Kink Fiction

Chapter 3

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I was fucked and bred at a roadside Truck Parking Lot by two young truckers, Jess and Nate.

My son for the weekend recorded every dirty moment.

Jess said, “He is a fucking whore.  Tight fucking whore.  Clean me up.  Lick my cum off.  I’ve got to get going.  Lick real good under my foreskin.  Dirty whore is older than my dad and on his knees at my feet with my cum in his ass.”

Master Son, “Before you go, since your cock is in his mouth anyway, need to take a piss?

I should not have been shocked, but I was shocked.  True, I had written some dirty erotic stories that included subs and water sports, and I was pushing limits on this trip, but that did not mean I wanted to be a human urinal.  Hell, Steven King wrote “It” but that did not mean he wanted to be killed by an evil clown.  Jess had taken it easy on my throat and ass with his monster cock, at least at first.  He seemed like a real decent young guy.  He had to know I did not want this by the way my body stiffened, and I pulled back a little.  Maybe he would laugh it off, take his cock out of my mouth, and go on his way?

There was a long pause when nothing happened then the floodgates opened.  With his hands on the back of my head, I could swallow his warm stinking piss or let it overflow my mouth and soak my body.  Choice was not mine to make though.  My son for the weekend made the call.

“Swallow it Dad.  Drink it, you wanted it, guzzle down his piss like a good fag.  If you spill any, you will be sucking it out of the mud!”

Jess, “Never done this before.  No woman would even think about letting me piss on her much less in her mouth.  Fucking great to just stand here and enjoy a relaxing piss.  Fag is taking care of it.  I don’t even have to hold my dick, just relax and let it flow.  No need for a shake when I’m done.  Dirty bitch will suck and lick every drop.  Dirty fag likes my piss, he is still hard.  I bet you do this to your dad all the time?”

“No, you are the first man to give him the pleasure, but not the last.  He has wanted this for a long time, but he was too shy to beg for it.  He does seem to love it.  Fuck look at his adams apple go up and down as he swallows.  If he keeps being a good fag daddy, I may let him have a taste of my piss too.”

The taste of his warm piss was awful, something like epsom salt and ammonia with spicy notes from his last meal.  The taste was not the worst part.  The worst part was being used as and degraded down to a urinal.  A thing to flush away piss.  When Jess finished his piss, he told my “Son” thanks and walked back to his truck.  I wasn’t sure what I wanted more, to puke or get my pants back up and get gone.

“Stand up Dad, Bend over spread your cheeks and show me your fuck hole.  Fuck, that boy’s dick opened you up good.  You are fucking gaping open.  Make your cunt wink.  Good, you can still make that fucked-out gash close.  So much fucking cum.  Just too much fucking cum in your hole.  Literally overflowing with anon cum.  Push!  push those loads out of your ass-pussy.  Good Daddy.  Almost empty I think.  The truckers look like they dumped 5-day loads in you.  Let me clean you up a bit.”

He wiped the cum up with his hand that had dripped down my legs and clung to my ass cheeks as he came around to my face. I saw my Yetti cup from the car and knew he had caught the cum pushed out of my ass into my Yetti cup,

“Open your mouth.  Tilt your head a little.  I’ll let you taste a little of the random cum from your ass hole.  I know you hated the taste of his piss.  Could see the disgust on your face when you let that stranger use you for a urinal.  Swish the cum and ass juice around your mouth.  I know you fucking love that.  Good Fag Daddy. We will save the rest of the cum for you to enjoy in the car, Now suck and lick till my hand is clean.”  Good fag! Going to try out your pussy again now.  See if it is still tight enough to fuck.  Spread your cheeks.”

His big cock slid in me easily since I had just been fucked with a monster cock and I was wet with cum.  He moved in me with a slow and steady rhythm.  Seemed in no hurry to cum.  It felt so good.  I was rock hard and dripping precum.  This is what I wanted.  This is what I made the trip for and would do almost anything for.  I wanted to feel him pump more ropes of young cum

into my already well fucked hole.  He fucked me slow and easy for 10 minutes or more and talked shit to me.  He fucked my mind just like my ass.  I got more and more into the pleasure of the fuck and worried less and less about being in public on the side of a busy high way.  I guess he fucked my brains out because I was not thinking right.

“Tighten your muscle ring you fucked-out whore.  Better.  Much better.  Always keep your ass ring tight when a man lets you have his cock.  Now try to milk me when I’m in you balls deep.  Good.  Your loose and sloppy with cum, but still a good fuck.  You love being fucked?  I know you do.  I know all daddy’s dirty secrets and just what daddy needs.  Don’t worry.  Don’t even think about anything except how good your pussy feels.  Just think with your hole.  Daddy is a hole.”

After he said that, he pulled out and moved around to my face.  He was recording this scene just like he had recorded almost every other degrading thing I had done.  I didn’t even have to be told what to do.  I just opened my mouth wide so he could go ass-to-mouth on me.

“Good Daddy, opened wide for me.  Moan if you like the taste of your pussy on my dick.  Open that throat up.  Let me wash my cock clean in your dirty mouth. Good, you did not gag much and did not puke the piss in your belly on me.  If you puke piss on me, I’ll send you back to your wife black and blue.  Now, just hold my cock head in your mouth and lick.  Reach back and spread your cheeks wide.”

I jumped so fast my “Son’s” cock went back down my throat as a new big thick cock slammed into my hole.  I tried to move forward or raise up, but my “Son” held my head tight.

