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ONE SMART TRUCKER
Joe and Freddie sat in the truck stop coffee shop. Both were experienced truck drivers who've known each other for a long time.
Joe was the younger, in his early thirties, and in much better physical shape too. He was a good-looking and very masculine, with dark curly hair and piercing blue eyes. His body was trim but well muscled, and he looked the epitome of macho in his plaid shirt and snug fitting 501's.
Freddie was attractive but heavier, similarly dressed but without the same effect, mainly because of the slight beer-gut protruding out over his lap. Freddie stared as a tall, thin young driver walked into the coffee shop, nodded to Joe, then took a seat at the far end of the counter.
"Wow," Freddie said quietly, "What a sexy dude. He's showing a helluva basket too."
"Uh-huh. It's real," Joe answered shortly, "He's hot stuff once you get him going."
"You mean you know him?" Freddie asked some incredulously.
"Sure," Joe said, "We got it on when we drove together for a few months a couple of years ago. That's how I know he's hot stuff."
"Dammit," Freddie said, shaking his head, "I don't understand how you do it. How come you're so successful in bringing guys out when they drive with you."
"It's simple," Joe said, "I give them what they want until they're willing to do what I want." Freddie looked very thoughtful as he tried to follow.
"Come on, Joe," Freddie said, "Explain it to me. Fill in the details, please."
Joe grew very thoughtful for a minute or so, and then he spoke quietly.
"Okay, I will. But tell you what," he said, "I'm not gonna drive any further tonight. There's a bar just down the way. Let's walk over and have a few beers and I'll tell you how my plan works."
Freddie agreed quickly, and they walked the block or so to the bar. Once they each had a beer and were seated in a quiet corner, Joe started to explain.
"Here's how it works," Joe started, "It's not really complicated, but you do need to be careful."
"I'm all ears," Freddie replied.
"Okay," Joe went on, "When I start driving with a guy who I think is hot and good-looking, I try to get a good conversation going as we drive. Hell, we talk about anything. Then, depending on how I think it's going, either late the first day or during the second day of a trip, I comment on how horny I get driving a big rig."
"I'll go along with that," Freddie said, "I'm always hornier than hell when I'm driving."
"Right." Joe agreed, "So when I get the guy thinking about being horny, I tell him that to me a blow job is the best relief I've ever found."
"You just tell them like that?" Freddie asked, "Aren't you afraid they'll beat the crap out of you or something."
"You're getting ahead of yourself," Joe answered with a chuckle, "I don't tell them I do anything. I just say that for me, getting sucked solves the problem." Freddie nodded.
"Then, once the guy's thinking about it," Joe went on, "You can be sure he'll really be horny by the next night."
"Yeah, the old power of suggestion, huh?" Freddie nodded, "Then what?"
"Well," Joe said quietly, "That night I always arrange for us to layover at a rest area somewhere, rather than at a truck stop."
"Why?" Freddie asked.
"Simple," Joe said, "That way, I know we'll be alone. Anyway, when we're ready to go to sleep, I offer to let the guy have the sleeper. After he climbs into it and gets settled, I start talking again about feeling horny and how good a blow job would feel. You follow me?"
"Yeah," Freddie said, "I think so." Joe nodded and went on.
"If everything's going right, he'll admit he's feeling horny too. I let him wait a few minutes, while I figure he's probably stroking his cock. Then I take pity on him and offer to suck his dick for him."
"Just like that? I mean, you admit that you suck?" Freddie asked.
"I tell him I've done it a few times to help out a buddy," Joe said. "Always adding that the guy had sucked mine too." Freddie waited intently for Joe to continue.
"But," Joe cautioned, "I always say 'you don't have to do it to me. I'm okay for tonight.' That makes them feel better, knowing they don't have to put out."
"Do most guys accept your offer?" Freddie asked.
"Most of them do," Joe said quietly, "There have been a couple who said no, but very few. The whole point is that by that time, the guy's hotter than hell to get his dick sucked."
"So you just suck him? Nobody calls you a queer or gets nasty?" Freddie asked.
