Things change. Ip

It was a hot hard summer rain that day in June as I headed north. I had been alone for months on the road. I had seen civilization a few times since my journey had begun but I did not socialize. I had to keep moving. I began to feel more and more disconnected from everyone.....everything. I felt like I was becoming part of the road or scenery. There was a nagging **** in my guts and a feeling of enormous distance between myself and my destination. As if I would travel endlessly forever and would never ever reach my destination but I had no tolerance for these negative thoughts. I had to get north. I had no time left. No time for self pity or sorrow. Just dump out that brain bucket suck it up and keep moving. Finally the sun went down and the highway was dark. I was exhausted I had to find a meal a bed and a shower on my now dwindling budget but I still had a few dollars on me. I could get food a shower shave and sleep a few hours before the last trek of my journey. sleep would be a great reward for the days push forward north. I could see off in the distance lights on the horizon from a town or truck stop. I was so anxious to hit the restroom I had to piss for the last hundred miles. I had to piss so bad my cock was hard. I was amused it looked like I had a pair of socks in my shorts it did feel really good to be rock hard and throbbing like that. I was worried it would show when I went into what ever was just up the highway but I could hear my Pop say in his deep booming voice it pays to advertise boy. I laughed to myself and smiled at that thought. Just around the corner I found my self drooling from the smell of fast food. My stomach groaned and ****ted with hunger from the smell. A huge truck stop complex was just up ahead. Hundreds of big bad ass rigs all lined up nice and neat. I find some parking in front and go inside. The smell of yummy food was so strong that my mouth instantly fills with saliva. It was as if I had died and gone to heaven. First things first got to drain the lizard. I walked into the men's room there was a few guys in there truckers mostly but I take notice at this skinny younger guy with a look and attitude all of his own. The men's room cleared out but he stayed. I ignored him and began to take care of my business. When I start pissing it's like a fire hose and felt so dam good that I exhale a long relief sigh. The sound of my piss is so loud it's the only thing I hear. Just then the guy laughs a bit and says that's the best feeling in the world isn't it? I said what is? He replies when you have been waiting so long to go. I laughed and agreed. He came over and started to use the urinal next to me. I was about done. Looking forward at the wall There was graffiti that read. ( don't look here for a joke it is in your hand) I chuckled a bit and the guy noticed and said what. I point to the funny insult on the wall. He leaned over to read it smiled and looked at my cock then said dude that thing ain't no joke. I finished packing up my junk it was still semi hard but going soft. I was relieved I would not have to hide it walking through the dinner. Just then I noticed the guy next to me in my peripheral vision it was as if he was trying to see my cock again. I got a bit weirded but I laugh it off and thought to each there own. Just don't fuck with me k**. I washed up looking in the mirror I thought how corse an callus I had become since I was his age. As I grabbed a few paper towels to dry my hands the guy says Dude how long yah been on the road. I replied way to long and walked out to take a seat at the counter. The waitress came over gave me a menu and walked away. The young guy from the men's room walks over and sits to the left next to me. I think wtf is this k** up to. I'm a bit worried. I do a little math in my head. I'm like 4 of him he better have a gun or a lot of homeboys or I'll flatten the lil shit. My food arrives and he says that looks good. I said it is and sarcastically I say yah want a bite. I figured he'd say no and stop bugging me. He asks if the lil black pick up outside is mine. I say yea. I think here it comes. Can you give me a ride some were mister? I don't need this just now. I would normally go out of my way to help anyone I could. I was brought up that way to help people always but why now. Jeez I can't but he didn't ask. I start to search on my phone for a bed for the night. There was nothing for a hundred miles south. So I ask him if there is a hotel motel or lodge close by. He said there are but they are 70 miles south. Then he says hey dude if you can help me with my rocket b*o you can totally use my shower and crash on my couch and use my apartment to recharge before your on your way. I thought ok I'm not scared. I am armed but I am all most out of cash. A free recharge would be great. I agree. We stole a long 2x4 from a near by construction site that would work as a ramp. His bike had broken down about 4 miles away. He had pushed it all that way to the truck stop. I kind of felt for him. I was his age once. People had jumped in to help me at times. What comes around goes around Pops always said. The thought