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***** My Rural Life - Chapter 13: Meet Tiny
I needed a break from all this so I told Todd I was going to take the next week off. Roy had a brother who could help out in my absence and Todd told me I was guaranteed to get my job back once I returned. I fucked Bill that Friday night. There was still an animal lust between us but it had been tempered some by what I could only describe as a genuine affection for the guy. He seemed to reciprocate the same feeling. I stopped by Roy's that Saturday morning to pick him up. I blew him again on the way to Todd's as a sort of farewell for the week. I dropped him off, said my good byes to everyone, hopped in my truck and headed south out of town towards my Uncle Gary's place.
He knew I was coming; I had arranged it all the day before. He said he was home for the weekend but would be out on the road all next week and that I would be welcome to ride along with him if I wanted. I wanted. After all the excitement of the last couple of weeks I was looking forward to some long, boring ass road trips in my Uncle's big rig. I have to admit though, the thought of fucking the big man in the cab of his rig got me hard and leaking every time I thought about it. When I recalled the rim job he gave me, my first and only thus far, my ass hole twitched.
I was about an hour into the trip, he was only a couple hours away from my town, and I needed to piss. I pulled into the next truck stop/gas station for some relief. I headed to the shitter. It was down a long hallway that had a game room, a laundry room and a TV room off of it. At the end it had a men's room on one side and a lady's room on the other. I pushed the men's room door open. This actually led into a small hallway that had shower rooms along one side and a bank of sinks and urinals along the other. At the end was a row of shitter stalls on the same side as the showers. The shower room doors were all open and I could see that once inside there was a small changing area and a shower stall in each. The last shower room was occupied. I could hear the water running and the door was closed. The only handicap stall in the place shared a wall with this shower room. I went into it. I always use the handicap stalls when they're available because I like the extra room. Because they don't get used much, they're usually a bit cleaner as well. I stepped up to the shitter and started pulling my dick out to piss when I noticed a hole in the shared wall with the occupied shower room. It wasn't a giant hole but it was good sized. Now that I noticed it I could hear the shower through the hole too. I bent forward, forgetting my piss need and surveyed what I could see.
The hole went through to the shower room all right. I could easily see the full changing area as the hole was positioned close to the shower stall but in the changing part of the room. The shower curtain wasn't fully closed and there in the shower was one big fucking trucker. He had jet black hair, fur really, as he was as covered from neck to toe as Uncle Gary. He was bald and had a jet black go-t. He could be described as "thick". His thighs, arms, torso; all were just thick and fur covered. He was tall too, probably 6'5" or more. His hands and feet were enormous and so was his meat. It hung over the top of his balls which themselves were huge and low slung. His cock was long enough, even soft, such that the tip of his cock was blow his hanging nuts. He appeared to be finishing up his shower. His black fur matted down in natural patterns that enhanced his physical appearance and gave him a pure manly look.
My cock was hard as a rock watching this man shower. Besides sex and bathroom duties, there is nothing more intimate and private than taking a shower. To be viewing this set my voyeur lust into high gear. I started jacking my cock as I shifted to be on both knees in front of the hole. It seemed whoever put it here knew the perfect height to make it. While I watched, the big brute trucker grabbed his towel and started drying himself. Another intimate act as he dried his crotch and ran the towel through his ass crack. He spent a fair amount of time actually, drying his cock and balls, making sure he got the moisture out of all the nooks and crannies. As he carried on drying himself I got to take in his full features as he turned this way and that, bent over, lifted limbs, etc. After getting mostly dry he stepped into the changing area and was facing the opposite wall from me. I was only inches from the man's hairy ass. I could smell the soap and feel the warmth off his body from the hot shower.
I wanted to reach through the hole and touch him. I wouldn't have been able to get my hand through the hole but I sure wanted to. He continued to move around in front of my lusting eyes. When he bent forward to pull on his boxers I got the perfect view of the man's densely covered hairy ass crack. I thought I could even see a bit of pucker hidden in there and then I shot my load. It hit the wall with force and I shook uncontrollably for a few seconds. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to catch this trucker in such a private, if mundane, situation. He slipped on his boxers, covering his big, hairy ass. Then his t-shirt and then he pulled on his socks, pants, then slipped into his boots. I trembled through my orgasm while I watched the rest of this. When he was done and started packing up his toiletries I stood up, cleaned up and stood over the toilet to piss. After all my bladder was fucking full and it was the reason I was there to begin with. It took a few minutes for my hard on to go down enough that I could finally force a stream. In the meantime I heard the big man next door leave the shower room and heard the sound of his boots against the tile fade as he headed for the exit. I finally did my business and left too. I looked around, trying to be casual; he wasn't in the game room, TV room or laundry so I kept going. A quick glance around the store and the adjoining restaurant didn't reveal the giant trucker either. `Oh well. That's one for jack off material I thought'. Even if I had seen him I'm not sure what I would have done. But he was gone so it was immaterial now. As I got back in my pickup and started back onto the interstate I took notice of the exit number; I was definitely going to stop here again when I had the chance.