"Nope," Joe said, "Because I've already said it's just to help a guy out. They want to believe it, so they do."
"That's amazing," Freddie said.
"Then I make sure I give him a really good blow job, and that he really pops his nuts," Joe went on. "That's the easy part, especially if the guy's got a real nice rod. Hell, I love sucking hot cock, especially the young ones. They're always horny and most of them shoot a big wad too."
"Well, I'll be damned," Freddie said, "But how do you get him to do you?"
"That's a little more tricky," Joe said, "And you have to kind of play it by ear, depending on the guy. Some guys just say, 'Hell buddy, I'll suck yours too,' right away, and then we're set." He paused for a moment.
"You remember that sexy stud back at the coffee shop?" Joe asked and Freddie nodded, "Well, we were deep-throating each other's dicks within five minutes after I first mentioned a blow job. I told you he's hot stuff, and he's carrying a heavy piece of cock, too."
"Wow," Freddie said, unconsciously licking his lips.
"But other times," Joe continued, "I wait a few days, until I sense that the guy's feeling horny again. Most guys will find a way to let you know, either by showing a hard-on or stroking it through their jeans. You just have to watch for the signs."
"Then what?" Freddie asked.
"Well," Joe answered, "If he doesn't bring it up, I admit to noticing how he's acting. Then I offer to suck him again, if he sucks mine. Most guys are horny enough by then that they'll suck mine just so I'll suck theirs again."
"I see what you mean," Freddie said.
"I admit, though, with some guys it takes longer," Joe said,
"What do you mean?" Freddie asked.
"Well, some guys just resist longer than others, or they're dead set against sucking."
"What do you do then?" Freddie asked.
"If I really want the guy," Joe admitted, "I'll go ahead and suck him a few more times until I think he's hooked. Then I just refuse to touch his cock again unless he agrees to suck mine."
"I get it," Freddie said, "Once you've got him hooked on your mouth action, the guy gets hot enough to put out."
"Right," Joe said, "But you've gotta be flexible too. I mean, some guy's won't ever suck a cock, but they'll gladly let you fuck their ass. I've plugged a lot of hot trucker butt that way, and I never complained about that action."
"Whew, I remember that one time you got that big dick of yours up my ass," Freddie said with a grin, "Damn you're good, and I was still feeling it days later. But tell me Joe, does everybody give in one way or another?" he asked.
"No," Joe admitted, "There have been a few guys who never come around. I just figure the hell with 'em." He leaned back, smiling at his friend's reaction.
"Well you've got me convinced," Freddie said thoughtfully after several minutes. "I'm gonna try your routine and see what happens."
"Trust me," Joe said, "If you do it right, it really works. But you've gotta be patient and know just when to make your move. You can't rush it."
"Besides," he went on, "even if you don't get it on with the guy, sometimes it can lead to some action anyway."
"What do you mean?" Freddie asked.
"Well, for example," Joe answered, "I'd been driving with this guy for a couple of weeks and though he let me blow him once, he said it just wasn't his scene. But then one day we drove through his home town. We put in for an overnight so he could see his family, but before he left he called a buddy of his and both he and another guy came over to the motel and the three of us partied all night."
"God damn," Freddie whispered, "You get all the goddamn luck."
"You see he understood what I liked even if he didn't get into it himself." They sat quietly for several minutes, both deep in thought.
"What's the longest you ever went before the guy gave in?" Freddie asked.
"There was only one case where I went longer than a couple of weeks, but that was a special case," Joe said, his voice trailing off. That stirred Freddie's curiosity right away.
"Tell me about it, Joe," he pleaded, sensing a good story. "Tell me about that guy."
Joe sat quietly remembering for several minutes before he spoke again.
"Okay," he said finally, "I met the guy named Randy out East about a year and a half ago. Come to think of it, he looked pretty randy too. He was a great-looking dude, in his early twenties, very masculine, with brown hair and big, brown eyes. He was showing a big bulge in his jeans and I was hot to get him into the sack right from the first minute." Freddie nodded encouragingly.
