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

After that absolutely fucked up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked straight back home from California.

As an skilled hitchhiker now, I right away comprehended that the porn magazines on the front seat were an invitation to have sex with me –

The incident with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had also made me a little leery about weird sex with people picking me up and, the reality was that my asshole was still aching and throbbing from getting fucked and I was afraid that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole might really do me damage …

I may really worried about stressed my destroying. I might imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and perhaps cause me permanent damage (or death, I suppose.

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

I was a servant to my cock.

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

I wasn’t wearing any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t squander at any time or niceties as he observed my dick tenting my shorts and my shivering hands turning the pages of the homo male pornography mags … He saw me glancing at him out of the corner of my eye as I thumbed through obscene cum-filled images of men 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 cock and anxious about what I was doing to myself.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I wished to get fucked once again …

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

There were other truckers hanging out there, apparently eating or just 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 midway down my ass, exposing my ass fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, hardly covered in the front.

I looked and trembled down at the ground at this public embarrassment. God, I could not think what a dumb 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 climb up or sit … The litter on the ground was some utilized underclothing and condoms.

The trucker managed my t-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 immediately grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat dick into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full force into my throat and instantly started 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 suddenly took 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 but to do what he wanted. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over slightly, I saw that there were a number of males now gathered around, seeing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I yelled as, with no preparation, the trucker opened the globes 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 tough . I was once again lost in a overall haze of burning erotic discomfort as my young, 18 years of age naked ass was fucked for the entertainment of a lot of complete strangers.