It was a beautiful spring morning in May...I was completing my first year at Wayne State University in Detroit, and summer vacation was approaching rapidly....I went to the counseling center to look at the postings for summer jobs and one caught my attention right away...There was a job at a large tire service center right near the University....They were looking for a delivery driver to deliver tires locally to shops around the Detroit area...The job would involve driving a 28 foot open stake truck...The minimum age was 18 and I was already 19, good driving record and would involve getting a chauffeur license and ICC license with a criminal background check...I was ready to start ASAP... The job posting involved filling out an application just 1/2 mile from the University...I was there an hour later...The manager was a wonderful older gentleman named Chuck who conducted a short interview....Chuck wanted to know if I knew anything about driving a large truck, I told him I came from a farm family and that from the time I was 12, I drove a 30 foot open cube body truck next to the corn picker at harvest time....Chuck said he would be in touch if I got the job. I went home and awaited his call.
Two days later Chuck called and wondered when I could start...Exams were over and I was free till fall...I reported to work on Friday and was ready to start...I had to have an ICC physical and a chauffeur license to start work,,,,the next week I had everything ready and was anxious to start....
Tommy, another driver was going to train me on a Ford 3500 diesel stake truck...I knew everything he was trying to show me...He told me that my truck only had a 40 gal fuel tank and would need almost daily refueling...The station was The Detroiter Truck Stop near the Ford Rouge plant, one of the sites I would be delivering to almost daily...The truck stop was great with 3 fueling islands and a full restaurant on site...When we pulled in to refuel, he told me how it worked...Pull in and wait, the attendant would come over and take care of fueling the truck...
it was then that I first saw Charlie, a short man about a few years older than me,,,He was about 5 foot tall, almost the same size as most women...He was real wiry and moved all over like he was born to do it...Short, curly hair and not bad looking...."Hey, Tommy" he said, "Who's the new guy"? Tommy told him my name and he said he was glad to meet a new guy.
The way Charlie said that was interesting, but I didn't think much about it at first....Charlie stood on the running step and told me to let him fuel the truck, get out and follow him to the fuel island office...I did as Charlie told me and walked into the office to register and set up an account with my name as driver...When I went in, two of the other attendants laughed and commented "I wonder if Charlie will convert him"?
I had no idea what they were talking about, but I soon found out...it seems that Charlie had a liking for guys that I looked like.....I was 5' 7" tall, weighed 145 and was put together nicely, muscled where it counted... The only thing not in my favor was my small cock, 4 inches but thick when fully aroused, And at 19 I was always horny...
Charlie went back with me to my truck and Tommy laughed and said, "looks like you may have another one", Whatever that meant... The next week I found out what was going on...Charlie was gay and liked turning straight guys like me into his personal cocksucker...I didn't even realize what he was doing when he was doing it...He was so nice and friendly to me, he even shared the back room stash of girlie mags and titty pics posted on the wall.
Then June came along and almost ever time I filled up he had more pics to show me...Some were nudist magazines and he liked pointing out how nice the people in them looked....He could see that I liked looking at the pics of young boys and girls doing nudist activities...Every once in a while he pointed out some men with errections...When he showed me these pics I certainly got hard and after a while he told me that he could see I liked what he showed me...Then he asked me if I wasted to see some really good magazines,,,Of course I said yes and he told me next time to go into the restaurant bathroom and he would bring then in there on his break.
The next Monday I refueled, pulled to the restaurant side and went into the trucker bathroom which had showers and changing rooms...I went into one of the changing rooms and a few minutes later Charlie came in with a small stack of magazines....OMG, there were men and women fucking in the pics, children sucking cocks and many pics of man to man sex...I was so hard and Charlie reached over and lightly stroked to front of my pants....He told me to see how hot those pics were and wouldn't I like to be doing that too...I was so hard and what Charlie was doing rubbing my cock made me blow my load...Mmm. Mmm he said....We can have fun like that too.....I agreed and was leaking like crazy, Charlie had his cock out and I was amazed... It was 6" long but the size of a hot dog around..."Stroke it, rub it" he told me and in about 1 min he exploded more cum than I made in a week...
I had cum all over my hand and down my legs, "Taste it" he said but I said no I can't...He said maybe next time we will be like the people in the pictures,,,I was groaning a little, I was so turned on....We left the hanging room and Charlie said that we should get together at his place one day and look at more pics, I agreed...I went back to work thinking about how cool it was what we had just done...
A week later we got together at his place, and maybe I'll let you know what happened...