"He told me he was looking for some work driving," Joe went on, "And at the time, I was looking for a new partner. He looked a little young to me, but as we were sitting in the coffee shop talking, a guy came in looking for a truck and driver to make a run out West.
"I grabbed the job, but to meet the driving time, I knew I needed a partner. It seemed like a great chance to find out about the kid, so I asked Randy if he'd like to make the run. I was sure he could arrange for a trip back once the run was done, even if we didn't get along.
"He agreed and the deal was set. We picked up the load and headed out. We were driving through Pennsylvania when I started my pitch about getting horny from driving a truck. He agreed that it probably affected everyone that way, but got very silent when I mentioned a blow job.
"By the next afternoon, I was seeing an even bigger bulge in his jeans and, as I said, it looked plenty big to start with. We were ready for a rest stop so I pulled into a rest area and we both used the john and stretched our legs. He didn't let me see his cock, but as we were walking back to the truck, I mentioned again about getting horny and he agreed he was feeling that way himself.
"As we started to climb back into the truck, I made my offer. 'You don't have to suck mine, but I can appreciate it when a guy needs a little help. What do you say?' I asked.
" 'That's great, if you don't mind doing it,' he said, 'But I'm not sucking any cock.'
"I agreed and we both climbed back in the sleeper. He pulled his jeans off and laid down on the bed, his shorts really white against his tanned body. He had a really sexy body, with all the right bulges, and I was excited as hell."
" 'I should warn you,' he said, 'I'm hung pretty big.'
"I couldn't help smiling to myself," Joe added with a broad grin, and Freddie nodded.
" 'Well whip it out, stud,' I said, and he did. I couldn't believe my luck. His cock was a real beauty, and as I stroked it, the damn thing just grew bigger and bigger. When it was fully hard, it was at least eight and a half inches long or so, and one of the most perfect cocks I've ever seen. It made me feel my seven and a half-incher was tiny, though it's almost as thick.
"Ain't nothin' tiny about that fat rod of yours. At least, not that I recall." Freddie said with a smile.
"Well," Joe went on, "I told him that he had about the biggest cock I'd ever seen, but I'd do the best I could. I was really hot to suck his cock by then, and I think I gave him about the best blow job I've ever done. When I finally managed to deep-throat that big cock of his, he gave out quite a holler.
" 'God damn,' he shouted, 'What a hot fuckin' mouth, buddy.'
"And when he came, he didn't just shoot like most guys. His cock throbbed. I mean it really throbbed, and then pumped out the biggest load of cum I've ever sucked out of any guy. He just kept shooting his wad down my throat, and hell, I almost choked before I could get it all. Man, I wanted to eat every drop of his delicious jizz.
"And all the time, he just laid there purring like a kitten. I kept on sucking his cock softly after he came and, in a few minutes, he warned me.
" 'If you don't stop, I'll pop off again,' he whispered.
" 'Okay, do it,' I said, and started sucking him harder and faster again. God, his dick was beautiful and I was really getting off sucking it. It didn't take long and pretty soon he was unloading another big wad down my throat."
"Wow," Freddie said unconsciously rubbing his crotch, "That's really hot."
"Well, I'll tell you," Joe said, "that stud was one of the hottest guys I'd ever come across. His cock was nothing short of magnificent. When he finally sat up and pulled on his shorts, he told me he'd never had a blow job that good. I said I hadn't done it very often, but I could tell he needed some relief.
"Before we set off, I told him I had to use the john again. When I walked in the can and found a willing guy hanging around, I fucked his mouth like crazy and emptied my nuts down his throat. I just had to get off, thinking about that guy out in my truck with his big, beautiful cock.
"Well, we made that trip in good time, and Randy was really fun to drive with. When I made a pitch about being horny a few days later, his answer was still the same. 'It's great if you don't mind sucking me, but I'm not sucking any cock.'
"Okay," Joe went on, "I told myself that I'd just wait him out. I figured he was bound to get curious after a while. So I sucked him again, and then did it again the next night when we got into Seattle and spent the night in a motel."