of Pop saying that makes me feel much better about sacrificing the time to help him. We muscle his bike into the truck strap it down and head to his place just a town over. We bullshit about guy type stuff women sex and sloppy blowjobs. He was very graphic as he spoke about long stringy gooey saliva blowjobs and facefucking. I could see the porn in my head. I was starting to get turned on a bit. My cock was getting hard again. I changed the subject. We arrive at his apartment. Some other guys his age came out to help unload his bike. He gives them a bunch of grief for not being around when he needed them. One guy smacks me on the back kind of hard and thanks me for having his boys back. I replied no prob b*o. We go inside he shows me around. I was amused with the grand tour of an efficiency apartment. He stopped and looked at me and said I didn't catch your name dude. I said my name is batman. He laughed and said his name was Frances but if you call me that I'll kill you. I had seen that movie and we both laughed and I said my name is Stanley. He put his hand up to shake mine. I was shocked how he grabbed my hand. His hand was all soft lady and gentle like. I thought this generation is such a bunch of pussies. I laughed at the thought and smirked a little he noticed and then put some grip on me like a real man. Frank says Stan ya know the shower is right there man and I can tell standing next to you b*o shaking his head and repeats what he just said. I laughed. It had been a few days. I was ripe. I said ok ok I hear ya going to shower. He says hey man thanks again Stan. No prob k** thank you. The shower was hot powerful and just completely epic. The shower head was messed up and was on full blast it felt great but made a mess. I felt like I could stay in there forever. Frank's soap sat in a dish in the shower it was Irish spring. The same kind I have in my bag. I love the way it smells. I get cleaned up shaved and brushed my teeth. I felt almost human again. I noticed the door was open a bit. I thought nothing of it and went to put my clothes on but they were gone. First thought shit my gun I'm gonna have to mess this k** up. Then I see my wallet pocket knife and my gun in a neat little pile on a nice fluffy black robe. I relax and think if he was up to no good he'd have taken my gun and I'd be dead. I put the robe on collect my things and go into the bedroom/livingroom/kitchen. He says b*o I'm washing your stinky ass clothes. I'm thinking this k**s alright. Frank says Stan the man want a beer b*o. I'm starting to like this guy and say you bet brutha. We sit and pop bottles bullshit and watch tv. Frank says hey Stan are you cool. I said yea I think I'm cool. Why? He pulls out a giant bong from his closet and we get so baked. Cutting loose a bit was relieving. From a cloud of now acrid stale smoke we go outside to get some air. The rain had stopped and it was a beautiful clear night out. We bullshit for an hour. My spidey senses go off SHIT it's late. I need to sleep. Frank agrees and walks in to his bed and flops down face first. I kick back in my fluffy robe on the couch and drift off to sleep. I sleep but I have vivid dreams about my cock being stroked pulled and sucked. At 4 am my phone rings startled I jump to my feet in dread of who might call me at that time. It can't be good news. The caller tells me my window has closed. My life had now taken a new turn. I just got that kind of news that just crushes your insides. Everything I had been through for months had all been for nothing. I had no job no place to live and very little money left. I knew I was fucked. All I had was my truck and the gear in it. All my hope washed away. A giant choking **** grew larger and larger in my throat. Forgetting were I was I let out a loud FUCK in frustration. I could not hold back the tears. I caught my self quickly and sucked it up. Frank had been standing there over me watching. He looked me in the eye and said b*o I don't know what's going on with you but I'm here man. I had been stressed out for the past few moths with all the endless bullshit. I was ready to talk to someone anyone. So I spilled my beans to this really cool k** that was willing to sit and listen. I saw his reaction to all I had been through. This guy half my age now counseling me!? wtf? Common man get it together Stan I thought but I did indeed feel much better getting it off my chest. Frank says real cocky like so Stan man you ain't got no place to be for awhile huh. I said no not anymore. What are you gonna do b*o. I said I'm not sure yet. I got an idea you can hang here man till you figure it out. We will get ripped and forget all about the bullshit for a few hours. I got a lot of good friends around here he said. A little party to cheer up my new buddy Stan. My cargo shorts tank top and button up with the sleeves cut off were dry and folded on the little half fridge. Frank went in the bathroom but didn't say anything. I heard the shower running. I could see the steam in the mirror just inside the door. Just then I noticed him in the dimmer lit part of the bathroom. He was naked and he was ripped for a little guy. He