Bus Station Hijinks

Bus Station Hijinks #4 See previous parts for introduction. Comments welcome to Cgard43@hotmail.com

Road Gang Honcho

A not too subtle change was taking place in Harley, though he wasn't aware of it right away. When Hank and Shirley showed up the following Tuesday, Harley didn't bother watching. He knew they were in the women's room stall, but he just couldn't get too excited about watching them. Harley didn't recognize it as such, but he was finally revealing his own sexual orientation.

Just as Jim Henderson had predicted, the road crew began showing up on Friday with all sorts of signs, saw horses, and so forth. They moved in a trailer which would serve as the road crew office and set it into place on the siding across from the bus station. A couple of portable rest rooms were delivered, at which Harley scoffed, but he couldn't and didn't do anything about it.

The following Monday Harley was at the station bright and early. He spent the better part of the early morning outside, his people-watching instincts raging as he took in all the activity.

Harley found himself spending every free time checking out the men who worked on the road crew. He surveyed the crew and tried to guess who might take part in the rest room action, if there was any. He figured the odds were with him, and he watched carefully if any of them came into the station.

Jim Henderson was there, of course, and Harley's prior assessment as a good- looking dude still held. Dressed more casually now, he wore a perfect-fitting pair of levis, into which was neatly tucked a similarly colored blue shirt. Not a hair was out of place at any time, and no wrinkle showed to mar the fashion model look. Almost in spite of himself, Harley acknowledged that he found Henderson damn sexy, and his imagination raged at how he might be endowed and what kind of sex he liked.

The first week's work was noisy and dirty. With jackhammers blasting, the crew methodically tore up the whole street, which was completely closed off to traffic. It also slowed down traffic through the bus station generally, which certainly was not to Harley's satisfaction.

By the middle of the first week, despite his hopes, Harley reflected that this road work activity was reducing rather than increasing his chances to watch any action. His attention had been caught by a few guys who stood out in the crew as being likely candidates, but mostly the crew just bought coffee and sandwiches in the coffee shop. Occasionally, they used the rest room, and from his hidden place above the rest room, Harley checked them out. Harley noted with interest that several guys carefully avoided the stalls with the glory hole. That didn't give him a lot of hope, but he guessed it was to be expected.

What was really frustrating to him was that handsome Jim Henderson seldom ever came in to use the rest room. Harley didn't know whether he just didn't go during the day or if he always used the bathroom in his office trailer. By Thursday of that first week, back hoes and trucks began hauling the big chunks of pavement away. That meant truck drivers on the scene, and that's when Harley finally started seeing some hot action.

About two o'clock, Harley had seen George enter the rest room so he climbed up to his office and then through to his hiding place.

A few minutes later, one of the truck drivers, a strapping young guy, stopped to use the rest room. Seeing the glory hole between the stalls, he entered and stood as he relieved himself. George was there and signaled quickly when the guy took a little extra time to shake his dick. Harley watched carefully and as the guy turned, he saw what looked like about six thick inches of cock sticking out from the driver's fly.

George made quick work of gulping the guy's dick into his mouth, sucking it quickly and efficiently. Harley expected the guy to be quick, but it was no more than a couple of minutes later when he saw George slow his sucking action as he took the guy's load.

"Mmm," George murmured as he finally released the guy's cock from his mouth, "that was good, buddy."

The truck driver said nothing, quickly stuffing his cock back into his pants and almost running from the rest room.

"Tell your friends," George said aloud but to himself as the guy was gone, and he kind of chuckled. If he was disappointed by what the guy had to offer or how quickly he'd come, George never showed it. Instead, he waited patiently to see who might turn up next.

About fifteen minutes later, George was looking at his watch and Harley figured the action was over. His patience, as well as Harley's, was well rewarded.

Suddenly, the door opened again and Jim Henderson walked in. Now Harley was really interested. He'd felt something special about Henderson's presence from that first visit. The way he looked, the way he walked and even the way he talked created an aura of a very sensual, almost randy type of guy.

Harley had wanted to see how Henderson was hung from the first day, and since then it had almost become an obsession. As a result, when Henderson entered the stall with the glory hole, Harley was as quick as George to check him out.