I arrived at Uncle Gary's shop, well more like operation. He had built essentially a small trucking terminal. He could store some goods, had room for transferring goods etc. About 4 trucks could be in bay at any given time. The whole place was clean, tidy and well kept. The grounds were maintained and inside was appropriately appointed. It was all very masculine, not sleazy, just brawny. That was the best way to describe it. From the pipe fencing around the grounds to the decorations, it just appeared `masculine'. It was an unforced and very natural feeling. It was Saturday so there was one receptionist on duty. She was cute and sexy in her own way. Very good eye candy for the truckers coming through here. I wondered if she ever got busy with any of them. As she walked away from me down the hall to tell Uncle Gary I was there, I could definitely see why he hired her. I would have loved to tap that pussy and my cock gave a twitch.
Uncle Gary came out of his office and headed my way with a big inviting smile, open arms and happy air about him. Deena, I later found out her name, came back to the front behind him.
"Come in, come in Mark." he said as he reached a small half saloon door built into the counter and urged me through to follow him. We shook hands and he pulled me into him for a big bear hug. The touch and smell of the big man made my cock chub up more so than Deena. I hoped she wouldn't notice. "Come on back here." Uncle Gary urged me towards the hallway towards his office. "How have you been little nephew?"
"Great Uncle Gary. Just thought I would spend some time away from home. You know, take a bit of a breather from the norm." I said. We continued the chit chat as we reached his office, and made ourselves comfortable. He had some leather sofas and we took up sitting there as we talked. We got caught up on all the family gossip, the weather, business, etc. It was about noon so Uncle Gary offered to take me out to lunch. He said he would give me the nickel tour when we got back.
Steak and potatoes can't be wrong for any meal and Uncle Gary took me to the best place for it. We ate well, talked some more and generally had a good time. I was totally relaxed around him, even more so since we had fucked, but there was a definite casual, relaxed feel to our being around one another. This despite of course that the man was over twice my age and a successful businessman and I couldn't even tell you what I wanted to do with my life yet.
We talked about our personal lives after having exhausted the family talk. Despite having been married once, Uncle Gary was a confirmed bachelor. Said the married life had its perks, but in the end he was more of a loner. After the waitress had cleared the plates he sort of leaned in towards me and half whispered. "So, the minute I saw you in the lobby, my ass puckered up. You going to fuck me while you're here visiting your old Uncle?"
"Well," I said conspiratorially, "First, middle aged is not Old and you are definitely not old when it comes to your sex drive. Two, I had hoped I wouldn't have to ask, so three, yeah, I'll fuck you as long as you can take it." My eyes glinted and he smiled a little wicked smile.
"Well, you have no idea what I can take, but your little dinkus is definitely at the top of my must have list." He said smiling at his own joke about my size. My cock grew to full hard and I felt a bit of precum leak out.
"I believe it was my little dinkus that made you beg me for it in the first place." I said playfully, rewriting history a little bit.
He laughed, agreed, slapped his big, meaty palm on my back and said it was time to head back to the office. He told me about the whole operation on the way back and continued as he gave me a tour. He had 6 trucks that he owned plus he contracted with 4 other drivers. They hauled everything from hazmat stuff to steel beams. Whatever the client needed. Two of his personal trucks were configured for specialty hauls. These were used for items that needed to be chartered directly from one place to another, usually on a very tight deadline and they were usually very valuable items. Sometimes they were machine parts, sometimes scientific or other equipment and sometimes military or other government agency transports. He usually did these runs himself and he had another trusted driver with appropriate clearances that could make these kinds of transports as well. Though the trucks were expensive to customize and expensive to operate, the costs of the transports easily made up for it. He said he could make just two specialty runs in a year and he could cover his cost including the other driver's sizable salary. As it was he was getting about one a month.
The `terminal' area, which was behind the office area, was a large open space. It was marked off on the floor in various locations and there were goods stored in these areas. There was a crew of ten lumpers working today; moving freight from one truck to another or to and from one of the storage areas. Generally he said on a given week day he has 10 - 15 lumpers working. There were two trucks backed up to the bays and he said that during the week there is never less than 3 filled at all times.
