, the hot lips and the sucking sensation of the sailor’s mouth on his cock made Jerry tighten his thighs and work his ass around on the seat. He lay back thinking that this kid was doing a much better job than his girl friend had ever done. When he felt his orgasm approaching, he quickly grabbed the boy’s head and pulled it off his throbbing cock. He wanted to blow his wad, but not too soon. This was too good to end so abruptly. They both lay back panting, but not touching their cocks, just watching them pulse and throb in their stiffness. After a few moments, the sailor put his head down in Jerry’s lap and greedily put his mouth down on Jerry’s cock, licking around the bulging head, then plunged the thick strong cock deep in his mouth. As Jerry writhed about, loving every moment of the sailor’s tongue, Jerry groaned—“Suck it…” he gasped. “Oh, suck it. Go way down on it. Run your tongue all over! Suck it baby, suck it.” Jerry could reach the sailor’s long cock and started massaging and playing with it. The sailor ran both his hands over Jerry’s thighs, tickled his balls and fingered Jerry’s ass while he sucked. Jerry was nearly out of his mind with the wonderful sensation. He felt he couldn’t stand anymore, yet he wanted it to continue forever.
He let go of the sailor’s prick and pressed both hands against his thighs, trying to delay the orgasm which the sailor’s increased speed in sucking on his cock made inevitable. He resisted with his whole being, prolonging the pleasure, until with a tingling sensation in his balls and a spasm of his whole body, he tightened his legs, wildly gripping the sailor’s curly hair in his fingers and held the gasping lips and mouth firmly at the root of his prick. On moment of agonizing ecstasy and the hot, sweet juice began to shoot through his enormous cock deep into the sailor’s mouth. The youth choked a little as the cream hit his palate. Jerry moaned, “Oh, that’s terrific!” and fell limply back. The sailor slowly withdrew his mouth swirling his tongue around and around the still swollen head of Jerry’s prick. They lay without moving for several minutes, both exhausted by the heat of Jerry’s body and the passion of the moment. Finally, Jerry opened his eyes and saw that the sailor’s cock had gone limp as he had concentrated on sucking Jerry off. Jerry leaned down and without preliminaries took the whole length of the sailor’s cock into his mouth.
Massaging it with his lips and squeezing it gently with his lips, he felt it swell rapidly to its former rigid state. Because of its great length, it gradually forced itself out of Jerry’s mouth, despite his efforts to hold it all. He tightened his lips and with each stroke, massaged the sensitive tip with his tongue. Meanwhile foundling the sailor’s hairy balls, which by this time were twice their normal size and filled to bursting. Jerry continued his sucking until the sailor was heaving, twitching and writhing with unbridled passion. At last, the boy could contain himself no longer and his throbbing organ grew to near-bursting and spouted fourth great jets of thick, hot sperm. The sailor was almost delirious, rolling his head back and fourth and moaning as each spurt shot out. In contrast to the sailor’s reaction while sucking him, Jerry felt his own cock stiffening to erection as the sailor’s orgasm trickled down his throat and reaching down, he gripped his cock and began jacking off rapidly and steadily, still holding the sailor’s cock tightly in his mouth. Only a few strokes and he felt another load forming. A few more strokes and he was ready to shoot again. He raised himself off the sailor’s now limp cock and shoved the boy’s face into his almost bursting cock, but the poor lad was too exhausted to do more than open his mouth passively while Jerry directed the steady stream of thick white cream into it. Thus, they lay in a delicious stupor until Jerry aroused himself and sat up. The sailor, fast asleep, did not move. So, Jerry carefully reached across him and switched on the ignition. The lad stirred as the motor caught and the truck moved forward. With his prick half hidden in the boy’s curly hair, Jerry drove on through the stormy night.