Henderson was cautious. He kept his pants hiked up to his knees and even from his vantage point above him, Harley couldn't get more than a glimpse of anything. George hesitated to make a move since Henderson was being so circumspect, but he waited patiently.

Almost five minutes passed before Henderson let his pants slip down to the floor. Another minute or so and he pulled his cock up from between his legs and Harley and George finally got a look at it. Their reactions were totally different: Harley stifled a gasp and George made an appreciative moaning sound.

Henderson was hung big. His cock had started to stiffen and lengthen and Harley estimated that even before it extended to its full length it was over nine inches long. Henderson stroked it carefully, obviously knowing it was in full view of the guy next door, until it was rock hard.

George didn't hesitate now. He laid his finger on the edge of the glory hole, and he didn't have long to wait then. Henderson quickly stood, stuffing his shirt tales up under his shirt. His cock was now clearly visible, jutting out its impressive length over a pair of equally outsized balls.

"Wow," George murmured quietly, "What a set, man." Harley agreed mentally.

Henderson moved forward and as his cock passed through the glory hole, George knelt quickly and grabbed the long, thick organ with one hand and a handful of Henderson's balls with the other.

"That's beautiful," George murmured, quickly sticking out his tongue to meet the head of the towering shaft.

"Suck it, man," Henderson whispered in his deep voice, "take as much as you can."

"You bet," George answered, "I want all of this baby."

And as Harley watched, George demonstrated his skill. Carefully licking all around the head of the massive organ, he began inching down the shaft, his hand massaging Henderson's balls the whole time.

"Oh God, that's good," Henderson whispered as George reached about midway down the shaft, "you've got a great mouth and I'm plenty horny, buddy."

George mumbled again but kept lengthening his sucking strokes as inch by inch he worked his way toward the huge, egg-shaped balls he held in his hand.

"God damn, you've almost got it all," Henderson whispered suddenly and George mumbled again, still patiently working on sucking the full length into his mouth. Up and down the shaft he sucked, his tongue and mouth muscles working against the sensitive underside until he finally managed to take it all and his lips touched Henderson's balls.

"Oh yeah," Henderson whispered, "take that cock down your throat. You're driving me crazy, man."

"Take it easy," George stopped momentarily to whisper, "I wanna enjoy this big beauty."

As George stopped to speak, Harley got his first look at Henderson's cock in its fully erect state. He couldn't believe it. It was certainly better than nine and a half inches and quite thick. He only got a fleeting glance, however, before George went back to sucking it deep into his mouth again.

For the next ten minutes or so, Harley saw George expertly service Henderson's oversized cock. He watched as George sucked on the throbbing pole, stopping occasionally to suck one and then the other of Henderson's big balls into his mouth gently. Henderson groaned each time George took the whole length of his cock and moaned even louder when George was getting a mouthful of his hot nuts.

Suddenly, Henderson began to fuck his cock in and out of George's mouth and George adjusted his stroke to accommodate him.

"Hot suckin' mouth," Henderson cried now, his fucking action telling Harley that he was getting close to coming, "take it all, cocksucker!"

They kept at it as Harley watched, stroking his own cock nearly to climax in the process. When Henderson began talking again, Harley knew he was almost there.

"Oh yeah, here we go," Henderson whispered fiercely as he continued to piston his cock in and out of George's mouth. George moaned and mumbled unintelligibly. Suddenly Henderson thrust as far forward as the wall would allow and stopped, his body plastered against the wall of the stall.

On his side, George kept sucking, even as he felt the huge cock in his mouth throb slightly and start to spasm. Then came the first blast of Henderson's hot load which hit all the way back at the entrance to George's throat. George sucked slower now, as the huge cock he was servicing kept pumping his mouth full of his own molten lava.

George marveled at the sheer quantity Henderson was feeding him and groaned loudly.

"Suck it dry," Henderson encouraged from the other side of the wall, "It's been a long time and I've got a big load in there, buddy."

George did just as he was asked, swallowing repeatedly to capture every drop Henderson's cock fed him. It took well over a minute before the massive organ finally quit spasming and George never flinched from taking all Henderson had to offer. As he sucked now, he started beating his own cock hard and fast.

