Desmond 03
**Desmond
Part 2
**
Usual disclaimers apply. The following contains male-to-male sex.
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The rest area was mostly deserted, they didn’t start filling up with trucks until the evening most of the time; there was only another truck and two cars, one of which pulled out not long after Desmond turned the engine off
As soon as the truck stopped Jason jumped out of his seat and tackled Martin on bed. It didn’t take long for the rough housing to turn erotic. Desmond did all he could to focus on his paperwork instead of the two of them moaning and groaning in the back. It took him twice as long as it normally would; he kept listening in on them and forgetting what he was writing.
Once he was done he let a sigh of relief go. He looked back, surprised to find the two were still wearing their clothes, considering the sounds he had been expecting them to be naked. He watched them grind against each other for a moment and felt his cock strained against his jeans. He hadn’t been this turned on in a very long time, but he wanted to take care of business before settling in to play.
“Kids,” he said to get their attention, “I’m going to the bathroom, I suggest you two do the same so we don’t have to worry about that afterward.”
They looked at him, but didn’t seem to be inclined to move, until Martin said “Rest area sex.” And then Jason jumped off the bed and was in the front seat putting on his shoes, Martin right behind him.
Desmond had to laugh at their antics as he got out of the truck and followed them to the men’s room. As expected the room was empty. Jason and Martin had their cocks out before they reached the urinals and then realized they had a problem.
“Des, I don’t think I’m going to be able to take a piss,” Martin said as he showed him his hard cock.
“Sure you will,” Desmond replied as he took position before an urinal, “you’re just going to have to make it go soft.” He then set his mind on something other than the kids.
“We can always go in the stall and . . . you know, deal with it.” offered Jason.
“Yeah, lets do it Des, it’ll be fun.” Martin said.
Desmond chuckled, “I don’t think so.”
Martin pouted, “why not? I though truckers liked having sex in rest areas.”
“I’m sure they do, but it’s asking for a shit load of troubles. Lets just finish here and go back to the truck, there we don’t have to worry about being walked in on by a cop.” He focused on an image that he knew from experience would turn him off, Ms Ausenbuf, his third grade teacher. He’d always felt she was the kind of woman who shouldn’t exist outside a horror movie.
It took longer for Jason and Martin to manage, but eventually they were back in the truck. Desmond only had time to close the blinds before Jason pulled him to the bed. Desmond found himself on his back with two horny teens straddling him.
“Wait,” Desmond said, “before this goes any further, have either of you done anything like this before?”
“Aww, come on Des,” whined Martin, who was straddling his chest, “you said we’d be able to do what ever we wanted. I’m starting to think you aren’t interested anymore.”
“Oh, he’s interested,” Jason answered, feeling Desmond up through his jeans, “he’s so hard I think he’s going to rip his jeans. No, I’ve never done anything like this. I’ve never even seen a naked guy before.”
“Not even you dad?” Martin asked.
“Specially *not* my dad,” Jason replied.
Martin looked at Desmond. “No, I’ve never had sex with a guy before.”
Desmond nodded as Jason unzipped him. “Holy fuck!” he exclaimed when he saw Desmond’s cock instead of underwear. “How big are you?”
“Eight inch,” Desmond replied as he started working on Martin’s pants.