On the Road

by Fuzzybugger This is a true story that took place several years ago when I was moving 1,800 miles cross country to a new job. I had been driving for three extremely long days, and to avoid a potentially dangerous storm, I continued to drive until 2:00 in the morning. Just when I thought I was going to be able to rest, I took a wrong exit and ended up in the middle of absolute nowhere, Alabama. I consulted the map and discovered if that I picked up a small rural highway I would be back on track. Things got a little spooky after that. I really wasn't sure I knew where the hell I was. Finally, at 4:00 in the morning, I made it back to the freeway (which happened to be under severe construction at this point) and followed a convoy of truckers to a truckstop. I slid my U-haul into a long space between two diesels and collapsed. I was so tired I could barely see straight. Sleeping in the front of a U-Haul cab has got to be one of the worst possible beds known to man. I continually flipped over from one side to the other, and after about two hours of fitful sleep, I stepped outside to have a smoke. It just so happened that the guy in the truck next to me had the same Idea. We introduced ourselves and chatted for a while. It was probably 6:00 or so in the morning. His name was Austin, and he was on his way to Florida. The more we talked, the more I started actually paying attention to this guy. He was about 40 years old, decent build and fairly handsome. He was wearing a baseball cap, so his face was in shadow most of the time, but I could definitely see his big southern daddy moustache. It was long enough to completely cover his upper lip, and grew down on the sides of his mouth to his jaw line. Just like in a porno. He asked me how old I was. He said he thought I looked awfully young to be driving back and forth across the country by myself. I told him I was 26, which was the truth, I just looked young. We continued talking and had another cigarette. The whole time I just kept staring at his forearms, which were particularly hairy, and thought…what if… Eventually we both said goodnight and got back into our cabs. I dozed off for a few hours and awoke when the sun came up. I still felt extremely fatigued and needed food desperately, so I went into the gas station to see what I could find. They had a nice little restaurant where I had a few ham biscuits and coffee. Afterwards, I was browsing the candy aisle when I saw Austin come in. He walked past with a towel and travel bag in hand. A few minutes later he passed again, walking towards the corner where the private shower rooms were. He stopped at the door and turned to look at me. "You need a shower?" he asked. "Oh yeah," I answered, "I feel like shit." He glanced at the front counter to make sure no one was looking. "It's all clear." He said. I double checked, then darted into the room as he held the door open for me. "I'm so tired I could just collapse. That U-haul fucking sucks!" I said to him as he shut the door behind him. "Well, I figured you could use a shower…and there ain't no need for us to both pay five bucks for one." "I appreciate it. Thanks" It was at this point that I started to assess the room. Most truckstop showers are actually stalls with locked doors. This one, however, was pretty nice and spacious. Right as you walked in the door, to the left was a large sink with a counter and a mirror hanging above it. About four feet away, on the same side of the room was a toilet and then a small wall that jutted out several feet, concealing the showerhead behind it. There wasn't actually a door to the shower, only a step up into the tiled area. I started to wonder exactly what I had gotten myself into, then I figured hey, just roll with it. Austin put his bag and towels down on the floor as I leaned up against the sink. I was a bit nervous, so I pulled out my cigarettes and lit one up. He winked at me and took off his baseball cap. It was then that I realized what an attractive man he truly was. His dark brown hair was buzzed on the sides, and virtually non-existent on the top (usually the sign of a truly hairy man). His face was rugged and very handsome and he had stunning light blue eyes. As I said before, he also had a moustache to die for. Austin lit up a cigarette of his own, then started to undress. He asked me how much further I had to drive and whatnot, then he walked to the far end of the room and looked at the shower. He turned around and said, "Well, we can probably do this one of two ways. Either I can take a shower first, and then you. Or you could take your shower first and then I'll have mine. But, It's a pretty big shower. If you're not too particular we could probably just take one at the same time. I mean I don't care. It's all up to you." I looked at him with a big grin on my face and said, "No, I don't mind. We can take one together." He winked at me again, then pulled his T-shirt up over his head. All I can say, is that I was in heaven!!! At 26 years old, I had finally hit the jackpot. Austin was, and still is, the hairiest