Finally Henderson moved back slightly away from the wall, signaling that his orgasm was complete. George kept sucking the now-softening cock, now much slower and tenderly, unwilling to give up the prize he held in his mouth. He beat his cock furiously now, blasting his own load against the wall. Only then did he relinquish Henderson's cock and balls.

"God damn," George whispered, his voice sounding hollow and choked, "that's a great cock you've got there, man."

"Thanks," Henderson answered, "But it's you who's got the great mouth, man. You're really something. Not many guys can take my whole cock like that."

"Well," George went on, "I'll suck that big cock of yours anytime you say. I'd never get tired of suckin' that rod."

Both guys left the stalls and came face to face for the first time. It was an awkward moment for both, and Harley chuckled to himself as he watched the encounter. Both guys seemed to be instantly nervous, though Harley didn't understand all the reasons why. George finally spoke.

"I get around here pretty often," he said quietly, "let's see what develops. My offer still stands to suck that big dick of yours whenever you want."

"Right," Henderson answered. "That will be a pleasure."

Henderson carefully readjusted his clothes to their prior perfection, and carefully smoothed the large bulge at his crotch. He was once again the perfectly controlled guy Harley had met and talked to. Harley watched the transformation with great interest, then scurried from his private place as the guys started to leave.

At the door, Henderson turned and looked back quickly as if he'd heard a noise. He may have, but Harley was already gone.

Action for Annie

It was the next week before there was any notable activity for Harley to watch. Hank was in on Tuesday and gave Shirley her regular fuck in the ladies room. A few guys got their dicks sucked through the glory hole on Wednesday, but Harley didn't feel that the action was up to what he'd expected considering the large group of men working on the road crew.

Thursday turned out to be a banner day. Harley had noticed one of the road crew guys paying a lot of attention to Annie, the buxom waitress in the coffee shop. He was a big guy, well over six feet tall and very muscularly built, and Harley couldn't help but notice how coquettish the waitress got whenever he was sitting at her counter.

Harley was surprised, though, when the guy approached him about using one of the sleeping rooms, claiming that he wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down. He paid the fee, however, so Harley showed him the way, still puzzling about it.

Then Harley saw Annie leave the coffee shop and head for the rest room. He didn't think much of it, assuming she was taking her break, but when she headed up the stairs toward the sleeping room, it was obviously Harley's cue to hurry back to his office and the handy two-way glass.

His first view didn't surprise him. The guy sat on the edge of the bed as Annie pulled off her uniform. He reached up to undo her bra straps, releasing a pair of very large and sharply pointed tits, each of which he stopped to fondle and kiss hotly, then he slid her silky panties down to the floor.

Then it was her turn and the guy helped as she swiftly undid his pants and unbuttoned his shirt. Soon they were both almost totally naked and moved onto the waiting bed. The voyeur in Harley was ecstatic as he watched.

"Oooh, you're so big," Annie whispered as she began almost daintily to suck on the guy's average-sized cock.

"Yeah, baby, I've got what you need," the guy answered, "and I'm gonna be good to you too."

The guy quickly swung into a '69' position and started to eat out her hairy bush. Annie whimpered as she felt his determined assault, twisting and thrusting her pelvis against his aggressive tongue.

Harley stroked his stiff cock as he watched the oral action Annie was getting, one more type of sex of which Harley was ignorant. He heard her sharp trills of excitement as she reacted to the guy's wild tonguing, and Harley figured it must be feeling damn good to her. After a number of minutes, they changed positions and Harley was glad when the guy quickly moved to enter Annie's pussy just where Harley had an almost perfect view.

The quickness with which the guy got into position momentarily alarmed Harley as he feared the action would be over too quickly. He needn't have worried, though, for the pair continued to fuck for almost the full half-hour Annie's break time allowed.

The guy sucked and teased Annie's full tits all the while he fucked her with driving thrusts. While not loud, the noises he could hear told Harley that both the guy and Annie were enjoying the action, and Harley got very hot watching.

"Oooh, hurry, baby, I've gotta get back to work," Annie cried softly.

