The Truck Park

Author: Angus sugna@sugna.demon.co.uk

When I was in my early twenties, I regularly attended Burn’s Suppers where I would be asked to give one of the speeches. These suppers were always formal affairs, even when they were in the true tradition, male only affairs and I always made an effort to appear in the appropriate attire ie dressed from top to toe in full highland dress.

Even in those days I loved driving around the country in my kilt and whilst not wearing formal dress, I usually wore my kilt, my kilt stocking, my kilt belt and a heavy jumper over an ordinary day shirt. Naturally I never wore any under garment beneath my kilt, that is still to this day one of the great feeling I have, sitting driving with my cock and balls resting free on the drivers seat. If you have not tried it, you should, you can open and close your legs and feel your balls moving about of their own accord. You can also sit with the front apron of the kilt lifted up and play with yourself as you drive along. It is surprising the looks you get from passing truck drivers when they look down and see you with your legs astride, your balls resting on the pleats of you kilt and your cock sitting up with the head resting on the steering wheel! Today, you would have to take care of the overhead cameras on some roads but it can still be fun.

It was on one of these occasions when I was driving to a Burn’s Supper in the North East of England that I was in my favourite position, kilt apron up, cock on the wheel, and legs wide open, that a passing truck driver got a very good look at my equipment as he passed me. So much so that he slowed down very quickly and pulled in infront of me. I noticed this but never realised that he was actually wanting another look until he told me later.

His truck whilst in front, slowed down ever more and like most car drivers, I decided to pass him and it was while I was abreast of him that he gave one blast of his horn. What a fright I got but I just overtook him and pulled in about two cars ahead of him. I thought he had blasted me for coming to close but was happy to be away from such a large truck as it was near dusk and the light was fading. It was only about five minutes later that I saw him pull out into the outside lane and once again start to move up to pass. What an idiot I thought, slowing down and then speeding up again but, on this second occasion, he made it very obvious why he was moving up. As he approached my off-side wing, he flashed his lights to attract my attention and then he proceeded to lick his lips and simulate a wank right there and then as he was driving along side. I knew then what he wanted and once he pulled in infront, I waited until the road was quiet and pulled up along side his truck, steering with the right hand and slapping my now rampant cock on the wheel with my left hand. I pulled back slightly in order to see him in my windscreen and just as I was admiring his dark handsome features, he signalled to me to follow him. In for a penny as the saying goes. I was due in Newcastle that evening for dinner and the Burn’s Supper was not until the following night.

Well I slowed down and sat behind him for several miles until he indicated that he was turning off the main road and I did likewise. He slowed down and after about half a mile, he pulled into a truck park just as dusk descended. There were a few other cars in the truck park along with about 15 lorries and I could see a small cafe about 50 yards from where he had parked his truck. I decided to go over to where the other cars were parked as it would look less conspicuous.

Once he got the truck parked, he jumped down from the cab and taking a very indirect route to the cafe, he walked rather purposefully over in the direction of my car. This gave me the opportunity of a better look at this tall butch piece of manhood and he was probably wanting a better look at me. Well what I saw I liked, he was about five foot eleven, with short very dark curly hair, broad manly shoulders and thick muscular thighs. He wore an old pair of denims, with no obvious bulge, and a heavy checked shirt which had the first few buttons open, displaying a broad chest with a fair amount of very dark hair spreading across a pair of ample pectorals. As he approached the car, I was not sure what he would do but he simply stopped and while taking out a cigarette and lighting it, he stared straight in the windscreen and nodded for me to follow him.

It took me less than two seconds to make up my mind that I wanted this guy and I was out of the car with my jacket on and walking smartly after him, swinging my kilt as I walked.

As he got to the building which housed the cafe, he turned left and instead of entering the cafe, he walked round to the end of the building. I looked up and yes there it was, the sign for the gents. Well I decided there and then that if what he wanted was a quick wank in the gents, he could do it himself as I wanted much much more. I followed and once in the gents, I saw him washing his hands at the sink so I walked over to one of the urinals and lifting the front apron of my kilt, I proceeded to have a much needed pee. I was very conscious of him moving from the sink to where the towel was and as I was just about to finish, he walked over from where he had dried his hands and instead of approaching one of the urinals on my left, which I had expected, he got behind me and in one very quick movement, he used one hand to lift the pleats at the back of my kilt and the other to take a very firm feel of my two hairy little buttocks. It only took seconds but he must have liked what he saw and felt, as he patted my buttocks with his hand and simply said in a deep manly voice "Right let’s go to my truck!"

