A big rig. A rainy evening. A trucker pulls into a roadside diner looking for a hot meal, a room of his own and a comfortable bed for the night. Well, two out of three ain’t bad considering what he ends up with instead.
The life of a trucker can be lonely - endless hours on a highway that seems to stretch into forever. It is evening and the looming grey clouds have opened up and are releasing a torrent of water. All Hannes wants to do is to find somewhere to have a hot meal and get a comfortable bed for the night. He pulls into the first diner he sees and goes inside to ask about a room. Unfortunately for him the last room has just been taken by another trucker. No worries, he thinks. He orders a hot meal and takes a seat at a nearby booth. While filling in time until his food arrives he checks out the menu, but is interrupted by a deep voice. “Buddy, I’m sorry about the room.” He looks up and knows, almost immediately, that this is not going to be the usual overnighter.
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The voice was so deep it was almost a growl.
Hannes turned his head. The first thing he saw was a large bulge in the front of a pair of jeans that looked as though they had been painted on. Even through the thick fabric he could see the outline of the guy’s cockhead, his two balls and what looked like a large vein running the length of the shaft.
He looked up at the owner of the tasty package and saw the man he’d been standing next to a couple of minutes ago.
“No problem, mate,” he said. “You got in first.”
“Dieter’s the name,” said the man, holding his hand out.
“Hannes. Look, buddy, how about we split the room? I’d hate to see a fellow trucker out in this sort of weather.”
Hannes was about to decline when he noticed Dieter give that juicy bulge in his jeans a long, firm rub with the palm of his hand, an action which caused the bulge to grow a little.
“Are you sure? I’ll flip you half the bill.”
Dieter sat down on the seat opposite.
“Don’t worry about it. These little shitholes are not that expensive. Besides, might be nice to have a bit of company.”
Dieter smiled. His teeth were white and straight and perfect under full, deep pink lips. His unshaven jaw-line was strong, and there was a dimple in his chin. As his smile widened, his green eyes seemed to twinkle and Hannes knew he was in danger of cumming in his jeans if he didn’t look away.
Luckily, his meal arrived to break the tension.
“You having anything?” asked Hannes.
“Just had something,” Dieter replied. “But happy to sit and chat.”
Hannes shrugged and started eating.
After he had cleaned up the plate, gravy and all, Hannes asked Dieter if he’d like a coffee.
“Sure, if you don’t mind me smoking.”
Hannes ordered them coffees and while they waited, they found out a little bit more about each other.
“What are you hauling?” he asked.
“Fridges and freezers,’ said Dieter. “Not that anybody needs them in weather like this.”
The both had a laugh and looked out the window.
“Shit, it’s really coming down now,” said Hannes, watching the large drops of rain pelting down against the concrete by the petrol bowsers.
“I know something else I’d like to see coming down,” said Dieter.
Hannes felt the flat sole of a boot in his crotch, pressing against his cock.
Wayne Mansfield is a resident of Perth, Western Australia. Over the past six years he has had many of his erotic novellas and books published in the US, the UK and also his native Australia. While many of his earlier stories were based on personal experiences, these days Wayne prefers to write dark erotica, a combination of his two loves - sex and horror. “Truck Stop” is the seventh story from his “The Shape of a Man” series, a celebration of men and male sexuality in all their various forms. For a full list of published works and also up to date news and information about forthcoming releases, please check out his website:
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