"I'm gonna get you off too," the guy answered, changing his position to fuck her in shorter strokes with more contact to her sensitive spots as he ground his pelvis against hers.

Harley didn't realize it at the time but he was getting a real lesson in man- woman fucking technique. The guy knew just how to fuck to give Annie the maximum stimulation and he did it with obvious delight in pleasuring her as well as satisfying himself. Later Harley would reflect on the different technique involved in fucking a man or a woman. The guys who liked to get fucked like hard, deep strokes. Annie responded most not to deep strokes but to those with maximum contact at her opening. When Harley thought about it, the knowledge made him feel helplessly superior.

"Oooh, you're getting me real close, baby" Annie cooed more loudly, "Oh yeah, baby!"

"Me too...I'm almost ready. Come on, Annie, let's go."

He renewed his vigorous action and soon they both got off amid a fair amount of groaning and moaning. Annie cried out and flayed against the bed as her orgasm washed over her but the guy held her tightly and kept up the stimulation.

Harley was glad when the guy pulled out and shot his load all over Annie's belly while he continued to rub and tease her twat with his hand. That was enough to get Annie off again and she writhed and cried all the while.

Harley was close to coming and almost shot off himself as he watched Annie and the guy go through their respective intense climaxes, but the ringing of the telephone on his desk distracted him and he lost the momentum.

When he finished the phone call, the sleeping room action was all but over. The pair both redressed with the same efficiency they'd showed in getting out of their clothes, and Harley cursed the phone call which was fairly unimportant anyway. Instead of reaching his own climax, he was left to watch the departing guy and Annie as they left the sleeping room and returned to work. Harley's cock burned with unrelieved frustration and need, but he stifled the temptation to beat off for its own sake.

Shaking his head in disgust, Harley straightened his clothes and left the office, stopping to watch as Sumi quietly chastised Annie for being so late in returning. She resumed her station in the coffee shop, but apart from a slight flush in her complexion, Harley could see nothing different about her appearance. He shrugged finally.

He walked over and said hello to Sumi who smiled back in greeting.

"Everything going okay?" Harley asked.

"Yes," Sumi answered, "just a little misunderstanding with Annie. Maybe it's that time of the month."

Harley nodded because in his own lack of experience, he really didn't know what to say.

"Either that or Annie's got something going that the rest of us don't have," Sumi went on. Again, Harley kept quiet because he couldn't think of what to say.

Forced Action

Harley walked outside to check out the road construction. Most of the pavement had been removed from alongside the station and the crew had moved a little further down the street.

He walked across to where the temporary 'office-trailer' was parked, carefully taking a path which allowed him to walk around it to the rear side. He stopped as he heard voices speaking then soundlessly inched closer to the high, open window, listening intently.

"If you wanna keep this job, buddy, you'll do as I say."

Harley was sure who it was for he easily recognized the deep and husky voice of the number two guy on the road crew, a guy named Freddie. Harley was stunned by the threat and the tone of Freddie's voice.

"You know I'm not kidding," he went on.

"What do you want?" a heavily accented voice asked quietly.

"You know damn well what you gotta do, José," Freddie went on, "get over here and suck my dick."

Harley heard a distinct groan from inside.

"Come on," Freddie said sternly, "suck this cock or you're outa here. I know that green card of yours is a fake. So what's it gonna be?"

Harley cursed not being able to see what was going on, glancing quickly around to see if there was anywhere he could position himself to get a view inside. The only option he could see was to climb up on a pick-up truck parked on a slight rise in the parking area.

He moved quickly toward it, not sure whether he could get there without being seen from inside. He needn't have worried for just at that moment, Freddie was busy feeding his cock into the mouth of the young latino who knelt before him.

Freddie worked for Henderson, yet was almost exactly Jim Henderson's opposite physically. Where Jim was tall and slim, Freddie was medium in height. His light brown hair was thinning on top and, particularly in comparison to Jim, he looked almost slovenly in his faded jeans and untucked plaid shirt. Harley estimated he was probably in his early-thirties and had a strong, muscular build.