My “Son” said “Calm the fuck down.  That is not the first cock in your pussy today.  Not even the biggest, but still fucking huge.  Use your pussy muscles like I taught you and try to milk his dick.  Just enjoy the fuck.  It is happening either way.  Stroke your cock a little.  That will keep

your pussy tight.  Edge yourself but don’t cum.  The closer you are to the edge, the better and tighter it is for him.”

The guy was pounding me hard while my “son for the weekend” kept his fat cock head in my mouth feeding me precum.  My ass was making humiliating wet pussy fart sounds.

“You don’t even know the name of the man who is fucking you, but you spread your cheeks wide for him.  Don’t even know what he looks like.  Young, old, handsome or not, you don’t know, but you know you love his cock moving in you.  Hell, you don’t even know my name.  Are you even sure I’m 18?   Maybe I lied and I’m only 16.  That man who pissed in your mouth, how old was he?  His face looked so young. He could have been 14.  You did not ask his age before you opened your mouth for his cock.  Did you?  He was probably of legal age, but you don’t know for sure.  Do you?”

The man fucking me never said a word but grunted his approval of my hole.  Maybe he was an older guy.  He seemed to have staying power.  His cock felt so good in my horny hole, and I was so close to cumming.  My “Son” kept up the verbal mind fuck as the unknown man kept up the hard ass fucking,

“Three men have fucked and bred you today, and you’re still not satisfied.  Moaning like a bitch in heat and backing up for the stranger’s dick.  The guy fucking you could be a random trucker who saw a cumdump and decided to use it, or maybe the guy fucking you knows you?  I know everything about you.  Facebook, LinkedIn, you and your wife share way too much online.  I know your family, your friends, your co-workers.  Maybe, just maybe, I set-up this whole thing, and the guy fucking you is one of your friends? Could be your tall handsome brother in law?  Have you ever wondered how big his cock is?  Co-worker?  Maybe your bear of a boss is reaming out your ass right now?  You don’t fucking know do you?  Drop your dick.  Thinking about all the men you know fucking you is getting you too close to cumming.”

I couldn’t help but think about all the men I know who could be using my hole.  I tried to think of the guys I know who probably have long fat cocks like the one inside me.  I figured it was just hot bullshit, but was it?  This scene did seem very convenient.  I doubt many truckers pull over for random strangers and fuck them.  The man fucking me never said a word but fucked for about another 10 minute.  Why was he so quiet?   He slammed his dick in me balls deep and stopped as his cock pulsed and unloaded about 6-7 shots of cum deep in my ass.  I could not stop myself from thinking that the man breeding me must be fairly young to cum so much.  I stayed in a fucking position with a cock in my mouth as the man pulled up his pants and walked away.  My “Son” had used his phone to record this fuck like the others, but he probably did not record the man’s face, so even if I watched the video later, I would not know who had just use and breed my ass.  The lot was almost full of trucks.  How many of the truckers had watched the show?

“Stay where you are dad.  Reach back and spread your cheeks.  Show every man that sees you that you are open and eager for use.  Maybe another trucker needs some easy relief.    Or maybe a surprise guest will just happen to come by and find you bent over with a cock in your mouth and cum dripping out of your ass.  Dad, do you know where we are at?  No?  It might surprise you to know how close we are to Batesville.  Would you like to accidentally run into a friend?  Think about all your friends.  Now take my dick out of your mouth long enough to tell me which three of your friends do you most want to fuck you.  Look up at me.  Look up at the camera and say their names.”

You might think I would lie, but I was close to cumming and was not thinking right.  I told him their real names.  I didn’t even have to think about it.  I was a married man with children who never had a performance problem with my wife, but I had a fantasy list of fuck buddies.  Men who never had a clue and never would that their friend Curt would get down on his knees for them in a second if given a chance.  He did not just make me tell him and the camera their names, but what they looked like, how did I know them, and had I ever seen their cocks.  He made me admit I thought about how big their cocks were when I fucked my wife. He smiled his approval at me as I described my three secret fantasy buddies.

“Looks like no one else wants a piece of your ass now.  Maybe we can make some more friends along the way.  I love sharing my dad with my friends.  Pick up your but plug.  Lick the dirt off and put it back in your cunt.  You’ll keep that load in you.  The next man that I let fuck you can use it for lube.  I’m so ready to breed you myself now, but I’ll save my next load for something special.  Some cum dripped out of your ass and onto your pants, so you will stink like cum for the rest of the day.  You really should have taken the time to take your pants off.  Just too eager to get fucked I guess.  Stop by the port-o-potty and piss on the way to the car.  We are not taking any bathroom breaks for the next 2 hours.”

On the way back to the car from the bushes at the Truck Parking Lot, my “Son” told me to text the truckers that had just used me for a quick fuck and go.  Thank them for letting me suck their cocks and take their loads raw.  They already had my number, and I was thinking with my hard-on not my brain, so this seemed like a great idea for a fag bottom like me.  Nate texted back “your welcome and anytime”.  The next text I was ordered to send seemed guaranteed to fuck-up my well-ordered closeted real life back home.  I had to text and ask the truckers to text me anytime they were near Batesville because I’d love to service them every chance I got.  Truck stop, rest area, or on an off-ramp, anywhere they were when they needed a tight hole to take their loads.  The idea of those guys spit roasting me again was enough to drive my horny mind crazy, but not crazy enough not to know what could happen servicing cock in my hometown on the side of the highway.  If I got out of this situation without being outed, I told myself I’d never put myself in this situation again.  I can almost hear my readers laughing at me as I write this.

To be continued …


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