Truck Punk

TRUCK PUNK Part II: ON THE ROAD

It was almost unbelievable; there I was, riding in my Father's truck on a run to California. My Dad was behind the wheel, dressed in his tight jeans and a wife-beater tee shirt, and I was beside him, naked and smeared in my own sperm. Like I said: unbelievable.

"Okay, Buddy," Dad said, "let's play another game. I'll bet I can get your cock hard again, within five minutes, without either of us touching it, okay?"

"Come on, Dad, how are you going to get me hard without touching my cock, especially after I just shot my wad?" I asked.

"Easy enough Buddy. First I'm going to take my cock out of my pants." Saying this Dad unzipped his pants and reached inside and pulled out both his penis and his balls so I could see them. His cock was not exactly hard, but kind of plumped up and wet with leaking pre-cum. It looked beautiful and sexy. "What do you think of it son?"

"Gosh, Dad," I answered, "it's beautiful, and it's huge, you're way bigger than me. Can I touch it?"

"Not yet, Buddy, soon though, and if you think it's big now, wait till I'm hard. It get's a lot bigger. You know Buddy, right now I got to take a piss." Dad paused and I just kept staring at the cock that had made me. "Yeah, I got to pee so bad I can almost taste it. What do you think about that Buddy?"

I hesitated for a moment or two, and then looking up at my Dad, I said, "You said a lot of punks drink their trucker's pee, Dad."

"That's right, Buddy. Most punks go down on their driver, take their man's cock right in their mouths, and let him piss in them. They swallow it all, drinking the entire load of hot piss."

"That sounds so nasty, Daddy," I said. "Doesn't that make them sick?"

"No, Buddy, a man's piss is sterile, it's safe to drink, and it's really hot to take a full load of piss from a man's cock. It's like having him cum in your mouth, but it goes on for a long time, not just a few seconds like when your man shoots his sperm in you. One of the advantages of having a truck punk is you don't have to pull over to take a piss. You got your own toilet sitting in the cab right beside you."

"What about when the punk has to pee, Dad?"

"Well some of the punk boys drink their own pee, too, Buddy. When you need to pee, you could just piss in a bottle and then, if you want, you could drink it right down. Of course, sometimes I'll want to drink your piss."

I was amazed! "You'd want to drink my piss, Dad."

"Of course I do Buddy. I can't think of any thing hotter than taking your little boy cock in my mouth and having you piss down my throat, well nothing hotter, except maybe eating your shit."

Wow, if Dad was not only willing to drink my urine, but he also thought it would be hot to eat my shit, I sure as hell would at least try to drink his piss. "You want to pee in my mouth, Dad; I mean now?"

"I don't think there is anything else on earth I'd rather do right now than piss in your mouth. When a boy takes a man's urine, he's saying, "I'm yours. I'm your toilet. I'm your sex slave. I'm your punk." The thought of you drinking my piss, and saying that gets me so hot. I really want to piss in your mouth Buddy, but only if you really want me to. Do you want to be my toilet, Buddy? Do you want to drink my pee?"

I took a deep breath, and with my eyes locked on my Father's cock, I said, "Yeah, Dad, I really want to drink your piss, I want to be your toilet from now on. I want to be your sex slave, your truck punk."

Dad reached over and ruffled my hair, and said, "I thought that's what you wanted. Look at your cock."

Tearing my eyes off my Dad's beautiful penis, I looked at my own cock and saw I had sprouted wood and was again dripping pre-cum, and this with out touching myself, and less than five minutes after I had blown my wad. I grinned at my Dad, and said, "I guess you won the bet, and now, I want to drink your piss."

"Then get your fucking mouth down on your Daddy's cock like a good punk and be my toilet."

I bent over, right there, in my father's truck as we rolled down the highway, and, putting my face in his lap, I took the head of his penis in my mouth. This was the first time I had ever touched a penis other than my own.

"Okay Buddy," Dad said, "now don't move, or do anything, just keep my cock in your mouth. In a few seconds I'm going to feed you a little spurt of piss. I want you to swallow it straight down, think you can do that Buddy?"

I nodded my head; I could hardly believe what was going on. For the first time ever, I had a cock in my mouth, and not just some guy's cock, but my own father's cock. Suddenly, there was piss in my mouth, not much, hardly more than a few drops. Dad had started his flow, and then clamped it off almost as soon as it began. I swallowed it. It tasted good, salty, and kind of funky, it was all right. I liked it.