Harley had noticed the handsome young latino before, later learning that his name was José. Always dressed in dark grey uniform pants, he'd showed a sizable bulge in the front of his pants which attracted Harley's attention, as well as his strong, full build, dark, flashing eyes and a wide smile.

Harley climbed into his position on the side of the pick-up truck and turned back toward the trailer. His choice of location was perfect, and the picture he saw exceeded his expectations.

Freddie leaned back against the desk as Harley got a profile view of the young latino working up and down the shaft of Henderson's cock. From that distance, Harley couldn't tell how big it was, but it looked to be good-sized. Even from that distance, Harley could tell that the latino was doing a hell of a job servicing it.

Alternating between short and deep strokes, José sucked the long, thick shaft expertly, all the while fondling and tugging at Freddie's pair of man-sized balls which hung beneath it. Harley was getting tremendously excited again and openly stroked his own stiff meat through his pants.

"That's right...suck that cock," he could hear Freddie say excitedly, "you like sucking that cock, don't you?"

The young latino moved back momentarily, letting Freddie's big, stiff cock slip from his mouth.

"I like eating cock sometimes," he said quietly, "but I don't like you making me do it."

"Yeah, well, too bad," Freddie said, "but I want you sucking my cock again, José. You're good, man. Come on, suck it for me."

Again the young man leaned forward and took most of Freddie's cock into his mouth. He sucked with a greater intensity now and as Harley watched, Freddie threw his head back as he braced himself against the desk.

"God damn that feels good," he moaned, "Take it all like that...oh yeah!"

As Harley watched, the young latino had pulled his own dick from his fly and was beating it steadily as he sucked. Harley was sorry he couldn't get a better look at how well he was hung, but from his vantage point it was pretty tricky. He could tell that José was doing a great job sucking Freddie's cock and wasn't surprised that it didn't take Freddie long before he came.

"Suck it, man...oh yeah, that feels great...I'm gonna come...I'm gonna come," he cried, probably louder than he had intended.

It had the desired effect on José however, who now sucked faster and harder, still beating his cock in pace with the greater speed.

Harley was too far away from the action to know for sure that Freddie had come, but he could see José's sizable cock wildly spew a big blast of cum all over Freddie's pant legs and the floor between them. Harley thought it was a form of justice and chuckled to himself.

"Man, you're the best," Freddie said stuffing his cock away, "thanks, buddy."

"I'm not your buddy," José said quietly as he rose, "you don't treat me fair."

Just then Harley heard a noise behind him and turned to see a couple of the crew guys walking toward where he stood. He jumped down off the pick-up quickly, tripped himself in the process. When he finally got back on his feet, the trailer office was empty and the two guys had climbed into a car and driven off.

"You've got to be more careful," Harley said aloud to himself, "you're gonna get caught peeking one of these days."

Harley walked back to the bus station very deep in thought. He'd never seen anything quite like this before. He didn't understand why Freddie would be threatening José like that. It was doubly puzzling since Harley knew there were lots of other guys more than willing to satisfy him. He seated himself in the corner of the coffee shop and was deep in thought when Sumi brought him a cup of coffee.

"Something wrong, boss?" Sumi asked with a smile. "You upset about something?"

"Just people, Sumi," Harley answered, "I don't understand why they do what they do sometimes, that's all."

"Ah yes," Sumi said soothingly, "We don't understand each other and most times, we aren't even honest with ourselves."

Harley watched him walk away, somehow feeling even more puzzled than before. He didn't know what Sumi had meant, and as he thought of Freddie and José again, he realized that there were a lot of things he just couldn't understand.

Three Plus One

He sauntered back toward the bus station, surveying the road work as he went. As he entered the station waiting room, he saw the little guy Johnnie from the road crew head for the rest room. He was probably no more than twenty-two or so, and only stood about five foot-six or -seven. Dark haired, with very dark eyes, his diminutive size and wiry frame made him distinctive, just because he was so much smaller than the other guys.

As Harley climbed the stairs to his office, he glanced at his watch and realized that it was almost time for Hank's Thursday stop. He entered the crawl space above the men's rest room with great anticipation.