Well I was putty in his hands, that voice and those manly features made my legs go weak!

He strode out of the gents and I followed about 2 minutes later, just in time to see one of the other truck drivers shout over to him and approach him. They spoke for a few seconds and I just walked slowly back up to the other end of the truck park. It was not long before he was abreast of me and in the now dark evening, I could hardly make out his features but as we walked stride for stride he commented on the nice evening, on how smart I looked in my kilt and then out of the blue just as we got to his truck, he said "I am going to fuck that hairy arse of yours all night long!" Well my legs nearly gave way under me with a mixture of fright and anticipation!

Climbing up, he opened the cab door of his truck and once he was in, he held out his arm and in one pull, I was up in the cab, almost on top of him. The seating area was very broad but narrow, and he quickly moved back behind the seats into an open area which housed amongst other things, a make shift bed. It was very neat, with small cupboards for this and that and a couple of pairs of blankets and pillows spread across the bed area.

Well I knew what was about to happen and so did he so I decided that I had better play this out if I was going to make it last, he may have a short thick cock that will get two thrust at its target and shoot all over the place. There was still no sign of a packet in his jeans and I wanted so badly to have him thrust a heavy weight piece of meat into my ever so hungry mouth.

I decided to slide back on the bed, with my head up at the pillows and my legs astride. I did not have to wait long, he knelt at the other end of the bed and taking his shirt off, exposing those to beautifully formed hairy pectorals, he proceeded to unbuckle the belt that held his denims up. The anticipation was fabulous and I could feel by cock stiffening and my balls retracting. I raised my knees up, exposing my thighs and equipment to him just as he was opening the top of his denims and as he opened them further and further, ever so slowly, I could see this mass of thick black pubic hair which stretched from his navel down further and further until it got to the top of his underpants. He slipped his denims down over his buttocks and yes now I could see a reasonable bulge, very tightly encased in a small pair of dark blue underpants. He then stopped and turning round, he started to take his boots off and then he slipped his denims down over his thick hairy thighs. I decided it was time to remove my shoes and without undoing the laces, they were quickly on the floor of the cabin and I was back on the pillows with my legs wide and my cock now throbbing away.

He once again knelt on the bed infront of me and after taking a long good look at what was infront of him, he took one of my knees in each hand and opened my legs as wide as they would go. He then moved forward on his knees and bending down, he opened his mouth and took my entire eight inch cock deep down into his throat. Once it was inside his hot mouth, he proceeded to use his hot tongue and throat to give me the most fabulous sucking. I was the one who wanted to make this last and if he continued this much longer, I would be shooting within minutes, but he must have realised and he ever so slowly slid his mouth of my now rampant cock. Sitting back, I could see his underpants were having

considerable trouble coping with their contents and just as I was about to stretch forward and take his manliness in my hands, he knelt up and placing one leg on either side of me, he thrust his engorged briefs inches from my face.

I wanted those briefs off but before I could get my hands on his hips to remove them, he `took my hands in his and clasp them both in one of his hands, above my head. He then started to push his well packeted briefs in my face, rubbing his bulge from side to side and up and down. I could smell his manliness in my nostrils but this made me even more keen to taste him. I did not have to wait long, he used his free hand to slip his briefs down over his buttocks, exposing, only inches from my nose and mouth, a rather long semi-erect thick uncircumcised cock that hung over two large very hairy balls. His cock had felt firm as he rubbed it in my face but it was not even erect when it was let out of its prison. That was my job as he made very obvious by shouting "Eat it and eat it well if you want it badly enough!"

