The Weekend Pt. 02

I'm a truck driver. I had a load coming from Little Rock, Arkansas, heading for Suffolk, Virginia, to deliver on a Monday. I busted ass rolling across I-40, making it across Tennessee, then briefly into North Carolina before making it to Virginia. I would end up in Suffolk much earlier than anticipated, but couldn't unload until the following Monday due to my slated appointment. I needed to kill some time, and felt the urge to be with another man, after weeks of going without sex. I got lucky to find Andre, this young, tall, and handsome black man who is precisely into fat, black dudes.

"You ain't too far from me," I told him as I ended up parking at a truck stop near him.

We chatted a bit, and I explained that I get extremely horny on the road. I elaborated on how hard it is for a guy like me to score some "petting" time, for I'm not always popular on the market. I'm a trucker, but a good looking one who still keeps up his hygiene, and I run all over the map sometimes going weeks, or months, without good sex. Sure I'm a guy with a dedicated, loving wife at home, but she's not on the road to fulfill my sexual desires when I need her the most. Stressful deliveries and pickups cause you to need that outlet, and jacking off isn't always viable. I did what I had to do, and on this particular Andre, a guy I came across on SilverDaddies, would be the "one who needed to be done."

"So you like older fat boys," I asked him.

I laughed after I typed that, but he responded "fuck yeah," and claimed he didn't mind a little company. I was a tad reluctant leaving my trailer at the lot, but he convinced me to do so by showing hospitable kindness, mentioning he'd pick me up.

"You can also park your truck here," he messaged back.

I took a chance and unhooked before bobtailing to Andre's after I went for a good shower. I cleansed pretty well, trimmed my mustache a little, then put on my favorite outfit before heading the way of Andre.

Andre, a brown skinned brother, was true to his stats on his profile as he was built like a professional linebacker. He was every bit six-foot-five, 260 lbs. When I climbed out of the truck in his driveway, my heart was racing as I saw this tall drink of water up close. He smelled just as good as me, and invited me in his place to hand me beers, and the keys to unlocking his sexy body.

"So you just hook up with random dudes," he asked me after he fed me his first load.

I was in the mood to get fucked, but I needed to make my man's toes curl first. I'd just finished him off as we were laying naked in his bed cuddling, with me rubbing the hairs on his chest while we discussed plans for the weekend. He proposed "spoiling a trucker," as he called it, for he figured I ran the road, and needed all the quality time I could get. He proposed us remaining naked in his one-story home, and doting over each other. I told him I was down for it, as long as I could call my wife and kid to check on them periodically throughout.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you keep me happy," he said as he was rubbing on my ass.

I loved his assertiveness, and it made my mind wander back to the time I first sucked dick.

It was during my early 40s (I'm 55 at the time of this story being told), and I was in Minnesota, on a convoy with two other rigs as we had to deliver in St. Paul on a Monday. We all landed at the same time, and chose to spend the night together in a room since we had to deliver in the wee hours the next morning. I was maybe 40 or 41 years old, and happy as a lark for me and the wife had a good life with the money rolling in from me working hard. James and Tony, the two other drivers, explained how they couldn't relate for their wives weren't "putting out" as they should. James, a minister, was the most agitated as he boasted how his wife rarely "acknowledged" him after long sessions on the road. Tony mentioned how his wife seemed to sexually shy away once he started gaining weight.

"I don't have those problems," I told the brothers as I was chugging on a beer.

We ended up drunk that night, and falling asleep shortly after when James rose out of his bed to go pee. The room was dark, for I could only see silhouettes, yet I saw the tall, black stud with his dick drooping towards the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes from what they saw when he turned on the bathroom light. His piss hit the water loudly, and when he finished, he opened the door with the light still on, showing off his entire body. James was slim, and looked as if he hit the gym between trips as he showed off a nice six pack. He was rubbing his eyes as he stood still from walking, showing off that body with the light shining. He finished rubbing his eyes, and looked my way as I tried to pretend I was asleep.

"Teddy, you woke," he asked as he cut off the light.

I closed my eyes tight, then pretended I was snoring, but it was too late. He walked over to me, and asked me again if I was asleep when I squinted. I could feel the heat from his body, and opened my eyes completely to see him standing in front of me.

"What you see," he asked.

"Nothing," I said to him, before something in me caused me to sit upright.

I could see his hand stroking that dick, and looked up to see him looking down at me as if he was hinting the obvious. Something completely came over me as I licked the tip, then opened my lips to take it in my mouth. This signified the first time ever that another man fed me his dick. I acted as if I was a pro, for I watched plenty of porn to see women going down on men. I sucked the tip, then he forced it further in my mouth until I gagged when it tapped my throat. He asked me to take my time, but I was possessed in blowing James' musty dick. I found myself getting good at it as he moaned lightly, then pressed it against my esophagus to let his nut splatter.

"Swallow it. Swallow it, bitch," he demanded as his hand pushed at the back of my skull.

When he finished, he pulled away, only for Tony to climb onto the bed once James backed off.

"You ain't done yet, brother," he whispered as he fed me his small, thick cock.

Tony face fucked me and allowed his belly to smack my face. I held my head with my right hand, and kept still as Tony rocked his big body back and forth.

"You bitch, you gon' make me cum, too," he asked as he kept rumbling. "Here it go. Oh shit, here it comes."