Johnnie was standing at the urinal relieving himself when young Chris entered. He started toward the large stall then, seeing Johnnie, changed his course and took his place next to Johnnie at the urinal. Harley couldn't see Johnnie's cock, but he could tell that he didn't pack up and leave as soon as he finished pissing. Chris noticed too, and he waited and watched patiently.

Finally, Chris took a slight step backward, stroking his very long cock at the same time.

"Wow," gasped Johnnie, his eyes now locked on Chris' endowment.

Meanwhile, Johnnie's eyes met Chris' briefly and in response to the other's gesture, Johnnie took a step back too.

"Wow yourself," Chris said with a smile, "you've got plenty." He reached for Johnnie's cock and Harley finally saw what he was talking about. For such a short guy, Johnnie's cock looked immense. It was almost as long as Chris' and it was rather thicker. Harley couldn't believe such a small guy could have such a big cock, and stroked his own, much smaller endowment, in some frustration.

Soon they each had a handful of the other's cock and were stroking purposefully. Johnnie maneuvered Chris into position and then crouching, he took a big mouthful of Chris' cock.

Chris groaned quietly in response as Johnnie stroked and sucked his cock.

"Hey, you're good," Chris whispered after a moment.

Just then the door opened and Hank and Ed entered. Johnnie quickly stood and both he and Chris faced the urinals again. Glancing over his shoulder, Chris saw who it was and nodded before he turned back to Johnnie and spoke.

"You like group action?" he asked almost in a whisper.

"Depends on the group," Johnnie answered with a smile.

"I mean this group," Chris said, turning toward Hank and Ed, who were heading into the large stall at the end. Ed was watching Johnnie carefully, and Harley later realized that he was really turned on by the small, young guy. Chris noticed Ed's focused gaze and seeing that Johnnie was returning the look, he smiled to himself.

Johnnie hesitated a moment, but Chris took his arm and led him toward the stall door.

"It's okay, believe me," Chris whispered. "Come on."

Hank was all business, as usual. Wasting no time, he knelt in front of Ed and pulled his big cock out of his pants. As Johnnie and Chris got to the door, Hank was already doing a good job of deep-throating Ed's cock.

Johnnie allowed himself to be led into the stall, although somewhat hesitatingly. Chris noticed and spoke to him quietly.

"Believe me, it's okay," he said, "this place is real safe."

"Just wait till you see what our friend here has to offer," Chris said with a smile, reaching for the zipper of Johnnie's pants. Johnnie made no move to stop him and stood completely still as Chris carefully released his huge cock from its confinement.

"Oh yes," Ed said, almost licking his lips as he stared at Johnnie's cock. "That's beautiful." It was really about the same size as his, but somehow it looked bigger to Ed, probably because of Johnnie's smaller body size. Hank stopped sucking for a second to look up questioningly.

"Sonofabitch," he gasped, letting Ed's cock slip from his mouth as he too stared at Johnnie's cock. He started to move on his knees across to where Johnnie stood but Chris forestalled him.

"Me first," he said with a big grin at Ed, "I found him."

"You guys are making me nervous," Johnnie said quietly, "mine's not any bigger than his." He gestured in Ed's direction and focused on Ed's big and very hard cock. He raised his gaze to meet Ed's eyes which were glued on his face. Ed smiled at him.

"I'm not sure about that," Hank said, nodding as he appraised Johnnie's bulging crotch.

Chris knelt quickly and sucked as much as he could of Johnnie's big cock into his mouth. Despite being an experienced cocksucker, taking a really thick cock down his throat wasn't one of Chris' special talents, but he did a more than respectable job handling Johnnie's cock.

In the meantime, Ed had moved closer and soon he and Johnnie were kissing intensely. Hank glanced up at them then quickly went back to sucking Ed's cock, who flinched slightly as he kept kissing Johnnie. Ed was really getting hotter for Johnnie .

"I gotta get back to work," Johnnie said quietly, trying to move away from Chris.

"No, wait please," Ed said in a hoarse whisper finally, "come on, Chris, I really wanna suck him."

Chris heard the tone, understood clearly and moved away from Johnnie, who reacted by moving closer toward Ed.

"I've got to go," Johnnie said, "hell, I'll lose my job if I'm gone too long."