"That's a good little toilet, Buddy; here's some more." Dad let loose another burst of his hot piss, which I drank down; again he quickly cut off the hot flow. "Okay, Buddy, I'm going to give you more this time, so keep swallowing." Now, Dad let go with a steady stream of his hot, tasty urine, and I found it easy to drink it down. I knew right then, that I wanted to be my Dad's punk, my Dad's toilet, from now on.

Dad cut off his piss flow again and asked, "Do you like that, Buddy? Do you like drinking you Old Man's piss?" With my mouth full of my Dad's cock, I could only nod my head, yes. "Okay, then here's the rest of it, take it like a good toilet, Buddy."

Dad cut loose and began to really hose me with a steady stream of his hot urine. I drank and I drank, swallowing a belly full of his hot bladder juice. Finally the stream came to an end and last few drops leaked out onto my tongue. I had done it! I had become a toilet. I was a toilet! I rose up and grinned, "I'm your punk, Daddy, and I'm your toilet."

Dad grinned back at me, reached down and tugged on my balls, and said, "You sure are Buddy, and I love you."

"I love you too, Dad."

We kept rolling down the road, me sitting naked beside my Father, him with his beautiful cock hanging out of his pants. Dad had a lot of games for us to play, he taught me a bunch about how to suck cock, he kept me sucking his dick, and he kept both of us edging, for a couple of hours.

Then he pointed out a billboard that advertised an adult book and toy store at the next exit. He told me he had stopped here lots of times on previous trips. As we pulled into the nearly empty parking lot, it was still early in the day, Dad told me I would have to stay in the truck while he went in to buy us some toys, and porn, because I wasn't old enough for admission.

It felt kind of weird sitting naked in the truck by myself. While I was waiting, a couple of men pulled into the lot driving a pickup truck, and when they saw me, my bare shoulders clearly visible, they grinned and waved at me, and I just knew, they knew, I was a naked truck punk. I felt myself blush with embarrassment, but it made my dick hard, too.

Dad was gone for quite awhile, when he came back to the truck he was carrying a couple of large, stuffed full, plastic bags, which he threw into the truck, while he told me to put on my shoes and shorts, nothing else, and to come with him.

I did as he said, and as we walked across the parking lot toward the porn store, he told me the owner had agreed to let me see the inside of the store.

The owner met us at the door. He closed and locked the door behind us, hung a sign in the window that said, "Closed for Lunch," pulled the window shade and said, looking at me, "So this is the little girl you told me about." Behind the owner I saw the two men I had seen in the parking lot, big men about my Father's age, and a third guy, a young kid, maybe eighteen or nineteen years old who looked like he had a job on a road crew as a dirt laborer, skinny, long, kind of greasy, blond hair and a little scruffy and dirty looking. "These guys are friends of mine and regular customers, their cool. The kid's name is Dwayne this is Carl and Chuck, I'm Jack.

"Yeah," Dad said, "I'm Tony, and this is my punk Buddy." .

"Well, well now that we've performed the social graces, how about we see a little more of Betty," Jack, the shop owner said?

"Sure, sure," Dad answered, "Buddy, I told these guys all about how you were my punk, and how hot you were. They were really interested and asked me if they could see your pussy, so I want you to get naked, take off your shoes and shorts, like a good little girl."

I was surprised by what was happening, my Dad was putting me on display for a group of strange men, showing me off as his sex slave. I felt myself blush with embarrassment, shame, and humiliation. I also felt my dick spring rock hard.

"Come on, Betty," Jack encouraged me, "show us that sweet little cunt."

I did what they wanted, slipped my shorts down and kicked them, and my shoes, off, and stood naked and erect, before my Father and these four strangers.

"Fuck!" one of the men from the pick-up truck said.

"God, he, I mean, she's beautiful," the kid said.

"Come on Betty," the store owner demanded, "show us your pink."

I looked at my Dad, who nodded and said, Come on Betty, Show the nice men your pretty pussy, Baby. If you show it off good, maybe one of the nice men will eat it out for you, Honey."