had a lot of tattoos and on 1 side of his back there was a brutal looking scare. Like some of his back had been scooped away and replaced with deep red lightning like cracks. It looked like it would be a pretty fresh memory in his mind. I thought I better not mention it he would think I was looking at him naked and I was. That's when I noticed his cock. In my head I thought atta boy Franky nice package lil b*o. Your going to make some hotties happy with that thing my man. I was cheering him on in my head. I laughed amused that I was cheering for my new buddies cock. He stepped into the shower and disappeared into the steam. I sat back and drank my coffee. Frank was in there for awhile. I was needing to piss and I was getting hard thinking about times when I was his age and getting regular pussy. Frank my new friend had given me a wonderful feeling of melancholy of my youth. I'm older now but not old. I do hit the gym several times a week to keep fit strong and to enjoy the hot women working out. Frank came in the room fully dressed. He looked at me and said. When was the last time man? It had been awhile. I hadn't have sex since my old lady left for the astral planes. I simply replied to long b*o. We walked out of his apartment to the parking lot were we met an older guy. Frank says this is uncle Paul..Stan. I shook his hand and greeted him. He had Frank's bike apart and was fixing it. He said to Frank I'll have it running in the morning. Frank said thank you uncle I love you. His uncle gruffly acknowledged the affection. We hopped in my truck and under Frank's direction we headed to a dinner for some breakfast. As we drove he started to talk about sex again. He asked if I'd ever fucked anyone's face. I said I've gotten plenty of blowjobs. He said yea kind of but this is when you hold the other persons head and gag fuck their mouth rough. I told him of my first blowjob and how I came instantly. The girl was pissed I came in her mouth. He then asked if I'd ever gotten sucked off by a guy. I said no never. He told me guys give way better head than women do and they never ever get mad about getting cum blasted. I said how do you know that. Well Stan you have a cock you know how you want to be blown. Now think of a guy sucking your cock the way he wants his sucked. Besides most men have a much a bigger mouth than women making them much better cockgaggers. All this logic and cock sucking talk was starting to get my cock hard again. This time though I didn't change the subject. My cock was throbbing in my shorts. Getting bigger and bigger. I would have to readjust it soon. I didn't want Frank to know his blowjob talk was fucking hot but I had to readjust it now. I reach into my shorts and ********** my junk into a better spot pointing at my waste band. Frank noticed me fiddling with my cock. His eyes grew big in anticipation. He began to talk more about how slippery stringy clear saliva was on a nice cock. I was rock hard by now from the talk. I could feel a small wet spot in my boxers from precum. The spot was sticking my stomach when I would go over a bump. I was throbbing hard it felt so good. I stared to imagine myself getting sucked off the way Frank had described. He went on about swallowing the cum being the best part. Frank looked at me serious and said Stan I feel as if you are a very trust worthy guy. I want to ask you something but you can't ever tell anyone. He says you swear do you? I look him in the eye and give him my word. Can I please suck your big cock. I was shocked I couldn't believe this k** wanted to suck my cock. I asked why he said he didn't know why he just like to suck cock. He said no one knows. And if you let me suck it no one will ever know but you and I. I was so horny. I had not been touched there in years. My cock was hard. I had never done anything with a guy before. I paused for a second and said sorry k** I'm not gay. I did think about him sucking my cock at that point. He said I'm not ***** Stan. I'd just like to suck your cock Stan. I don't want to be your wife. He said you seemed like a safe guy to asked. I reach down and unbutton my short and wrestle my cock out. To Frank's delight it was rock hard. He look at me and said thank you Stan. He reached over and wrapped his hand around my cock and began to stroke it. It throbbed hard as he squeezed it and leaned over under the steering wheel and began to put my cock in his mouth it was wet warm and slippery. Up and down his soft lips all the way down over and over. My cock felt like it would burst a giant cum load in his mouth at any second. He backed off and started to squeeze it and stroke it. I heard him whimper as he tasted my clear sticky precum. Slurping and sucking sliding his mouth up and down my cock as we drove. Just then we hit a red light. I said to stay down there are cars and people around he began to spin his tongue around the head of my cock. I held back at the light but this k** know what he's doing and I can only take it so long. The next time he goes all the way down on my cock I say ooh I'm gonna CUM. He whimpered a tiny whine as he went down to get his reward. My cock throbbed hard