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Here's One Jerk I Can Live With

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 21 Sep 2005 0 comments
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by Bob I was on the interstate, and nature called, so I pulled over at a rest stop. Another man and I reached for the restroom door at the same time, and we both good-naturedly chuckled. After some stumbling over who would go first, he finally let me in. Once inside, we ended up at adjoining urinals. Well, I thought I detected a little excess shaking on his part, but I forgot about it quickly because ten seconds later we were chatting while we washed our hands -- where you from, that type of thing. He was a trucker, and he asked if I�d ever been inside a big rig before and would I like to. I said sure. When we climbed in, he motioned behind the seats. �Come here. This is my bedroom.� Sure enough, there was a full-sized bed, and before I could say �I bet you save a ton on motel bills,� he got on his knees, pulled his jeans down, and whipped out Mr. Floppy. All I could say was, �Shit!� As his cock rose to the occasion, it was hard for me to be nonchalant; fuck, the front of my pants was starting to bulge. I didn�t know what the hell to say, but he beat me to it. �Wanna touch it?� he asked, motioning toward his dick, as if I might have thought he meant the CB radio. �Hell yeah!� I said, but as I started to reach forward, he said sternly, �Well, you can�t. But you might want to let yours out of the cage before your pants rip.� I did as I was told, and before I could get my hand on my dick, he said, �You can�t touch yours either.� O.k. Fine. Obviously he was in charge, but I still stared with my mouth hanging open at the sight of the two of us on our knees, shirts still on but pants down just enough to accommodate the situation. It was like one of those adult magazines where you see nothing but flannel shirt tails, denim belt loops, and a hot, pink cock between the two of them. I got that tingly feeling you get when you�ve been jacking off for half an hour and the cum builds up inside your abdomen, but I�d been there only two minutes, and I already had pre-cum. With touching myself forbidden, I started to wonder what the point of this whole thing was, but as my new friend pumped hotter and heavier, so much so that I thought he must�ve been real close, he reached over and grabbed my dick, wrapped his fist around it and gave it one quick, decisive jerk -- and I shot it immediately! And fuck yeah, he shot it too! Our cum shots arched and then crossed each other�s path, like some fuckin� fountain at the plaza downtown! I couldn�t believe it. I came in one stroke, and the volume was more than I�d shot in a month. Every so often I drive by that rest stop, but I never go in. It�ll never be the same without Mr. One-Jerk there to help me.