I slowly turned my back to the men and spread my legs wide. Bending forward, I put a hand on each of my butt cheeks and spread my ass crack wide, revealing my shit hole to this hungry looking pack of wolves.

Again, I heard the young kid speak, "Fuck. Look at that. Look at that cunt."

I looked over my shoulder, and saw the kid staring at my butt hole. His mouth was slack, almost drooling, his eyes kind of glazed over, and I saw his cock was hard and tenting his jeans.

Dad, who was right beside me, put his hand on my ass and began to feel me up. "This gentlemen, is virgin pussy. Never had a cock in it. Still cherry. Oh, sure I've finger fucked this twat till, she was wiggling like a two dollar whore riding a big paying dick, and I've licked that cunt, and got my tongue so far up in her I could taste what she had for dinner, but she's still a virgin." While he was saying this Dad was running his finger around my butt hole, my pussy. He pulled his hand away, stuck his finger in his mouth, got it wet, and them slid it up inside me, all the way up inside me. Dad finger fucked me in front of the men. I felt so hot.

My Pop looked at the kid, Dwayne, and said, "How about it, Cowboy, you think you might like to eat out this little girl pussy?"

The kid looked at my Dad with a startled look, and blurted out, "I ain't no queer."

"Course your not, Cowboy. It ain't queer to eat out a little girl's pussy. Is it boys?"

"Hell no," the store owner said, "go for it Dwayne, lick that sweet little girl pussy. You ain't going to get another chance like this."

"Yeah kid, get some of that pussy, I'll take sloppy seconds after you." One of the guys from the pickup truck said.

My Dad pulled out his finger and sidled up to Dwayne till he was right up against him, and said in his ear, "You know you want to kid, you know you want a taste of this under-age pussy." Dad reached down and put his hand on the hard cock in the boy's jeans. "This says you want it. Eat out her pussy and I'll make her suck your cock." The boy groaned, and my Dad started to undo his jeans. "Let's just get you naked and you can have a real good time, Cowboy, put on a little show for the boys here. Eat some of that fine little girl pussy."

"Get it, Dwayne," Jack said, encouraging the kid, "ain't nobody going to know you had sex with an underage girl, but us, and we ain't telling no one."

"Yeah," Carl said, "get some of that pussy, Dwayne. It will make a man of you."

"Eat some of that bitches pussy, Dwayne," Chuck chimed in, "It'll be kind of queer to not eat some of that little girl's cunt."

By this time Dad had the kid's jeans and underwear down below his knees, and was pulling his tee shirt off. The boy's cock was big, uncut, hard, red, and wet, I couldn't tear my eyes off it. In only a moment the kid was as naked as me, and Dad was urging him to lay down on his back on the floor, "You just lay down and she'll sit on your face, you eat her cunt, and I'll make sure she'll suck you off and swallows' your cum."

Dad got me to stand over the naked boy when he was lying down, with my feet on either side of his chest, and facing toward his feet. Then Dad guided me to slowly squat down on the boys face. I saw the other men pull their cocks out of their pants and began to masturbate as they watched the kid and me. As I put my shit hole on the kid's mouth I felt his tongue slide into my anus, into my pussy, I couldn't help but moan.

"That's it Dwayne," I heard the storeowner say. "Fag out on that little boy's shit hole. Get your queer tongue up in him, eat the shit out of that boy hole." At this change in how he talked about me, I couldn't help but notice it was the boy who moaned out loud this time.

My Pop knelt beside me and asked, "How does that boy's tongue feel up your shit hole, Buddy?"

"Oh, Daddy! It feels great!"

"Well, push out, like your trying to take a shit in his mouth, and see if he can get further up your little boy hole." Again the kid groaned. I did as Dad said and, indeed, felt his tongue snake further up my ass. "Oh, he's way up in me, Daddy." I said as I wiggled my ass on the boys face.

"Oh, yeah!" Dad said, "I bet he can taste your boy shit now." Another moan arose from beneath my ass. "Show him how much you appreciate his mouth sucking out your boy hole, Son. Lean forward and suck his cock Buddy."

I did as instructed, and took the boy's cock in my mouth. I was amazed by how strong his cock smelled, musky, animal like, and much more intense than my Dad's cock, the only other cock I had ever tasted . I was shocked by the strong, nasty, taste when I first put the foreskin-covered head of his cock in my mouth. I pulled off it and sat back on the boy's face. I used my hands to skin back the kid's cock and revealed the head was covered with some kind of really smelly white stuff.