Joe stopped and quickly licked his lips.
"I'll tell you," he said, "I was so turned on by him, I didn't even care if he didn't suck mine. All I could think of was his big cock."
"So, what happened then?" Freddie prompted him.
"Well, we picked up a return trip back East, and it was the same action on the way back. I sucked his cock whenever he wanted, and he never seemed to tire of getting sucked. Every time he came, it was wild.
"For me, having that beautiful cock in my mouth was all that mattered. If I didn't find a guy who'd suck mine along the way, I didn't even mind just beatin' off after he came. " Joe stopped to drink his beer.
"So did you ever get him to take yours?" Freddie asked.
"Hold on," Joe said, holding up his hand, "I'm telling this story." He took another swig of beer.
"We drove together for almost a month and it was a really wild time. His cock kept me entertained on the one hand, and I managed to get my own nuts off enough that I was okay there too.
"One day, when we ended up again out East, he told me he wouldn't be driving for awhile, because he was going home to see his wife."
"Really?" Freddie asked, "Well, how about that."
"Right," Joe went on, "Hell, I never even knew he had a wife, and it really surprised me. So off he goes, and I set up several trips for myself, but we promised to meet up a couple of weeks later."
"And he'd never sucked yours during all that time, huh?" Freddie asked.
"Nope," Joe said, "But I didn't really care. I figured I'd just keep on doing him for trade, because he was such a hot dude and really excited me."
"I find it hard to think of a stud like you doin' trade," Freddie said. Joe laughed.
"Anyway, one day, I checked in with the message center and found that he'd left word saying where and when we could meet up again. It worked out just about perfectly with my schedule so I left a message agreeing to meet him.
"He'd picked a nice motel just outside of Albany, and I dropped a load nearby on a deadhead. I checked in when I got to the motel, finding that he'd made a reservation, and waited for him in the room. He arrived with two suitcases, which struck me as odd, and quickly stowed them in the closet. I was talking away like mad, telling him what runs I'd had and where I'd gone, and so forth. He hardly said a word. He just nodded in response to me talking.
"Finally he got his stuff stowed and walked toward where I was sitting.
" 'You ready for some action, trucker buddy?' he asked. I figured he wanted his cock sucked, and I was sure horny to get that big cock back in my mouth.
" 'Sure,' I answered as he neared me. I started to reach for his fly but he pulled me up by my arms instead and, wrapping his arms around me, he pulled my body next to his.
" 'This is the right way to start, buddy,' he said. He parted his lips and flat out kissed me. It was wild. He drove his tongue deep in my mouth, and I couldn't believe how he was kissing. He'd never done anything like that before, but soon he led me over onto the bed, and then we were really going at it, kissing and feeling each other all over.
"I tried to reach for his crotch but he kept moving just out of my reach. He had a handful of mine and pretty soon he managed to get my pants opened. He pulled them and my shorts down to my ankles and, then grabbed my cock which bounced up from my shorts. It was rock hard from all the kissing and stood up to its full seven and a half inches.
" 'I've been waiting a long time to do this,' he said. I was in shock as he gulped more than half my cock into his mouth and began really sucking it. I tried to reach his cock, but he slid down on the bed to keep me away from it.
" 'Lie still,' he said, grabbing a handful of my nuts as my dick aimed straight for his mouth, 'You can have that later. Lay back and let me show you what I can do with this nice, big tube steak of yours first. I really want it, Joe.'
"He wrapped his tongue around the head of my dick and sucked up and down the shaft, moaning gently as he sucked on my meat. I was surprised by how well he sucked, taking almost the full length of my cock into his mouth with every stroke, and it was getting me hotter than hell.
" 'I'm gonna come if you don't stop,' I warned him, but that seemed to get him even hotter.
" 'Don't hold back, stud," he said, stroking my cock with his hand as he talked, "Feed me a sweet load of hot stuff out of these big balls."