Well one of my favourite chores is sucking a nice thick soft cock up to full potential and this beast looked as if full potential would be very impressive so without further orders, I slid down slightly in order to get at the end, which was down below my chin and then with my tongue, I slowly ate the entire length until I could feel the end in the deepest recesses of my throat. Boy was this good, he tasted great and the more I worked on him, the firmer the object of my desire became. On several occasions I had to move back from him as it got thicker and longer, nearly choking me in the process. I worked on him for about ten minutes before he knelt back and I got my first real look at this manly specimen. He was sitting on this legs, knees apart, with his heavy hairy balls hanging down between legs and his cock standing straight to attention, reaching up towards his navel which was covered in that lovely black curly hair. I could see the saliva from my mouth glistening all down his shaft and the head of his cock forcing its way out of the foreskin that was trying in vain to enclose it. The cock was about the same girth as my own, about six inches in circumference but it was that little bit longer and the skin was such that lovely rich dark colour that I always admired on dark haired guys.

I wanted him to take me and I could feel my buttocks twitching with anticipation but he was going to make this last and that was OK with me.

Bending forward again, he opened my legs wide and started to suck my juicy cock but after a few deep thrusts, he withdrew and started on my balls. He took them in turn in his hot mouth sucking and licking with such force that I thought he would pull them out of there encasement but once he had spent a few minutes on each, he used his hands to lift my legs and slide me down the bed slightly, exposing my hairy orifice. Well I thought that was me, he was going to impale his manhood into me but no, he kept his head down and with his hot tongue, he started to lick my cheeks and then like a bolt from the blue, I felt his tongue at the opening. I, at that age had never experienced this before but boy was it good, he used his tongue around my sphincter, wetting it with his hot saliva and then I could feel him forcing me open with his tongue. I was in heaven and he was having field day. He was down there for what seemed like half an hour and I was in such a state, I nearly came twice without even touching my cock.

Well that was my first experience of being rimmed and boy was it good but we both knew what was coming and I was on the verge of shouting out "Please please fuck me!" I was so desperate for him as he had got me so turned on. I did not have to wait long, whenever he had opened me and lubricated me with him tongue, I was given the pleasure of lubricating his rampant tool prior to entry. I sucked and licked it for about five minute, covering it in as much saliva as I could in order to easy the entry and then sliding me down and opening my legs, he moved my kilt aside and positioned himself. He jabbed and poked the head of his cock against my sphincter over and over again, teasing me with it but then on one of the forward movements, he pushed that little bit further and with just enough force, the head of his cock entered me. I shivered all over as I felt the head opening me wide but before I could get used to it, he pushed a little further and I knew that I was his for as long as he wanted. It just felt right, and the more he forced ever so slowly into me, the more I wanted and when I felt his heavy balls against my buttocks I nearly came.

He managed to make me relax by manipulating my position from time to time but he had the stamina of a bull and the more he fucked me the further he pulled out each time until I was sure on several occasions, I was going to loose him but he knew exactly what he was doing. He did in fact pull out several times but re-entered immediately with such force that I gasped in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He took me on my back, sitting on his lap and finally from the rear, with me on my knees and my kilt pleats on my back. It was in this position that I could feel him getting ready to come but I wanted to see him come so, for the first time I took the initiative and told him so. I simply said in a gasping whisper, "Please don’t shoot up me, I want you to come in my face so that I can see your juices flow."

Well within a minute, he pulled out and throwing me down on my back, he knelt astride me with his balls hanging heavy below and wanking himself ever so slowly he opened up and shot bullet after bullet of hot spunk over my face, much of it hitting the wall behind my head. What a fabulous sight, that beautiful cock and hairy body shuddering with orgasm right in front of my eyes. When there was no more juice left, he knelt forward and licking the spunk on my face, he kissed me firmly on the lips and lay on top of me exhausted.

I on the other hand was far from exhausted, ever so slightly hot between the legs but my cock was as hard as ever and ready for action but he had other things on his mind, namely food!

He quickly got dressed and told me to phone the people who were expecting me, he said he would go to the cafe and bring back food for us both to share, unless as he said I did not want to make a night of it! Saying "I’m Jim by the way" as he got out of the truck and helped me down.

While I was out of the cab phoning, I took the opportunity to got to the toilet to wash and clean up. There I was at the sink, the basin full of water, washing firstly my face and then lifting my kilt at the front, washing my cock and balls. I had just turned round and lifted my kilt at the rear in order to give my ever so tender nether region a wash when the toilet door opened and in rushed a short thick set guy, obviously a biker from his leather jacket and trousers. He took one look at me positioned in front of the sink and laughing loudly said "Well what have we here?"