I swallowed two men that night. I had no plans of doing that when I parked my truck, and chose to split a room with the three as I just wanted to lay somewhere other than my bunk. I'd jack off while they both went to sleep, then woke the next morning as if nothing happened. That night changed me forever, and led me to the current of which Andre praised me for my efforts.

"You suck dick like a professional," he said.

"How do you know," I asked, to catch him off guard.

He laughed before he cleaned it up to say he was talking about watching porn. I laughed, too, then he reached down to kiss me, and I began stroking that fat, black dick. He was soft initially as we tongue slapped for the mood to rise again. I felt his heart beating fast, as was mine, and I felt it was time we go for round two. I was in awe of Andre's young stick coming to life so soon. I had to reward him with some mouth, and maybe some ass if he could hold on enough for me to ride him. I turned my body, and had my ass in his face, while gobbling on the dick once more. He was much harder the second time, pulsating between my lips, and at my throat while he fingered around in my ass. He'd spread my ass cheeks to blow cold air on my hole. That tickled, and had me giggling while his meat was deep in my throat.

"That's funny," he asked before he started slapping my ass. "Got damn, look at the waves in this ass, Teddy."

I loved my ass being assaulted as it made me want to suck him even more. I squeezed my lips tighter, and he'd have to push me off for I was working towards getting that second nut.

"I wanna fuck you anyway," he said to me, and so I got into position to get fucked for the first time in months.

I got on all fours of the bed, while he climbed off the mattress for lubricant and a rubber. I spread my cheeks for him, giving the total green light for him to do what needed to be done. He placed some of the lubricant on my hole, and fingered it a bit while trying to roll on the condom. I wasn't a fan of rubbers, but understood the meaning for I wasn't one to stop him. I needed this penetration from his long, fat cock. I knew it would hurt, but I couldn't go another week without feeling a real cock pushing inside of me.

"You sure about this," he asked me once he stopped finger fucking me.

My ass twitched when he pushed down on my prostate. I moaned, and reiterated that he needed to do me, so I could get that second nut. A minute later I felt his cock as it turned my ass on fire. I actually screamed, but it didn't deter him as he simply forced it in until he could advance no further. I was pulling on the sheets to pay forward the pain of being fucked by such a big cock. I loved my brothers, but the majority I'd been with were always packing with Andre being no different.

"You said you wanted it," he said as all nine inches were inside of me.

He didn't move except to slap my ass a bit, and rub on my tits from behind. He was balls deep, and my ass canal couldn't stop twitching as it never experienced a strong dick like this.

"I guess Virginia really is for lovers," I said to be humorous.

I'd never been fucked by a guy in Virginia, and started to rethink the decision for this local had my ass open. After a few minutes he pulled out, and I'd hear him adding lubricant before he pushed in again.

"Dre baby," I said to him.

"It ain't too big. You can take it," he said as he slowly poked in and out.

It was really uncomfortable for a couple of minutes, but then he used that dick to spread lubricant around, then hit my spot to make me open up. He occasionally slapped my ass with one hand, and rubbed on tits with the other as now things were turning smooth.

"Ain't no way you gon' stop me from fucking you now," he said as he rocked me back and forth.

He didn't mean that in a forceful tone as much as saying I didn't want it to stop. He was right, for he found a motion of consistency which pelted my g-spot, causing me to ejaculate repeatedly. He stopped briefly, and pulled off the condom as I heard it hit the bed. He pushed that dick back inside and I'd scream with joy, for the feeling of skin on skin gave me goosebumps. My black daddy pussy was pulling on that dick, and he'd jam it harder as I felt the hairs around his base tickling my ass, and even my balls.

"You need it deep, daddy," he asked as I wailed out "yes."

I felt that dick chiseling at my rosebud as now he was pounding me silly. I heard my twat farting from the air trapped in, and occasionally squelching as Andre kept me nutting over and over. I was embarrassed at how wet I'd become as he was plowing me senselessly.

"This is why you parked in my driveway," he said as he turned up the heat.

I'd never been fucked so hard, so fast, or so good. Andre was having me sprung as he delivering blow after blow inside of me.

"I can't get enough of this ass," he said as I'd become slippery to slide.

He grabbed hold to both of my tits, rubbing my nipples with his thumbs while banging this daddy from behind. All I could do was moan and nut profusely as he kept tapping the spot. He'd only go faster, and my body was overheating as he couldn't miss. Once he opened me, I wanted him to fuck me forever, but he had other plans.

"Shoot it. Shoot it, son," I said to him as he hinted he was close.

That dick kept sawing at my open hole until he stopped. He grunted, and I felt squirt after squirt of his hot cum shooting inside of me. His dick still throbbed after he finished, for I felt it retract as he pulled out. He fell back when he finished, and laid on the bed, with me laying on my side, looking at how amazing he was.

"Oh, you might not be able to fuck me like that all weekend," I warned him with a chuckle.

Andre had my body in fits as he knew how to throw the dick. I was down to give him some head for the next two days, but giving up the ass would be a chore for sure.

"It ain't gotta be all about sex," he said to me as he changed his tone about us staying in.

I didn't care either way. I just knew I was into the stud, who was into the fat, black trucker. We ended up having another beer, then eventually fell asleep with him spooning me.

More to cum. Stay tuned.