"Then he started sucking my cock all the way down to my balls repeatedly, all the time working his jaw and mouth muscles against my cock. It was about the best blow job I've ever had, and I mean it."
"No kidding," Freddie said, "That's wild." Joe nodded and went on.
"I was soon right at the edge and when he started squeezing my balls, my cock shot off. I pumped what felt like a gusher of hot cum into his mouth, but he just moaned loudly and kept sucking, swallowing every drop. He kept on until he got it all, then just kept nursing my dick. I mean, it was wild.
"He sat back on his heels, still fully dressed, and licked his lips.
" 'Ahh!" he said quietly, "I knew you'd have a big load for me. You've got a great cock there, Joe."
" 'What gives?' I cried, 'Here you drive me crazy for a month, then it's a complete switch. For a guy who said he doesn't suck, you sure learned fast.'
" 'I never said I didn't suck. I meant I wasn't gonna suck any cock then.'
" 'I didn't hear the 'then', but I still don't understand,' I told him, but he just shrugged his shoulders and said, 'I'll tell you later.'
"He went in to the bathroom for several minutes, then came back.
" 'You all worn out?' he asked, "Or have you got another hot load for me in those big balls?"
""Hell yes,' I answered, "I'm ready for whatever you've got in mind."
He stripped off his clothes and I opened the bed. His big rod was really hard, and it bounced in a rather ungainly way as he walked. He climbed into bed with me and we started kissing all over again, really going crazy. My cock was already growing hard again, and when I moved to suck his cock, he stopped me.
" 'You know what I need, don't you?' he asked, grabbing my cock again.
"What?" I asked.
" 'I need to feel you pounding your fat cock up my ass,' he said quietly.
" 'What? You mean it?' I asked, very surprised. 'That's wild, Randy.'
" 'Well, let's go, man. I'm ready whenever you are,' he said.
" 'Kiss me again,' I said, drawing him up on top of me. Feeling his sexy body against me just about drove me crazy.
" 'My God,' I whispered, 'You're fantastic.' We went on kissing intensely, which he more than returned in kind. "My cock was stiffer than hell in no time and after five minutes or so he pulled his face away from mine."
" 'I need your cock, man,' he said, almost pleading, 'You've had my asshole itching for a hell of a long time.' He quickly got some lotion from his dopp kit, spread some all over my cock and then carried some to his ass.
" 'Come on, stud,' he whispered, 'Put that big cock in me where it belongs.' He laid down on his back and spread his legs apart as he pulled up his knees.
" 'Oh yeah,' I whispered, as I moved my cock to his opening and pushed the first inch or so into his hot hole. His ass was incredibly tight and hot, and I stopped when he gasped quietly.
" 'Just take it easy until I get used to it," he whispered with a grin, 'After that, let me have your best shot, trucker stud.'
"I started fucking his ass slowly, giving him a little more of my stiff meat with each stroke, watching his expression carefully. It took awhile, but finally I was pistoning all seven and a half inches into his fiery asshole.
"He didn't say anything until my cock was fully buried in him, but just kept his gaze fixed on me the whole time. When my balls smashed against his ass and my cock was all the way up his chute, he grinned again."
" 'I'm yours now, Joe,' he groaned, 'Your cock's all in me now, isn't it?'
"Yeah, you've got it all," I whispered, "And your ass feels so damn good.'
" 'Okay, now fuck me, man,' he cried softly, 'Fuck me with that fat truckdriving cock.'
" 'Oh, yeah, Randy,' I said, 'I'll make your hot ass feel good.' Quickening the pace, I plunged my cock into him hard and fast, driving every inch into him with each stroke.
" 'Oh God yes,' he cried, 'Fuck me like that. I need it, man. Pound that big rod into me!' I glanced down and saw a wild passion in his eyes.
"He had me hotter than hell, and I fucked him for over fifteen minutes, his tight ass driving me wild as he moved back to meet my cock repeatedly.
"Randy moaned repeatedly as he took my cock, and I was really on a fast track.
" 'Oh shit, Joe,' he cried in delight, 'That feels so damn good. I needed my man fuckin' my ass like that.'