THE truck PARK Part 2

by ANGUS of GLASGOW

The leather biker had just arrived in the truck park toilet just as I was washing my tender buttocks in a sink full of water.

I immediately moved away from the sink and my kilt fell down over my buttocks. I took a few quick steps towards the door but before I got there he had a firm grip of my arm and pulled me inside one of the cubicles. I was petrified but once inside, he made it very clear that rather than getting a good thumping as I first had thought, he was after the same as the truck driver.

He quickly pushed me down on the seat and while holding me there with one hand, he proceeded to open his leather jacket and loosen the thick leather belt that held his leather trousers up. I was shaking with fright but I could see the impression in his tight leather trousers and I knew that I had to just sit there and let him get on with what he was about to do.

It only took him seconds to open the front of his leather trousers and pulling them down slightly, his thick circumcised cock jumped out at me. It was a nasty looking specimen with hardly any hair around the foot and two shaven balls tight up beneath it. He pushed forward and just as I was about to deny him entry, he pulled my hair so hard that I let out a yelp of pain and as I did so my lips parted and he was deep into my mouth. He went at it very roughly and quickly but that was his style and within two minutes, he started to shudder, withdrew his cock and shot one thick load of hot spunk onto my face. He let go of my hair, pulled his leather trousers up and was out of the cubicle and away before I even caught my breath.

Well back to the sink I went, firstly to wash my face again and then to hopefully get my butt washed properly this time. I sat on the rim of the sink and with plenty of soap, started to wash between my legs and in my tender orifice with my finger. I had just finished when Jim arrived in the toilet. He was carrying to bags and two mugs of coffee. He just smiled and said "I thought I’d lost you." No such luck I told him, I was there for the second sitting.

As we strolled back over to his truck at the far end of the truck park, another truck parked close to his flashed its lights at us and gave me quite a fright. I stopped but Jim just turned and said "It’s OK that is only Andy, he was the friend I spoke to earlier, he may join us for breakfast if you feel up to it!"

When we arrived back at the truck, he jumped in first and then helped me in. We sat up front eating the sandwiches and pies he had purchased while we drank the hot coffee. We just sat talking about the roads, the drivers we could see pass us and even about ourselves and what we liked. I discovered he was married but that he quite often had a play with some other guys, mostly other truck drivers but they were mostly into wanking and sucking. He had seen me displaying my wares as he called them when he drove along side of me and whenever he saw the kilt, he had decided he was going to fuck me. Having done that with such expertise, I was starting to get hard again in the hope that the second round would be as good as the first. I told him that I was on my way to a Burn’s Supper and that I had always enjoyed playing with myself while driving. I also told him that I usually preferred taking the active part in such play unless the guy was as handsome and butch as he was. He blushed slightly at this and leaning over, he kissed my lightly on the cheek. When he asked what other things I enjoyed, I was in two minds whether or not to tell him that I very much enjoyed being spanked and belted while I had my kilt lifted up from behind but I decided why not and got a very strange reaction. He laughed and I thought I had made a mistake but then he said "I think Andy will have to come over before breakfast time if that is what you like." Did that mean Andy was into spanking? Well I had to wait till later to find out.

Once we had finished our food, Jim gathered up the rubbish and told me to get comfortable while he went to the bin and took a leak at the toilet. He jumped down from the cab, closed the door and walked off over towards the cafe building. I climbed into the back of the cab and started to undress. I had got down to wearing only my kilt when I saw Jim walking back towards the truck but instead of coming straight over, he walked over to Andy’s truck and climbed into the cab. He stayed only for a minute and when he open the door of his own cab, I was just unbelting my kilt. "No he shouted, leave it on!" That suited me fine, it would get really crushed but I had another in the car for the Burn’s Supper tomorrow.