We walked all the way across the terminal floor and entered a glass door there. Inside were two men relaxing on couches watching TV. This was the driver's lounge. He introduced me to the two truckers. They were both contract drivers that came through here only on occasion. I looked around the place. While it wasn't as nicely appointed as the front offices it was clearly nicer than any truck stop he had ever been in, and it was functional. There was a small kitchen area with a long dining table to the right of the door we just entered. The whole space was open and bright. The hallway continued straight ahead of us. He showed me a sleeping room that had sturdy bunk beds, about six beds in all, in it. Across from that was an area with a couple of computers and tables and phones. Further down the hall on the same side as the bunk room was the bathroom. It had three shower stalls, sinks, urinals and shitters. There was also a small sauna and steam room that were accessible from inside the bathroom. They were small, but each could hold 7-8 people at a time. The bathroom could also be accessed from the bunk room via a shared door I noticed. Across from that room was a door that simply said employees only. He explained that that was the cleaning closet and other misc items. There was an exit that led out back. We stepped out and there was a good sized yard with well-kept green grass, shade trees, some picnic tables a smoking area, some outdoor exercise equipment and in one corner, a big hot tub. It was all surrounded by a high privacy fence.
I complimented him on the whole setup. He said his drivers and those that came through here all enjoyed it very much. It was clear he took pride in his business and really took care of his drivers. He said it was the least he could do since they spent so much time away from their families and at dirty, dingy truck stops. He could provide all the amenities of truck stop except filling up with diesel and he was working on getting his permits for that right now.
We heard a truck horn and Uncle Gary said the last truck of the day had just arrived. It was one of his drivers and as soon as he was unloaded, and these other two trucks completed their loading, we would be done for the day. "Come on," He said and headed back into the lounge from the rec area, "I'll introduce you to Tiny." I followed my uncle back through the driver's lounge. One of the truckers was gone and the other was dozing watching NASCAR. As we exited into the terminal, Tiny was handing a clip board to one of the lumpers and giving him some final instructions. Tiny, was anything but. As we approached the man I had a twinge of recognition in my brain and big twitch in my crotch. There was the big bald giant from the truck stop shower room. Uncle Gary was grinning from ear to ear as he reached the man and shook his hand. My uncle was not a small man but next to Tiny he was the one that seemed tiny. They were perfect contrasts too; my uncle was big thick and red headed with a full head of hair and beard. Tiny was a giant, tall and thick with a dark complexion with that jet black hair everywhere but his head. I stepped up and put out my hand, "I'm Mark sir, nice to meet you." I said a bit nervously. I had just seen this man naked not 3 hours ago and here he was, one of my Uncle's employees. "I'm Tiny. Nice to meet you Mark." He said. His voice was a deep bass; low and thick and sort of shook my chest from the inside out it seemed. My dick was now rock hard in my wranglers and it was surely leaking copious amounts of precum. When I pulled my hand back I actually smelled the familiar faint scent of the soap he used back at the showers.
They exchanged pleasantries and then started talking business as we headed towards the offices. Tiny explained that he had some time to kill so he had stopped to clean up at the rest stop back up the interstate, then headed over to his drop/pickup point across town and then back here to transfer the freight to be ready for shipping on Monday. They filed paperwork and such and then Uncle Gary asked Tiny to close up while he and I headed out to get me settled in for the week. Tiny agreed.
I just watched the two men work; amazed at how they both filled up the office space with their physical size. I couldn't decide if I should tell Uncle Gary that I saw one of his workers naked, but I'm sure he would be interested in the cock on that man. Maybe I would mention it. My mind started racing to figure how I might catch this man in another compromising position. I was uncomfortable sitting there trying to massage and hide my hard on although neither of them really took notice of me while they were working.
Once the details of the rest of the day were arranged, we headed out the door. Deena left at 2 when the front office closed so we finished locking all that up. I hoped into my truck and followed Uncle Gary in his Silverado 3500 out to his ranch. He had 40 acres outside of town. It had a private lake and it was secluded. There were no houses around for miles. He kept a few cows and a couple of horses but that was about the extent of his "ranch". He just liked to call it that for shits. I had been to his place a few times before for family visits or the occasionally party, but I would definitely get lost trying to find it myself. We were greeted by his dogs and we headed into the ranch-style, rustic house.
After getting all my things into the guest bedroom he turned to me and said, "Well give up that dick nephew, my ass has been twitchin' all fucking day!" He said smiling as he started unbuttoning his jeans and kicking off his ropers. I didn't need any more encouragement than that. He lay across the bed on his back and pulled his knees up exposing his man hole. The red hairs around his hole were dark and matted with sweat and it seemed to pulse in anticipation of my entry. There was something exciting about an older man, as macho as my Uncle, submitting his ass in such a way to me. It drove my lust meter off the charts. I didn't even take time to wet my willy, I just stepped up, spread the precum around his still twitching hole and started putting pressure on it.
