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I had partied at Lake Tahoe in an amazing orgy of drugs, sex, and rock-and-roll … I had actually been fucked thoroughly in the ass several times; once by my friend’s huge horse cock; and I thoroughly fucked some extremely hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt excellent …

After that totally screwed up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked straight back home from California.

As an knowledgeable hitchhiker now, I instantly comprehended that the pornography magazines on the front seat were an invitation to make love with me –

The incident with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had also made me a little hesitant about odd sex with people choosing me up and, the reality was that my asshole was still sore and throbbing from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole might in fact do me harm …

I may really worried truly stressed my asshole. I might imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and perhaps cause me irreversible damage (or death, I expect.

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Even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my hard cock still ached and pulsated as I hitchhiked home.

I was a slave to my cock.

So, when a truck driver selected me up and had the inevitable hardcore porn on the seat, I picked it up and read it – my cock pulsing in my cut off jeans.

I wasn’t using any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t lose whenever or niceties as he observed my cock tenting my shorts and my shivering hands turning the pages of the homo male porn mags … He saw me glancing at him out of the corner of my eye as I thumbed through raunchy cum-filled pictures of males fucking and sucking …

” Take off your clothing,” he stated as he drove down the highway.

I simply complied, stripping even as I inwardly cursed myself for being such a submissive penis and anxious about what I was doing to myself.

” Lay back and have fun with your asshole,” the trucker said when I naked.

I leaned back versus the door again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass dealing with the motorist.

Shivering and afraid, I stuck my finger gently up my wide open anus liquid and still hot from previous fuckings and I started to fuck myself, my hand rubbing on my ass cheeks and thighs.

My asshole burned, but it felt loose and stretched. It was so hot to my touch and I included another finger and fucked my own sore asshole, groaning, debasing myself in front of this complete stranger.

” Ohhhhh, yeah, fuck,” I moaned to myself, jerking my stiff dick as I fucked myself in the hot, pre-owned ass for this male’s enjoyment.

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt slut with males pushing their cocks up my ass over and over again, filling me with orgasm up until it poured down my legs from my completely creamed asshole.

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I wished to get fucked once again …

The trucker pulled into a rest stop and informed me, “Get your shorts and t-shirt on and follow me.”

There were other truckers hanging out there, apparently eating or simply talking and he stopped for a moment in the middle of the picnic location.

He intentionally pushed his hand down the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks and then pulled my shorts midway down my ass, exposing my ass crack and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

I looked and trembled down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I could not believe what a stupid horny fucker I was.

The trucker led me into the woods to a spot where there were large rocks on and in the ground that could be used to climb up or sit … The litter on the ground was some utilized underwear and prophylactics.

The trucker managed my shirt and pushed my shorts down.

” Get out of those,” he said as he unbuttoned his trousers, opened his zipper and pulled out his fat dick.

I got out of my shorts and he instantly grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and pushed his fat penis into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full blast into my throat and right away started fucking my face. He pounded in and out of my mouth, bruising my lips and throat for a few minutes as I struggled to accommodate him till he suddenly took out and stated, “Get up and reverse.”

Oh fuck no, I believed. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice however to do what he desired. As I obeyed him, reversed and bent my naked body over slightly, I saw that there were several guys now collected around, enjoying.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shrieked as, without any preparation, the trucker opened up the worlds of my ass and rammed his fat cock into my bottom …

I bent over to the ground, groaning with pain as he knocked his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, quick and hard . I was once again lost in a overall haze of burning erotic pain as my young, 18 year old naked ass was fucked for the entertainment of a lot of complete strangers.