He climbed into the back of the cab and pulled a curtain over between the seats and the bedding area before switching on a small side light. It was really quite like a small room and very intimate. He sat on the bed staring at me while he started to undress. I was sitting up at the pillow once again but this time I had my knees together and my two arms wrapped around them. I knew he could see my balls and cock hanging down between my legs resting on the pleats of my kilt but as he undresses, my cock did not rest there for long, it started to twitch and thicken out, especially when he open his shirt and exposed that beautiful chest of his. This time he undressed completely and once his briefs were down, he turned to face me showing me his limp manliness ready for my attention. It looked so beautiful hanging there at the bottom of the hairy torso so appetising with those heavy low hung balls ready to unload there contents for me. We just looked at each other for about ten minutes and watched as we both got into semi-erect states. He beckoned me over and as I walked towards him on my knees, he pulled my head down towards his groin and opening my mouth, I started to lick his heavy balls with my tongue whilst pushing his cock away with my chin. I was now flat on my stomach stretched along the bed and enjoying my after dinner treat. It was not long before his cock got too firm to push out of the way and I needed to encouragement to take it into my mouth. I did it ever so slowly, licking it from top to bottom and all around before opening my mouth wide and taking the head and only the head, in my mouth. I was teasing him and he knew it. He tried to push further into my mouth but no I wanted him to enjoy me piece by piece.

After about five minutes of me licking and sucking the head while I used my tongue to move his foreskin up and down over it, he obviously decided that he had had enough. He moved back slightly and I thought he was going to take a hard push to gain more entry but no. I felt him stretch over and lift the back of my kilt. He was going to play with my arse to get it ready once more for his awesome tool but no. He lifted the back of my kilt but his hand never went between my buttocks. Then it happened, his right hand came down right across my left buttock with some considerable force. I squirmed and before I could move , his hand came down this time on my right buttock. That was it, I jumped and let out a yelp just allowing him time to thrust his cock deep into my mouth. He had won, and I had two rather red cheeks! It was fun and he obviously enjoyed it as every time he wanted to get me deeper down on his shaft, he took a swipe at my buttocks. After about ten minutes, I reluctantly let go of him and turning round in his lap, I smiled up at his handsome face. I suggested that the noise might travel but he said not to worry, Andy was keeping a look out.

We played with each others bodies for what seemed like hours and we were both in a very high state of excitement when he decided it was time. He ever so firmly pushed me down on my back and just like before, he went down deep between my cheeks and used his firm tongue to lubricate my orifice prior to entering his tongue deep into the recess. It had all happened before, maybe three hours ago, but it was like being a virgin again and loosing everything to him. He was so gentle and yet so firm, I knew exactly what he was going to do as if we were made for each other and yet the anticipation of when he would decide to enter me was still very great.

I was once again offered his rampant cock to suck and lubricate and while I went down on him, he swung round and took me in his mouth, making me come within minutes. I was exhausted and of course much more relaxed, that was his ploy. He lifted my kilt up, opened my legs wide with his arms and positioning his stiff pole at the entrance, he slowly but firmly pushed further and further in without stopping until I could feel his two balls resting on my buttocks. Once his entire length was inside me he started moving back and forth at a very slow rate, cherishing every long stroke as he pulled in and out of me. On several occasions he leant forward and pushing really deep inside, he would kiss me full on the lips parting my lips with his tongue just as he was parting me elsewhere with his cock.

He fucked me at this pace for nearly half an hour and I was getting hard once again, while I licked his hairy chest and chewed on his nipples. Then I could feel him tense up and within seconds, he was speeding up, thrusting further in and out, on some occasion just as before, withdrawing completely and entering in wild thrust. It was the best fuck ever and when he came, I never had to ask him, he simply withdrew and with one swift movement, he was kneeling at my face, wanting to give me his precious fluid. I opened my mouth and with one lick of my tongue on the now tender tip of his cock, he let rip with one gush after another of his juice. I was covered in it and leaning forward, he used his cock to wash my face with his juices allowing me the privilege of licking his balls and cock clean in the process.

We were both exhausted and he fell down on top of me, kissed me on the cheek and cuddled in beside me. We lay there for about an hour, it must have been about two in the morning, the place was very dark and there was no sign of activity outside.