I heard one of the guys say, "Geez, look at the cock cheese on Dwayne's meat!"

I looked at my Dad, unsure what it was or what to do. Dad said, "It's ok, Buddy, cock cheese is hot, go ahead and eat it."

I went back down on the boy's dirty, smelly cock, ran my tongue around the cock head, and gathered the strong smelling stuff in my mouth, swirling it around before swallowing it down. It was strong and nasty tasting, but my Dad was right, it was hot stuff.

I heard the same voice as before say, "Jesus fuck, look at the little fag eatting Dwayne's cock cheese."

As I continued to blow the boy, like my Father had taught me, I felt my Dad's hand on my hips, and felt him lift me up and off the boy's tongue-fucking mouth. "One good turn deserves another," Dad said, "Come on, Cowboy. Suck my boy's dick. You know you want it. You know you're a cock sucking fag." Saying this, with his hands on my hips, Dad moved my body till he was rubbing my hard boy cock and balls all over the kids face, and his still protruding tongue.

"Go for it, Dwayne," the store owner said, "suck his cock. Show us what a fag you are. Suck that little boy cock, and we'll get you some real man cock later. Suck it, you queer."

Dwayne did as he was told, and again moaning, he took not only my entire hard boy cock in his mouth, but also, both of my balls as well. One of the guys from the pickup truck laughed and said, "I'd sure like to have Dwayne try that with my cock and balls."

It was so hot having Dwayne mouth and slobber all over my boy parts while Dad and these strangers watched. I continued to suck Dwayne's cock, and felt I was only moments from blowing my wad. Before I reached that orgasm, however, Dwayne started bucking and shooting his own load of cock snot. The first rope of jism blasted in my mouth, but in his orgasmic frenzy, his cock pulled out of my mouth and blasted spurt after spurt of hot cum on my face, painting me like the queer slut I was rapidly becoming.

As Dwayne was spraying me with spooge, the other guys, who had been masturbating, started getting their rocks off, too. First Jack, then Chuck, then Carl began shooting sperm, making sure to shoot it all over me and Dwayne. Dad had never even taken his cock out of his pants, but I could see his cock was hard in his jeans.

Dad picked me up in his arms and began kissing me and licking up sperm, off my face and body. When Dad set me down, I saw the kid was still laying naked on the floor, in a kind of stunned daze, his cock still hard and pumping out the last few drops of his cock snot.

He sat up and reached over to gather his clothes from where they had been dropped on the floor. The storeowner, however, bent over and snatched them up first, and straightening up, said. "No need to get dressed, Dwayne. I'll keep your clothes up here." Then turning to the other two men he said, "Carl why don't you and Chuck, take Dwayne back into the back, watch a few movies and help Dwayne get in touch with his inner fag."

"I ain't no queer." Dwayne mumbled ineffectually, as Carl and Chuck helped him to his feet.

"Of course your queer, Dwayne. I just watched you suck an under-aged boy's cock. That looked pretty queer to me. That makes you a cocksucker."

We watched as the two men, one on either side of the sperm drenched kid, take his arms, and led him through a door in the back of the store. I couldn't help but notice that one of the guys had his hand on Dwayne's naked ass and was poking his butt hole with a finger.

"Fuck," the storeowner said, turning to my Father, "I got to thank you. That was not only the hottest thing I ever seen, but I've been trying to figure how to get that kid to come out for nearly a year now. Not only for his own sake, but it's always good business to have a fag on his knees at the glory holes in the back."

Then turning to me he said, "And thank you Buddy. Thank you for letting me see you naked, and watch you having sex like that, that was so hot, especially watching you kiss your Daddy. It reminded me of my own Daddy, he used to make out with me and let me suck his cock, too. You're a lucky boy to have a Dad like you do. Now as my gift to you, go check out the magazines, pick out any ten of them and they're yours free, and pick out a couple of sex toys as well. While you do that, I got something for your Dad, too."

While I walked naked around the porn store looking at everything, I heard the owner say to my Dad, "Guessing by what you said to Buddy about him trying to shit in Dwayne's mouth, and how he must be able to taste Buddy's shit, I figure you must be into toilet sex. Is that right?"