man I have ever met. His chest arms and back were covered with dense dark brown fur. For a truck driver, he had a damn nice physique. Nice pecks, pretty tight belly…and oh what a hairy belly it was. I just watched in amazement as he pulled off his boots and dropped his pants revealing a fat, hairy, semi-erect, uncut cock. He had nice big low hanging nuts and a hairy bush that even beat mine. "WOW, that's pretty damn impressive," I said. "Glad you like it." He took another couple drags on his cigarette and threw it in the toilet. "Go on and take your time," he said, " I need to take my morning shit. You don't mind do you?" "Naw," I said, "I was in the army. I've had to shit in the same room with other men. I can handle it." I began to undress while Austin sat on the throne and did his business. He watched with much relish as I slowly stripped down, revealing my own hairy body. I could see that fat fucking piece of meat between his legs slowly rise up till the head of his dick slid out from under the foreskin. It was huge! Like a goddamn doorknob! I kid you not. "Nice," he said, "I love blonde fur," Then he wiped his ass several times and stood up. "Shall we…?" he said, pointing to the shower. "Oh yeah." He entered the shower first and turned on the water. "You like it hot or cold?" he asked. "Hot's good by me," I said "Will do." As he played with the temperature I got a nice look at his furry ass. He was like a fucking ape. The hair on his ass was just about as thick as the hair on his chest. "I bet you've got a nice hairy hole," I said. "You'll find out soon enough, I'm sure." he replied, "get on in here!" We both shared the hot water for a while and then began kissing. It was too fucking hot! I can't tell you how much I enjoy kissing a man with a big ass moustache. Austin grabbed the soap and started lathering my up the blonde fur on my chest. He slowly worked his way down my body and began to lather up my huge nuts and throbbing 8 incher. "That's it," I said, " stroke that big hairy cock." He jacked my soapy dick for a while then turned me around and started lathering my ass. First he soaped up my hole, then he slowly worked his fat finger in and out of my asshole. It stung a little bit, but I really didn't mind. "Oh yeah! Loosen that puppy up," I moaned. He had me bend over and slowly shoved another fat finger in. "You like those thick fingers up your ass?" he asked. "Oh yeah!" "You like those fat trucker fingers in your hole?" "Fuck yeah!" He finger fucked me for a while and then spread my cheeks to rinse off all the soap. "Now for the best part," he said, as he began licking my wet asshole. "Goddamn you got a sweet furry hole! All that thick blonde fur!" He chewed on the hair near the rim and then plunged his tongue right into the center. It felt so good I about came on the spot. I could feel his thick stache moving back and forth over that sensitive flesh, brushing it back and forth, and then plunging his tongue in once again. After what seemed like forever, he turned me around began sucking my cock. This dude was a master! He deep throated every inch I had. "That's one hell of a big cock you've got there kiddo," he said in between slurps, "It's gonna feel real nice up my ass." "Only if you shove that thick fucking cock of yours up my ass first!" I said. "It's a deal." He sucked on my dick and continued to finger fuck me for a few minutes more. Then it was my turn. He stood up and let me lather his dark furry chest. God he was hairy! I played with his pink nipples till they were hard then moved down to the prize. What a cock! It was about 6 inches long but at least five inches in width. Now I don't know if you've ever measured out five inches in width, but it's pretty fucking huge! His dick was beyond fat, and uncut to boot. It was hairy, like mine, about ¾ the way up the shaft, and when I pulled back that long foreskin I saw the biggest mushroom head I had ever seen. It really was like a doorknob. If his dick was 5 inches around, the head of his cock had to have been 6 inches. The rim of it flared out a good half and inch from the shaft, and he had this really wide urethra at the tip. I played with his skin, pulling it back and forth, stretching it as far as it would go. It hung out nearly an inch from his monster head. I let the skin grip one of my fingers as my other hand soaped up his impressive nuts. I worked the bar of soap under his crotch and washed off his ass so it would be nice and clean for rimming. But before the rimming, I was gonna suck on that big fatty. I chewed and pulled on his foreskin with my teeth, while I began to work a finger up his ass. While my finger went to town, I pulled back his skin and popped that big knob of his into my mouth. It was so goddamn big it barely fit. "Jesus you've got a big dick head!" I said. "You just wait and see what it does to your ass,' he laughed," It'll spread that blonde hole of yours so wide it'll look like you had a baseball bat up there." "I believe it!" I shoved as much of that fat cock down my throat as I could. Every so often I would spread