and cum gushed out into his throat. The pulsing cum from my cock seem to last forever. He sucked and sucked all the cum out of my cock. It began to shrink but he kept sucking it. My toes were so curled and I got cramps in my feet. I had not cum in so long. It was so powerful. I felt a bit exhausted. He sat back wiped his lip on a napkin and said thank you so much Stan. I said really your thanking me. I should be thanking you. I didn't think I'd ever bust a nut again. He smiled and said am I right. I said about what. About guys giving better head than women. It took me a moment but I finally said yes I guess they do or at least you do. He lit up and smiled. Do you think I'm a good cocksucker Stan. I said you just sucked off a totally straight guy in less than 5 minutes yea you got some mad cock sucking skills k**. He smiled big and said thank you again. There was a long silence till Frank said are we still cool? I said we sure are b*o. Good he said I really need an outlet like you Stan he said. I go bananas when I get the urge to suck a cock and can't. It makes me take stupid chances on dating sites. If my regular didn't leave me I wouldn't have to deal with it. I said a regular? He began to explain about his high school coach and the times they had. I sucked his cock for years and then it was over he said. It was a selfish act on my part. My coach just benefitted from my desire. Frank was interested in girls too but a cock fascinated him. Playing the submissive part of the cockgagger. That's were Frank wanted to be. We got to the restaurant and went inside. We order eat and bullshit. All I could think about is I want another blowjob and I want Frank to suck it. I went into the men's room and Frank followed me in. He goes in a stall and says hey b*o commeer. So I go in and he closed the door. He grabs my belt and unbuckles it. He pops my button and unzips my shorts. He reaches in and grabs my soft cock and begins to stroke it and suck. I didn't think I could cum more than once a day. He sucked and made cute little whimpers. My cock to my surprise thumps and starts to get hard again. Frank takes my cock balls deep and gags and coughs. The escaping air blows saliva strings and bubbles on my cock. I realized I'm getting my dick sucked for the second time in the same day. Frank slides his mouth up and down my cock spit drips to the floor from his chin. I look down at him and make eye contact while my cock is stretching his mouth to the max. He grabs my hands and slap then to his head and tries to speak uhg glogger glug. He forces his head down on my cock and then pulls away fast my cock slings out of his mouth with a pop that I felt through my entire body. He looks right in my eyes I can tell now he wants me to fuck his mouth. I get a grip on his head by his ears and slam my cock to the back of his throat. I hold him down he starts to pull away for air but I hold him there. Heaving I let him go and my cock pops out from deep in his throat. Tears run down his cheeks. He looks up at me and says thank you Daddy. That hit me it was hot I grabbed his head again and pumped his sloppy drooly mouth as he gagged moaned and whimpered on my Daddy cock. I let him go again my cock was shiny with his saliva. Frank stood up and said can you please go out there and get me paper towels for me to clean up. I said is that it you tease. No I just want to suck it as many times as I can before you cum. It's called edging. I will suck your cock all day Daddy he said wiping tears drool and saliva from his face. He said Stan wanna go jump off a cliff into deep water he said it's a total blast. It was getting hot out. It was almost noon. I said yea sounds great b*o lets do it. Frank pays for breakfast but I feel fucked up him giving me such a blowjob like I should be buying him everything. No women had ever pleased me like that before. Driving he said it's just on the left. We turned into the woods. I flipped the switch and put my truck in four wheel drive. I had done a lot of off-road stuff in my youth I was no stranger to off-roading. He said you can park just up here. I pulled into a little spot. Frank says ther are people here but they can't see us. He pointed and I saw dozens of people. He said can I please suck your cock again. Almost instantly my cock starts to grow. I said I couldn't wait. He smiled and went to work on my cock again with his mouth. It seemed to be mellow getting sucked sitting down. He wrapped his fingers around my balls making the skin on my cock was so tight it felt like it would tear. I had my hand on his head pushin him down while pumping my cock deep in his mouth. He tries to push off to get air. I feel like I'm gonna cum again. I moan and Frank pushes hard this time and I let him go. He makes eye contact and says you can't cum now. My balls ache a bit and I need to blow this load now. He goes down again. Im close. He stops and squeezes my balls hard I feel it and I cum but nothing came out. He sat back up and dropped my cock. That was a ghost load he said. When I suck you off later you will thank me for the edging. I sigh and put my cock in my shorts. Ready lets go swimming b*o.