Jim looked at his watch and said he needed a leak. He pulled on a shirt, his denims, and a pair of shoes and jumped down from the cab. As I watched, he stood at the side of the truck and relieved himself. This made me need also so I jumped down in only my kilt and proceeded to relieve myself. It was extremely cold and with no upper garment on, I started to shiver. Jim put his arm around me and said "Well if you are that cold we’d better get Andy over here to warm you up." I stared at him but he just walked away over to the other truck. I jumped in and in one quick movement, I was under the blankets, kilt and all.

Within minutes, I heard voices and then the door opening. Jim climbed in first and then the tall thick set blonde guy he had spoken to earlier in the evening. Jim introduced us and Andy handed over a half bottle of brandy saying in a thick Scottish accent "This will heat you up." I sat up in the bed and Jim produced three small cups into which Andy poured ample measures of the brandy. I took the cup offered and took one large gulp of it nearly choking on it. Andy and Jim just laughed!

They were now both in behind the seats of the cabin, Jim at the foot of the bed, kneeling on it and Andy, half standing with his back to the seats and the curtain, about a foot from my head. I could get a reasonable look at this tall blonde guy, he was a bit older than Jim, about thirty, with a broad manly face and he was wearing a heavy jumper which reached down to a surprisingly thin waist. He had on a very old pair a jeans which had several holes in them at the knees and one just about two inches below his crutch on the left leg. I never saw it until he moved forward to pour more brandy but there it was, being stretched apart as his crutch was thrust forward. It was obvious now he had nothing underneath his jeans and what I was seeing in the half light of the small recess was part of the smooth skin of his cock through the rip. Jim saw my stare and I blushed but he just smiled and said "That is what I brought him over for. I knew you would like what he has between his legs and if you are telling the truth, you will also like what he can do with that leather belt he has round his waist." I blushed again and looking up at Andy, this broad grin shone down at me.

"Well do you want it or not?" Jim shouted, "This guy must get some sleep tonight and I promised him that after I got you well and truly ready, you would probably manage to take him." Andy’s smile got even broader and lowering my eyes I could see this very large bulge growing rapidly down his left leg. I swallowed another gulp of brandy and holding my cup up for more, I smiled and asked "What about the belt?"

Andy lifted his jumper and started to undo his belt. It was about two inches broad from what I could see and as he pulled it out from around his waist, I realised that it was rather thicker than a normal belt. I swallowed another gulp of brandy and grinned from ear to ear.

Jim got up, and started to rearrange things. He pulled the curtains out from the back of the seats and pushed then towards the windscreen. He then used some heavy objects to hold them at the foot of the windscreen. He also pulled down two small curtains at each of the side windows. This gave us much more room but as Jim said, we would have to keep the light out just in case. I was now out of bed and Jim was well on his way to getting undressed. Andy just knelt there with his belt in his right hand and this broad grin on his face. Jim now naked, was adjusting the passenger seat, he climbed into the front with his back to the windscreen. He placed his legs wide apart on the back of the seat with his buttocks on the seat. I just stared down at him, his broad hairy chest exposed in the little light than was getting in and that dark moving object in between his legs.

Jim shouted "Well get down on me!" I took several steps forward and bending down over the back of the seat, it took me little time to realise what was going to happen. Keeping my buttocks up, I leaned over and started to use my mouth on Jim’s balls and cock. He soon came to attention and I was just starting to play with the head in my mouth when I felt the back of my kilt being lifted up from behind. Andy must have moved over behind me and he was now using his hands to feel my hairy cheeks and his finger to probe by still tender hole. Then I felt it, he must have removed his jeans or at least opened them up, this heavy object was placed on my buttocks and then slapped from one cheek to the other. It felt enormous!

"That’s for you if you are a good boy." he said with a slight laugh in his voice. I thought he was going to fuck me there and then but no, he moved away and I went down deeper onto Jim’s now rampant cock. He was thrusting his buttocks up and down on the seat, pushing further and further into my mouth when it happened. Andy’s belt came down with a crash across both of my buttocks. I nearly choked on Jim’s cock and made to get up but Jim grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down on him. A second smack came down this time only on the left buttock. It stung like hell but as I wiggled my buttocks, a third stroke came crashing down over both cheeks. Jim was holding me firmly in place and with the last stroke, his cock head entered the deepest recesses of my throat.