his urethra open and stick the tip of my tongue down inside. He had one nice cock. "All right, spin around," I said. He leaned up against the wall and shoved his ass in my direction. I could barely see the pink lips of his asshole because his hair was so thick. I shoved my face in his crotch like there was no tomorrow. God it was wonderful! I pulled on his hair with my teeth, and sucked that thick puckered rose bud. I soaped up my fingers again and started to finger fuck his ass. He moaned as I shoved in first one finger, then two and then three. After his hairy ass was nice and loose, I pulled my fingers out to see if his hole would stay open. After several tries it did, and I shoved my tongue up his hot shute as far as it would go, which was at least a good inch and a half. His hairy ass just road my face while my tongue fucked his wet pink hole. "Oh my God!" he screamed, " shove that tongue up my ass! Fuck my hairy hole! Fuck it! Shove that fucking tongue up there!" I kept his hole pried open with two fingers and just tongue fucked him to my hearts content. I shoved three fingers back up his ass sucked on his giant nuts for a while, and then he asked for it. "All right boy, give it to me. Shove that fucking long cock up my ass!" "You got it!" Since he was so loose, I slid right in. He grabbed on to the showerhead as I grabbed on to his hips and fucked away. Every so often I would pull out quickly, then drop down and stick my tongue in his gaping hole. It was too fucking hot! He bent down to grab his ankles and I continued to fuck him until I shot a monster load us ass. I slowly pulled out, then bent down to lick my cum out of his asshole. He stood up, turned around and kissed me, sucking the cum out of my mouth into his. "That was the best fuck I've had kid, now it's your turn." This time I faced the showerhead and bent over. Austin sucked on my ass for a few minutes then began soaping up my hole. He only put in two fingers in, like the first time and then said," I want you nice and tight!" He then soaped up that gigantic dick head and started to push it in. "Jesus Christ!" I yelped. "Oh don't worry guy, you're gonna love this!" He slowly pushed that fleshy knob up my ass just until the rim of the head popped inside. "Oh my God!" I thought I was going to split. But what he did next was simply amazing. The rim of his head was so big, that he could actually tug backwards and pull on my ass lips without popping out. "You like that big doorknob up your ass? You like that big ball of flesh locked up inside your tight hairy hole?" "Oh yeah," I moaned, " pull on that hole with your fat cock!" He popped it in and out about fifty times until I was nice and loose. Once I was loose enough to stay open, he shoved his moustache and he tongue as far up my ass as he could get them. "Here comes the widest cock you'll ever have!" he said, as he shoved that fat wad of meat up my hungry ass. "Oh my God!" I screamed, " Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass with that fat fucking cock! Spread that pink hole as wide as you can fucking get it!" And he did. He fucked me raw. I met every one of his thrusts with my own. I threw myself back on that gigantic cock like there was no tomorrow. I was in heaven. The hairiest man I had ever met was slamming the fattest piece of meat I had ever seen up inside me, stretching my aching hole to its absolute limit. He yelled out this incredible roar and shot cum so far up me I was shitting it out for days. I began jerking furiously and shot another huge load at the wall. "That was fucking incredible!" I managed to say. I slowly stood up and he wrapped his arms around me from behind, his dick still filling me up. "You said a mouthful." He said, "Speaking of which, why don't you turn off that water for a second." As I turned the water off, he let his cum drenched whopper slip out of my ass. "Why don't you lie on your back and lift those legs up high." I did as he asked, and he crawled up close, so that is face was inches from my dripping ass. He smiled at me, then proceeded to slurp his cum out of my gaping asshole. His cock had spread it so wide that it still hadn't closed. I moaned as he drank back his own juice, then crawled on top of me to share his sticky moustache in a long kiss. We lay together on the tile for quite sometime, enjoying the feel of our hairy bodies rubbing against one another. Finally we stood up and took a real shower. We talked for while afterwards, while we smoked a few cigarettes and relaxed. We had been in the shower for at least an hour and half and figured the attendants were probably getting suspicious. After getting dressed, we exchanged pleasantries and he gave me his phone number. We wished each other luck on our respective journeys and said goodbye. I slipped out of the shower room first and he followed several minutes after. We waved goodbye, and that was it. I tried his number when I got settled in my new home, but by that time it was disconnected. Ah well, maybe it's better that way. I'm not sure we could have ever topped the experience anyway.