"Fuck yeah Mark. Take my fucking ass. Let me feel that big dick in me." He said through bated breath. And I did give it to him. I started pressing harder and shortly his experienced hole granted me access. I started with short staccato strokes and then as he loosened up I started pounding his hole harder and longer. It felt so good. We were going on like this for a while. We changed positions every time he sensed I was about to blow. I took him on the floor on all fours, on the bed with both legs over my shoulders, and even him lying on his side and me fucking into him sideways. That was a fucking turn on. Eventually we made it back to him on his back and me standing at the bedside fucking his exposed ass. I then had an idea and bent down and started licking the head of his long, fat engorged cock. I couldn't get much further down than the crown because of the position and my fucking rhythm but it definitely made me harder and him moan louder. I was bent over him in this way, still fucking and sucking myself silly, when I was startled to feel hands on my ass. My ass crack was already opened up a bit from the position I was in and whoever it was spread me fully open and then started rimming my sweaty hole. It felt so good and wonderful that I didn't dare break the rhythm or the position, even to see who it was. It didn't take too many swipes around my hole with what was obviously an experienced tongue to start my orgasm. I started shooting into Uncle Gary and when he felt this, it sent him over the top as well. I started swallowing his copious load as it flowed out of his fuck stick. Whoever was behind me was still working my ass with their tongue as I shook through the tremors of my orgasm. I finally rose up off of Uncle Gary's dick, letting it slap back against his stomach. I was still shaking from blowing my load and I took a glance back to see who was working my ass so expertly. It was fucking Tiny! He has down in a sort of strange position due to his enormous size but it was definitely the big giant trucker that was eating me out on the backside. My cock surged again at the sight and realization and I started bucking into Uncle Gary's ass again. It didn't take but a few thrusts and I was shooting again up his shitter. He was moaning, I wanted to cry from the great feelings in my ass and my dick and Tiny started moaning as well, feeling my ass ring clamp around his tongue. The vibration of that man's moans came through his tongue and lips, right up my sphincter and to my dick causing it to jerk again. What a sensation! I finally collapsed onto my uncle's still hard dick and chest. We were sweating profusely and there was the smell of sweat, sex and ass all through the room. From behind me Tiny stood up releasing my ass and asked in that low bass voice with a slight country drawl, "You mind if I have a go at Gary's ass now Mark?" I shook myself to recognition of what he was asking and why and realized that I was still buried up there and in his way. So, I slide my cock out of Uncle Gary's red, angry asshole and sort of slide off his chest to one side. Tiny put his hands behind Uncle Gary's knees and pushed them up and over his chest. I had to watch and was mesmerized by the size of that man's cock while hard. I mean it was a monster when soft but now it was unreal. It was long and stiff and veiny without a single curve or blemish. It was the perfect cock. He moved his hips to rest the head of the thing at Uncle Gary's shitter and just plunged it in in a slow, steady thrust. Uncle Gary moaned and whimpered and then started growling as Tiny was nearing completion of his docking with his ass. Uncle Gary had a wild look in his eyes; one that said he was fully in lust. It was animalistic and raw. The pheromone level in the small room had risen and even my spent dick started to respond again.
This giant of a man was as graceful in his fucking as he was big. It seemed effortless but clearly he was enjoying it. After a few minutes he started to fuck faster and more urgently. His breathing was shallower and Uncle Gary seemed to be matching him in excitement. I lay there watching all this and decided I wanted to be a part of it. I leaned over and started sucking Uncle Gary. He was way bigger than Roy and I couldn't get it all in my mouth even at this easier angle but it was enough pleasure to send him over the edge for his second cum in 20 minutes. This caused Tiny to blow as well. With each deep stroke he went deeper and deeper and each time Uncle Gary moaned loader at the intrusion. The dick was so big it seemed to be pulling Uncle Gary inside out with each back stroke. After about 4 tremors Tiny pulled his cock out and aimed it at my face where I was still nursing Uncle Gary's hard cock. He had one blast left and it hit me right on the cheek. I moaned my lust and appreciation and then scooped it up and ate it, tasting the difference in him and Uncle Gary. Tiny then pushed his hips forward so that his still hard cock was resting next to Uncle Gary's, right next to my mouth. So I did what I know Sheriff Holace Manning would do and I started cleaning them both off. I couldn't even get a quarter of Tiny's big dick in my gob so I resorted to hands and lips and sliding up and down. He seemed to genuinely enjoy the feeling.
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