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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 thoroughly in the ass a number of times; as soon as by my friend’s giant horse dick; and I thoroughly fucked some extremely hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt excellent …

After that completely 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 have sex with me –

The occurrence with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had actually also made me a little wary about weird sex with individuals picking 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 actually do me harm …

I may really worried truly ruining my asshole. I could picture me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and possibly cause me long-term damage (or death, I expect.

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Even though I shivered at the memories of my fuckings, my difficult dick still pulsated and hurt 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 selected it up and read it – my cock pulsing in my cut off jeans.

I wasn’t wearing any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t squander any time 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 obscene cum-filled photos of guys fucking and drawing …

” Take off your clothes,” 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 once again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass facing the driver.

Trembling and scared, I stuck my finger carefully up my wide open rectum still hot and liquid 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 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 groaned to myself, jerking my stiff dick as I fucked myself in the hot, pre-owned ass for this male’s pleasure.

God. It felt so great. I wanted to be a cunt slut with guys pushing their dicks up my ass over and over again, filling me with orgasm till it poured 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 told me, “Get your shorts and t-shirt on and follow me.”

There were other truckers hanging out there, obviously consuming or just talking and he stopped for a minute in the middle of the picnic area.

He intentionally 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 fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

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

The trucker led me into the woods to a area where there were big rocks on and in the ground that could be utilized to sit or climb … The litter on the ground was some used underclothing and condoms.

The trucker managed my t-shirt and shoved my shorts down.

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

I stepped out of my shorts and he immediately grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat cock into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full blast into my throat and instantly began 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 all of a sudden pulled out and stated, “Get up and turn around.”

Oh fuck no, I thought. I was panting and gasping for air as I had no choice however to do what he wanted. As I followed him, turned around and bent my naked body over slightly, I saw that there were a number of men now collected around, enjoying.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shrieked as, with no preparation, the trucker opened the globes of my ass and rammed his fat dick 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 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 bunch of strangers.