Andy now moved forward and started to rub both my red hot buttocks with his hands. He then pulled the pleats down over my cheeks and rubbed then onto my buttocks. It was a cross between heaven and hell, the roughness of the material over the red tender skin was excruciating and delightful both at the same time. The kilt was lifted once more and there it was again pushing up against me, Andy’s heavy cock, this time it was obviously very very hard. I could feel his balls against my buttocks and his cock resting on my back but how far up my back I had no idea!

This position was held for some considerable time, with me eating Jim for all it was worth and Andy taking time out from thrashing me with the belt to rub his giant cock against my buttocks. I must have taken about twelve strokes from the belt and my buttocks were on fire when Jim made a move to get up. I was about to get up also but I was told in no uncertain terms to stay where I was. They were going to switch over. Surely Jim was not going to take the belt to me!

As Jim moved in behind me, Andy moved into the front seat and it was only when he was down with his legs open that I got my first look at this monstrosity. His cock was very white in colour, unlike Jim’s, but then why should I have worried, it was a good two inches longer than Jim’s and whilst probably being about the same girth, it looked ever so much thicker. He also was uncircumcised and when he lay back on the seat, his cock thumped down on his almost hairless belly, reaching just above his navel. Boy did I want a taste of that! Down I went, using my tongue on his tight balls before gradually working my way up to the tip which was forcing its way out of his foreskin. I had just taken the first few inches into my mouth when Jim came in close behind me. No belt, just a very hard cock which he gently used to part my hot tender cheeks. He was fully inside me in seconds, forcing me down deeper onto Andy’s rampant monster. I was in heaven, Jim fucking away slowly with his balls rubbing against my tender buttocks and Andy’s thick manly cock deep in my mouth. I was desperately trying to get all of Andy’s cock in my mouth but I decided it was not possible. I nearly choked a couple of times. He was lying back, hands behind his head, staring up at me and watching Jim thrust in and out with this broad grin on his face. I caught his eye once just after one of my near choking fits and he simply winked and said "Don’t worry about getting it all in there, we’ll find another place to put it later." I nearly choked again thinking about it!

Jim was about to come and he pulled me up, turned me round and thrust his cock into my mouth. I was now kneeling with my back to the seats and Andy must have got up from his prone position, because I soon felt his hands on my buttocks. He used one finger and then two to open me up and while Jim thrust in and out of my mouth, Andy raised me up slowly so that my buttocks were just above the back of the seat. He then knelt behind me and with some considerable force, he opened my cheeks wide with his hands and positioned his cock head at my entrance. One push and he had the head in! Jim started to pant and withdrawing his cock he shot once again over my face and as I was licking his juices with my lips, Andy gave another push and got about two inches of his cock inside me. He started to push back and forth, getting slightly deeper with each stroke. I was in some pain and Jim knew from the expression on my face. He quickly moved away and producing a tube of cream, handed it to Andy. Andy pulled out and I thought the bottom had fallen out of my world but very quickly I felt his fingers with some very cold cream, enter my hole. He lubricated me for a few minutes and then himself before he started to re-enter me. Jim meanwhile went down in front of me and lifting the front apron of my kilt, he took my cock into his hot mouth. He was very expert and lovingly sucked deep and hard on my cock until it was very hard and almost ready to shoot. My mind was being expertly distracted from the invasion that was taking place from behind but with one slightly deeper thrust, I felt Andy gasp and realised that he had made full entry into my now throbbing hole. He waited patiently and as Jim pushed down on my cock, he started to move slowly at first, in and out of me. I was now completely impaled on his rampant cock and whilst the pain was there, so was that feeling of completeness which accompanies such a private invasion. I wanted him to stay there for ever but as the thrusts became harder and the withdrawals further, I knew he was getting up into a very high state of excitement knowing that very soon he would be ready to come. He took several hard thrusts and without any thought for my eagerness to have him come inside me, he pulled out and with Jim’s mouth still engorged on my cock, he pulled my head round and thrust his cock in my face just as the first shot of his juice exploded from his cock landing with considerable force on my chin. Pulling my head down, he shot squirt after squirt over my face slapping it with his cock as he did so. Just then Jim got his reward as my own cock exploded deep down in his mouth. I was busy licking Andy’s cock of all it could give while Jim was doing the same to me.