"Between what he said and the way he was fucking back on my dick, I was getting hotter and hotter, and I knew I was very close to coming.
" 'Keep fuckin' my ass, stud!' he cried, 'It needs your hot fucking bad! That ass is yours, man!'
"I was getting really close fucking him at that pace, but I could only slow it down by reducing his pleasure, which I didn't want to do. Instead, I kept on plugging his pulsating hole until there was no turning back.
" 'I'm gonna come!' I shouted, 'I can't help it! You're driving me wild.'
" 'Oh yeah, keep fuckin' my ass, man!' he shouted, 'Come on, I want to feel your big cock shootin' off in me!'
I looked into his handsome, intense face, and then I was over the edge. I drove my cock all the way into him and stopped, then felt it begin its volcanic eruption.
"Take it...I'm gonna fill your hot ass with this load," I cried. His eyes grew even wider as I blasted my wad up his butt, and he grabbed his cock and started beating it hard and fast.
" 'Oh yeah,' he cried, 'Oh God yes...now I'm all yours, man! All yours.'
My whole body was trembling as my cock kept unloading deep in him, and I was shaking as my climax finally ended.
" 'Oh yeah, oh yeah... God, how I needed you dickin' my ass.' Randy whispered repeatedly as he beat his cock furiously. He clenched the muscles of his ass around my cock tightly and groaned loudly as he beat off.
" 'I'm gonna come too,' he shouted as his cock erupted, the first big shot of cum striking almost up to his neck. I tried to bend down to suck on his cock but he kept his throbbing cock away from me as he continued beating it.
"Oh yeah...my man...my man," he cried loudly as he squeezed my cock, still way up in his ass. I held his legs tightly and watched as that awesome cock of his shot a major load of cum all over him.
"When he let go of his cock, I grabbed it, bending over to suck the head into my mouth.
" 'Oh yeah, suck it. God, nobody's ever sucked my cock like you do, Joe. It feels so fucking good.'
"I sucked the last of his load from his still throbbing cock, then leaned forward and licked up every drop that I could reach. He moaned quietly as my tongue cleaned his chest and stomach. When I lowered his legs, he sighed and whispered to me.
" 'Oh God, Joe,' he cried, 'The way you make me feel is fantastic.'
"You too, Randy,' I said, lying down on top of him, 'You're wonderful.'
"As my cock slipped from his ass, we both groaned, but I couldn't help it.
" 'Oh God, Joe,' he murmured, 'I've wanted you so bad. I wanted you to fuck my mouth and my ass just like that...it was just the way I'd dreamed it would be. You're my man, aren't you?'
"Uh-huh," I mumbled, very busy kissing and holding him. I couldn't get enough of him.
" 'Hell, Randy, I want whatever you want,' I whispered to him as we laid there locked together. He nodded and smiled and we kissed again.
"When we were breathing normally again, I pleaded for an explanation.
" 'What gives?' I asked, 'You drive me crazy for a month being so standoffish and now this.'
" 'I guess I should say I'm sorry,' he said smiling, and went on to explain.
"He'd left college to marry a girl who claimed he'd gotten her pregnant. He admitted it could have been, so he went ahead and did what he thought was right.
"He still had a year to go at college, but he had no money, so he went to work at some desk job to support them. He said things weren't going very well at home, and then it turned out that she wasn't pregnant anyway or she miscarried or something.
"He said he felt his life had been really screwed up, so he decided he'd try getting work as a driver, which would take him away from home. He'd had some gay experiences himself, and of course he'd heard there was some gay action among drivers.
"He'd promised himself that he wouldn't be unfaithful to his wife, even though they'd never had sex since they'd married, because his wife feared it would hurt the baby. That's why he wouldn't ever do anything to me. He said he didn't figure getting his dick sucked was really being unfaithful.
"After the month or so we spent together, he knew for sure he was gay, and decided that he needed to get his life cleared up. He went home to his wife, and found she was just as unhappy as he was. They agreed they would file for an annulment and call it quits. That done, he was set on returning to driving."