Dad said, "Your good at figuring things out about people and sex, aren't you?"

"Most people aren't that hard to figure out. Well let me give you a thank you gift, too. I keep a box of special magazines under the counter, magazines I can't keep on the shelves. I want you to help yourself to any you want, or all of them if you want." So saying I saw him take a small cardboard box from behind his counter and saw my Father start looking through them.

"Fuck!" I heard my Daddy say, "These are hot."

Meanwhile, I was racing naked around the store looking at all the weird things there were. The largest section was magazines with pictures of men and women fucking and sucking, these were alright, but even better was the section that had magazines with men and older boys, having sex. I picked two magazines that featured very pretty blond boys, and another couple that featured men about my Dad's age, who had sex slaves about Dwayne's age. I found a couple of magazines about spanking that I thought looked cool, and a magazine called "Liquid Gold" that showed boys peeing on each other, and drinking piss. I chose a bondage magazine, about boys being tied up in all kind of ways. I found a magazine called "Twinks in Pain" that had all kind of pictures of boys having their balls, cocks, and ass holes tortured in different ways, and finally I chose a magazine called "Rim Job" about guys, licking butt holes.

Looking around the rest of the shop at the sex toys was really cool and strange. A lot of things I couldn't figure out, but there were a lot of rubber and plastic penises, whips, and spanking, and bondage devises, costumes, all kind of things. I didn't know how to pick.

The storeowner and Dad came over to where I was. Dad took the magazines I was holding, and both men looked at the covers, and said, "Good choices, Buddy", the store owner said, "what about some toys? Have you picked out anything?"

"I don't know, there's too much to choose from, and a lot of it I don't even know what it is. I thought maybe a girl's costume, would you like that, Dad? Would you help me pick out something you'd like to use on me?"

The storeowner answered first, "I've got some nice sexy girl outfits over here and I bet a petite small would fit you." As he led us over to the clothes section, he said, "Judging by the magazines your boy chose, he might like a nice cock whip", he reached over and picked up a leather device, "here is a nice cat o' nine tails, you could use it on his butt, till it was bright red, or with a lighter touch on his cock and balls, till he was begging for mercy."

He handed the whip to my Dad, who said to me, "What do you think Buddy, you think you might like me to spank your ass, or punish your balls, boy."

"Yes sir," I answered, "I think I'd like that, if you'd like to do it to me."

"Perfect bottom boy answer," the storeowner said, "now here's a nice girls' outfit." He took an outfit off the rack, "crotch-less pink panties, lots of lace and ribbons, a matching training bra, pink fish net stocking, and a sexy pink garter belt. Who wouldn't want to fuck a boy dressed in this? Or here a nice number, a leather girdle, with labial straps, that, on a boy, would separate and hold open his ass cheeks, comes with a leather collar, and I'll throw in a cock cage, and wrist and ankle straps. What do you think Buddy?"

"I don't know, what do you think, Dad?"

"Well, I like both of them, but the pink panty outfit sounds hot."

"Try it on Buddy," the storeowner urged.

And in no time, right there in the porn shop I went from being a naked boy, to being a slutty little girl. The crotch-less panties were cut for a real girl and on me, exposed my shit hole, my pretty pink pussy, my taint, and my balls, which hung down in full view, while my little boy cock was covered by the lacy pink panties. "Shows off her ovaries and pussy really nice." The storeowner said. I stood in front of a full-length mirror and spun around in my naughty new outfit and was aware that both my Dad and the storeowner wanted to fuck me. "I like this, Dad."

"Then it's yours, Betty." the store owner said. "And here I'll throw in the leather outfit and the cock cage. Now you guys better get out of here, I got to get open for business." He gave my Dad a business card and told us to call any time we were passing through and maybe we could get together, and maybe put on sex show."

I wanted to wear my new outfit, so Dad slipped out and brought the truck right up to the door so I could just hop in without being seen. While we were waiting for Dad, the storeowner picked me up, held me in his arms, and kissed me while he felt up my balls and shit hole. "You talk to your Daddy and get him to bring you back here, we could have some real fun, and ask him to show you the magazines I gave him. They're really nasty and hot.

Dad sounded the truck horn the man set me down and I ran out to the truck. The storeowner waved goodbye as we drove off and back on to the freeway.