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I had partied at Lake Tahoe in an extraordinary orgy of drugs, sex, and rock-and-roll … I had actually been fucked completely in the ass numerous times; once by my friend’s giant horse dick; and I completely fucked some extremely hot babes – in public even; all in the same carnal night. I felt terrific …

After that totally fucked up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked directly back home from California.

As an experienced hitchhiker now, I instantly comprehended that the pornography publications on the front seat were an invite to make love with me –

The occurrence with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had actually likewise made me a little leery about odd sex with people selecting me up and, the truth was that my asshole was throbbing and still aching from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my extended out asshole may really do me harm …

I may really worried actually stressed my destroying. I might imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe cause me long-term damage (or death, I expect.

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However, despite the fact that I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my difficult cock still ached and pulsated as I hitchhiked home.

I was a slave to my cock.

So, when a truck driver picked me up and had the inescapable hardcore pornography on the seat, I chose it up and read it – my dick pulsing in my cut off jeans.

I wasn’t using any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t waste at any time or niceties as he observed my penis tenting my shorts and my trembling 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 obscene cum-filled images of males drawing and fucking …

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

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

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

I leaned back against the door once again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass facing the chauffeur.

Trembling and scared, I stuck my finger carefully up my wide open rectum liquid and still hot from previous fuckings and I began to fuck myself, my hand rubbing on my ass cheeks and thighs.

My asshole burned, however it felt loose and extended. It was so hot to my touch and I included another finger and fucked my own aching asshole, moaning, debasing myself in front of this stranger.

” Ohhhhh, yeah, fuck,” I moaned to myself, jerking my stiff cock as I fucked myself in the hot, secondhand ass for this guy’s enjoyment.

God. It felt so excellent. I wished to be a cunt whore with males shoving their penis up my ass over and over once again, filling me with orgasm until it put down my legs from my completely creamed asshole.

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I wished to get fucked 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, obviously consuming or simply talking and he stopped for a moment in the middle of the picnic area.

He deliberately shoved his hand down the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks and then pulled my shorts halfway down my ass, exposing my ass crack and making my hard-on thrust outwards, hardly covered in the front.

I shivered and looked 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 big rocks on and in the ground that could be used to sit or climb up … The litter on the ground was some utilized underclothing and condoms.

The trucker pulled off my shirt and shoved my shorts down.

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

I stepped out of my shorts and he immediately got me, shoved me to my knees and pushed his fat penis into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full force into my throat and right away began fucking my face. He pounded in and out of my mouth, bruising my lips and throat for a few minutes as I had a hard time to accommodate him until he all of a sudden pulled out and stated, “Get up and turn around.”

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 followed him, reversed and bent my naked body over a little, I saw that there were numerous guys now gathered around, seeing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I yelled as, with no preparation, the trucker opened up the globes of my ass and rammed his fat cock into my bottom …

I bent over to the ground, groaning with discomfort as he slammed his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, fast and difficult . 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 strangers.