" 'The reason I decided to go home,' he said, 'Was I was getting frustrated as hell. I loved the way you sucked my cock, but it got to the point where that wasn't enough for me.'
"When I asked what he meant," Joe said, "It was like the floodgates opening."
" 'All those things I said before," Randy said, 'I wanted you, man. I needed to suck your cock and eat your cum so I could satisfy you like you did me. I needed to feel you fucking my ass and pounding your big cock into me. I wanted to be more than just a guy you sucked off. I want to be your man and you to be mine.'
"I couldn't help but smile at the way he talked," Joe said, "But Randy wasn't smiling."
" 'Wait a minute,' he said, "When I say you're my man, Joe, I mean I love you. Hell, I hated my life before I met you. I didn't care about anything or anybody. From now on, I want to spend every minute with you, if you'll let me.'
"Well, that's the story." Joe sat back in his chair, one hand resting lightly on his lap.
"Wow, what a story," Freddie said, "He really sounds like a wild dude. He dug the whole scene, huh?"
"You've got that right," Joe answered, "That first week we hardly put any miles on the old rig. We stopped every chance we could to suck or fuck, and we did it all, I'll tell you. That lad knows tricks I never even heard of, and the first time that big sausage of his shot off up my ass, I thought I'd gone to Heaven and I...." He suddenly was embarrassed in his intimate reverie and grew silent again.
"Just one thing I don't understand, Joe," Freddie asked, "If this guy's that good, why isn't he driving with you now?"
"Simple," Joe said, "Randy's special. He's got a good mind, and there was no way I was gonna let him waste his brains driving a damn rig. I sent him back to college, and he's gonna finish next month. We get together whenever he's on vacation, and you can believe that it gets real lonely in between."
"Oh, I see," Freddie said, shaking his head as Joe went on.
"Once he gets a job, I'm gonna sell the rig and find some local job, maybe driving or maybe something else. I love this guy and want to make my life with him, and he feels that way too."
"You're gonna quit driving?" Freddie asked, "I can't believe a guy like you giving it up like that." Joe smiled broadly and rather contentedly.
"It's called love, Freddie" Joe said quietly, "Now that I've found Randy, he's what really matters. He's the only partner I want in my life from now on, and I'd do anything to be with him."
"Wow," Freddie said, "That's some story. You're really something, Joe." He looked at the guy in a whole new way.
"Well, I am to Randy, and that's what counts," Joe said, "Look, Freddie, you don't know what you're missing, just slutting around like you do. "
"That's fine for you, Joe," Freddie replied, "You're a good-looking stud, and you're smart too."
"Quit kidding yourself, Freddie," Joe said, "You're every bit as smart as I am, and there's nothing wrong with your looks either. Get rid of that beer gut, and you'll look a lot better too. Besides, now that I've told you my secret technique, there's no reason you can't get all the action you want."
"Yeah," Freddie said. "That sounds real good to me."
"I can tell you, though," Joe continued, "no matter how much action you get, it's never gonna be as good as really loving a guy." Both guys grew quiet for several minutes.
"I wouldn't mind finding a steady partner," Freddie finally said quietly, "I admit that I've thought a lot about that, Joe, but I'm kinda set in my ways."
"Well, it's all up to you," Joe countered. "As I remember, you give damn good head yourself, and there's sure nothing wrong with that hot ass of yours. Just go out there and find one of those horny drivers for yourself, but don't run away if you happen to find the right guy."
Freddie laughed, finished his beer and said he thought he'd do just that. He looked at Joe questioningly as they walked back to their trucks, but then shrugged as he realized Joe's mind was full of somebody else.
As they neared their trucks, Freddie noticed a light go on and off in a sleeper cab of a hot-looking young driver he'd been cruising earlier, and he turned quickly to head for it.
"Here goes," Freddie whispered as he walked away. Joe waved him off, then swung up into the cab of his truck and went quietly to bed, trying to ignore the way his cock was throbbing as he thought about his own very special guy.