Ed kissed him again, effectively restraining him, then knelt and gulped Johnnie's massive organ into his mouth.

"Mmm," groaned Ed as the long, thick organ filled his mouth completely.

"Oh wow," murmured Johnnie, feeling the intense heat of Ed's mouth on his cock. Ed sucked intensely, quickly managing to take the full length and thickness of Johnnie's cock down his throat.

"Hey, man, that's great," Johnnie said, now not so eager to leave.

"Come here, Hank," Chris said, walking to the other side of the stall and stroking his cock to its full nine-inch length, "come get my dick good and hard and I'll fuck your hot ass."

"That's the best offer I've had today," Hank said, quickly moving to where Chris stood. He'd already undone his pants and now let them drop to the floor. From above, Harley smiled. He liked watching Hank get fucked.

Hank practically inhaled Chris' cock and sucked it fast and deep for several minutes. Then he stood and turned around, his hands braced against the far wall.

"Come on, stud," he said quietly, "Fuck me hard and deep. My asshole needs a good reaming this afternoon."

"And that's what you're gonna get," Chris answered, taking up his position behind Hank. Chris positioned his cock at Hank's hole, pushed the head inside then started moving from side to side as he made sure it was well inside.

"Go ahead," Hank whispered anxiously, "Give it to me, man."

Chris teased and Harley decided he was trying to get Hank even more worked up than he was. Soon Hank was pleading.

"Don't make me wait," Hank was pleading, "God damn it, I need it up my ass." He tried to move back toward Chris, but Chris was completely in control.

"You really want this cock up your ass, huh?" Chris asked, "That what you want?"

"You know it, now come on," Hank almost shouted, "Fuck me, dammit!"

In one fast thrust, Chris drove the full nine-inch length of his cock into Hank's tight-gripping ass.

"Oh God," Hank cried, "go ahead...rape my butt, buddy. Fuck me rough!"

Across the stall, Johnnie held Ed's head tenderly in his hands as Ed expertly deep-throated his cock repeatedly.

"I'm gonna come, buddy," Johnnie said with authority, "take it...oh yeah!"

Ed sucked even faster and deeper until Johnnie cried out again.

"Yeah...oh shit, here it comes...oh, suck it...I'm coming...I'm coming!"

Ed tasted the first eruption of Johnnie's cock and sighed. He swallowed fast as the oversized organ flooded his mouth with sweet, sticky cum and moaned again. Ed never wavered, milking every drop from the huge cock in his mouth until he felt the spasms of Johnnie's climax subside.

"Oh wow," Johnnie said as Ed sucked the last drops from his cock.

"Mmm," Ed answered in turn as he kissed the other's big cock repeatedly. Finally he released Johnnie's cock and stood, wrapping his strong arms around the other's small torso.

"Man, I really wanted you," Ed said with deep feeling.

Johnnie grabbed Ed's cock then looked up into his eyes as their lips met in a momentary kiss.

"I want you too," Johnnie said with a wan smile, "but I do have to get back to work."

Neither Hank nor Chris heard it, but Ed and Johnnie, whispering together, made a date to meet a few days later before Johnnie quickly left. Ed relocked the stall after him and turned back to the other guys.

"Fuck that ass...oh yeah, that's great," Hank cried. Ed smiled as he walked toward them.

"Hey Chris," he said with a broad smile, "how about we both fuck him like we did that time at your place?"

"How about it, Hank?" Chris asked, also smiling, "you up to a double fuck today?"

"I don't know," Hank said, a thoughtful look coming over his face. "Shit, I could hardly walk after you guys fucked me like that."

"You don't have to walk," Chris said with a chuckle, making his cock throb deep in Hank's ass, "you just have to drive the bus."

Hank smiled, shook his head and then smiled again.

"Shit," he said, "I don't have that much time today. If I'm gonna get both your cocks up my ass, I want to have plenty of time to enjoy it."

Harley heard the words but couldn't possibly imagine what they meant. He listened as Hank went on.

"Instead, how about taking turns plugging my butt? One of you fuck me and I'll suck the other."