We were all exhausted and after a quick rest, Andy got up, brushed his now limp cock across my face and said "That was some tight fuck you gave me, if you ever want a second visit give me a phone." and handed me a piece of paper with a Glasgow telephone number on it. I knew and he knew that I would be making a call in the near future!

With that he pulled on his jumper and those old jeans, stuffing his cock back down the left leg and moving the curtain aside, he said goodnight and jumped down from the cab slamming the door behind him.

Jim was now lying beside me smiling away. He looked down at me and said "I thought you would enjoy that!" We curled up and fell asleep within minutes.

The noise of the lorries moving woke me up and without any hesitation I knew I had to have another taste of this lovely man so I slid down under the covers, expecting to find a limp tired cock but no it was as firm and ready for action as it had been the night before. With one deep thrust, I took him into my mouth, he rolled over and opening his legs, he whispered "I wondered how long it would take you to waken." I had my mouth full and could not answer but he knew from my eagerness that I was going to make him come just once more. I threw the blankets back and sucked away at him until it stood proud on its own. I then moved back, spread my kilt at the back and in one ever so quick movement, sat deep down on his rampant cock. We both gasped as I slide down the full length but within seconds I was thrusting down and Jim was thrusting up to meet me. It only took minutes and this time as he played with my cock on his hairy torso, he came with deep thrust deep inside of me. I soon shot my load over his chest and bending his head up, he took my cock into his mouth and sucked every last drop of my juice. I just sat there cherishing the lovely cock that was inside me but he soon softened and withdrew. I was fulfilled and bending down I kissed him passionately on the lips.

We both got up and dressed and after Jim visited the cafe for coffee and rolls we said our goodbyes and I was left sitting in my car pleased as punch with my night in the truck park. Andy’s truck was long gone and now so was Jim’s but before I moved off I knew I had to visit the toilet to wash up and get ready for my journey down south. I drove over to nearer the cafe and parked just outside the toilet.

I entered the toilet and after relieving myself, I started to wash my face and then my cock and balls. Once more I filled the sink with water and reversing back, I lifted my kilt and was busy washing my hairy buttocks and tender orifice when one of the cubicle doors opened infront of me. I never even thought of checking them! There sitting with his trousers at his ankles, his legs open and his right hand rapped round a thick black cock was yet another truck driver. This one was as black as the ace of spades and smiling over at me he beckoned me over saying "So you are the guy that was having the threesome with Jim and Andy last night. You kept most of the other guys awake with all the noise. We all wanked off thinking of what they were doing to you but I decided to wait about a see what was so special."

I was mesmerised by his black features and those flashing white teeth, not even taking into account the ample black cock he was sporting. I moved towards his cubicle as if in a trance and once I entered, he closed the door behind me. He lifted my kilt up and turning me round, he bent me over and with deep gasps he started to lick my arse and enter me with his tongue. Between invasions, he kept asking how often Jim and Andy had fucked me and who was the best fuck. I told him about Andy’s massive cock and how difficult it had been to take once but with Jim it was several fucks and each was better than the last. He got really turned on and turning me round, he lifted the front apron of my kilt and started to roughly suck my cock until it was rock hard. He then lowered me down and pushed his hot black cock into my mouth. It was so silky, and he was very nearly ready to come judging my the bodily reaction. His cock was not as long as Andy’s but it was very thick and I did not want that invading my tender hole but I need not have worried. He stood up and putting his hands on the toilet tank, he bent over infront of me and shouted "Fuck me the way they fucked you!" Well I was now rampant and not wanting to take him what else was there, so moving forward, I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to his hole and with two or three drops of saliva, I thrust hard forward making him gasp with the pain which he obviously wanted. I soon had my balls bouncing off his firm buttocks and within two or three minutes I was ready to shoot. I gasped deeply and he knowing what was about to happen, he pulled away and sitting down infront of me he let me shoot all over his face as he wanked himself furiously. I rubbed my dripping cock on his face, said thanks and left the cubicle.

I walked over to the sink, washed up, dried my hands and walked over to my car and was soon on the road south.