"That sounds good," Ed said cheerfully, "hell, after sucking that gorgeous young stud, I really need to get my nut." He stroked his long, thick cock as it stiffened.

Chris had never stopped fucking Hank's ass and now started fucking him faster as Ed moved closer. Hank quickly bent down and sucked the better part of Ed's cock into his mouth.

"You really like that guy, huh?" Chris asked with a grin, continuing to piston Hank's ass deeply.

"You bet," Ed answered, "boy, I'd love to get him in the sack. I'd really show him what I could do with that big dick of his. I'd sure like to get that rod up my ass."

"I think he's with the road crew outside," Chris said. Ed smiled, not mentioning the date he'd made with Johnnie, then moaned quietly as Hank sucked on his dick.

"Quit talking about somebody else while I'm taking your dicks," Hank said with a chuckle before gulping Ed's cock back deep into his mouth. Both of the other guys laughed.

"I'm getting close here," Chris said after several more minutes of deep-fucking Hank's talented ass, "you want to switch places, Ed?"

"No, that's okay," Ed answered quietly. "I'm enjoying having Hank swinging on my dick like this."

Chris smiled and winked at him, realizing that Ed preferred to fantasize about Johnnie while getting his cock sucked rather than be in the more aggressive role of fucking.

Chris carefully slid his stiff rod to where only the head of his dick was still in Hank's yielding hole. He held still for a moment then drove his nine plus inches of cock back into Hank in a single driving stroke. Hank groaned in pleasure.

Above them, Harley winced. He felt sure it must be intensely painful to be the victim of such a vigorous invasion, though Hank wasn't resisting at all.

"Oh God damn," Hank cried, momentarily moving off Ed's cock, "what a great fuckin'...give it to me, Chris." He slurped Ed's cock back into his mouth and was back in his favorite action, sucking a long cock down his throat while another big cock punished his insides from the rear.

Chris watched Ed close his eyes in response to the wild sensations Hank's hot mouth were providing. Wise beyond his years, Chris knew that Ed's mind was still on young Johnnie.

Harley had seen this action many times before but it never failed to intrigue and stimulate him. He didn't know how Hank could take it. He shook his head even as he watched, knowing Hank was loving what was happening to him, even if he didn't understand why.

Chris and Ed had a great rhythm going, and when each fucked his cock to its full depth into his body, Hank groaned very loudly.

"Uh-huh, grbh," was what it sounded like, and again Harley shook his head.

"Take it, Hank," Chris said, "We're giving you all our cocks now." Ed just moaned softly.

They finished in silence while Harley watched from his hiding place. His attention wandered from watching Chris' long cock plunging in and out of Hank's ass to marveling at the ease with which Hank took the full length of Ed's thick cock down his throat.

Ed came first, blasting a huge wad of cum into Hank's mouth to be quickly savored and swallowed. Ed then grabbed Hank's cock and jerked it in rhythm with Chris' fucking action until the two of them came almost simultaneously. Hank cried out when he felt Chris' cock start to erupt deep in his bowels, his cry turning to an excited shout when he shot the first blast of his own load at least six feet across the stall.

Ed nursed Hank's cock until the eruption subsided, then quickly redressed while the others cleaned up themselves and the stall. With few words, Ed parted from the others and left the rest room.

"He really got turned on by that young kid," Chris said with a grin.

"You think so," Hank asked, not really comprehending.

"Yeah," Chris answered, "and not just 'cause he's got a big cock. I've got a hunch Ed could really fall for that guy."

"Seems a damn shame," Hank said, "I mean if he doesn't come around again."

"Don't worry," Chris said, "I know another guy who likes just what you need."

With no more explanation, the guys left the rest room and it was suddenly very quiet. After several minutes, and with nothing interesting to watch, Harley climbed out of his hiding place and sat down at his desk, pushing his stiff cock down in his pants.

The bus station scene was pretty quiet the rest of the day, but something was on Harley's mind and he couldn't relax. He went through his work routinely and was driving home when he figured out what was in the back of his mind.

His mind raced back to Hank's words: 'If I'm gonna get both your cocks up my ass again....' Harley couldn't figure out how they could do that. In fact, he wasn't sure he even knew what it meant.

(to be continued)