My Trucker Dad
by Xavier L

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Dad is a truck driver and often does long hauls. Since he and Mom divorced, I haven't been able to see him as much as I'd like. During our last visit, he let me know he had another long trip coming up. Since it was also school break, I asked if I could come along.
He was quiet for a bit before replying. “Well, as much as I'd love to have extra time with you, it probably can't happen.”
“Why not? I'll be good. Promise!”
He put his arm around me. “It isn't anything like that. You're always a great kid. It's just . . . adult stuff.”
“That doesn't make sense.”
He was thinking again. “Okay, I'll be frank. I need sex. If you're with me, I can't have a woman in my truck or hotel, and I can't get any relief.”
“I can help you.”
“What?”
“Well, guys have sex with each other, too. If I'm with you, you can have sex whenever you want.”
I could see the shock on his face. “I don't think you really understand what you're saying.”
“Sure I do. I'm 11, but I'm not stupid.”
“What do you know then?”
“Guys suck on the . . . the penis and take it up the butt.”
“Fathers and sons don't have sex, and I'm not into dudes.”
“You don't have to be into guys. You said you need relief, and I can do that.”
“Brandon . . . not sure how to say this, but I have a big dick.”
“My friend's brother said people get used to it.”
Another weird look. “You talked to your friend's brother about this?”
“Well, not you and me. He's gay, and I was just curious so I asked questions.”
“Brandon . . . “
I put my hand in his crotch and started rubbing his bulge. “I can show you now if you want.”
He put his hand on mine but didn't move it. “You really shouldn't be doing this.”
I leaned down and rubbed my face on his hand and the part of his thing that wasn't covered. I could tell his dick was on the right side, so I slid my other hand up his shorts to see if I could touch it.
“Brandon!” he said in surprise and stood up.
“You're getting hard,” I said when I could see he was getting a tent in his shorts. I took hold of it through his shorts and started moving my hand up and down.
He took a step backward, and I stood up so I keep my grip. “I can suck on it if you want.”
He gripped my wrist and pulled my hand off. “Please don't,” he said.
“So can I go with you, Dad? Please!!!”
He looked at me intently. “What if you can't handle my dick?”
“I can handle it! We can do it right now!” I said and shoved my shorts and briefs down.
“Pull your britches back up.”
I bent over the bed and pulled my butt cheeks apart. 
He rubbed my bare butt which almost made me shudder. “Pull them up. We aren't doing this now.”
“So can I go with you?” I asked.
As he thought in silence, I slowly lowered his shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear. His dick was hard now. I took hold of it and took him into my mouth. I looked up at his face and saw his brown eyes burning into mine.
He stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers. I went down on him more and started sucking him more eagerly.
He stepped back. “I . . . I'm not ready for this yet.” He pulled up his shorts.
“Can I join you?” I asked, finally pulling up my shorts and underwear.
“If I say yes, you don't tell anyone about any of this.”
“I know! I won't!”
He took a deep breath. “Yes, you can come with me.”
I was so excited I gave him a big hug.
“I hope neither one of us regrets this,” he said hugging me back.
“We won't!”
As he drove me back to Mom's house, he suggested I try putting things in my butt to make it easier for his “big black cock.” I had seen Mom has some “toys,” so I could probably borrow one of those to get my hole ready.

It was a long two weeks. When it was almost time for our trip, I was nervous he would change his mind so when he pulled up I almost ran to the car. “I used one of Mom's toys to get ready!” I said after I closed the door.
He shook his head. “You are persistent.”
“I want you to be happy and relieved.”
His truck has a sleeper cabin, so I put my stuff away while he was doing his safety checks. For our first night, he parked at a truck stop, and I noticed he parked away from the other semis. We went inside to use the bathroom and get some snacks.
Dad had me go ahead and get inside while he did some checks on the load. I was excited and nervous, but I decided he would come into the cabin and find me naked. I lied on the bed on my stomach and waited.
When he came into the sleeper cabin, he stopped and looked surprised to see me on the bed. He pulled off his shirt. “You ready to get fucked?”
“Yes, Dad! I'm excited.”
I watched him get naked. We're both black, but his skin is darker than mine. I enjoyed seeing his muscles and his big dick bouncing as he moved. He put a bunch of lube on his hard-on before joining me on the bed. “I'll try and go slow, but I'm not sure I'll be able to because I'm fucking horny as hell.” He got into position over me. “Can't believe I'm about to do this,” he said.
I took a mouthful of pillow as I felt his dick sliding between my cheeks. As soon as it touched my hole, I took a breath and felt him sliding into me.
“Dayum,” he said as his stiffness forced my hole open wider.
I tried to force myself to relax, but it wasn't easy. I was glad I had used that fake dick. It felt like I had a broom going up my butt. I was grateful he was able to move slowly, because he just kept sliding it in. I wondered how long it would take for him to get the whole, long thing in there. It felt like it was taking forever.
By the time his body was pressed against mine, I felt like I was already covered in sweat. “How's that cock feeling, Brandon?”
“Good,” I grunted. That wasn't completely truthful, but I didn't want him to stop or to be upset.
He started moving it back and forth. “I figured you'd ask me to stop or slow down, but you took that cock like a champ.” He used his hands to lift his upper body up, and he began doing deeper thrusts. 
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“You give me dis ass whenever I want it, and I'm the luckiest man alive.”
“It's all yours, Dad.”
As my hole relaxed more, he began doing even deeper thrusts. I had to take a mouthful of pillow again. It was a weird mix of pleasure and discomfort.
“Yo ass is some sweet mother-fucking pussy, boy. How you feel being fucked by yo daddy?”
Part of me wanted more and part of me was ready for him to stop. “Fuck me, Daddy!”
“Yeah? You want that big cock, boy?”
“Give it to me!”
He picked up speed, and I thought I might pass out. I could hear slapping every time he slammed his dick back into me.
“Oh, Daddy!” I managed to say between gasps. He seemed to really like it when I said stuff.
“I wish you had offered this sooner. I could've been having lots of fun with your tight ass.”
“I. Didn't. Know.” I grunted in between his thrusts.
“Well, you gonna be getting so much of my cock now.”
“Yes, Daddy!”
After a bit he slowed down. He would pull his dick way back and slowly slide it back in. This time when I moaned it was honest. My hole was still sore, but I could feel more of the good now, and it felt amazing. When he began kissing my shoulder and neck, I pushed my butt against his body more.
“That dick feelin good, son?”
“So good!”
He kept slowly humping me. “Tomorrow we're getting a hotel room. I want a bigger bed so I can really enjoy dat ass.” He did a few more forceful thrusts which made me moan louder. “And when you suck yo daddy's cock, you gonna swallow all that jizz ain't you?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
He pounded me hard for what seemed like a few minutes. Once again, I had some of the pillow in my mouth and in my clenched fists.
“I sure hope you have lots of stamina, baby boy. Because tomorrow I think I'm gonna do you for hours.”
I couldn't even imagine what that would be like, but I was committed. “I can take it, Daddy. I'm all yours. I can stay naked our whole trip if you want.”
He rammed me hard now. I thought I might pass out but didn't.
“I wonder if you'll still be bending over for me when you're an adult.”
“I'm all yours.”
He pulled out of me and told me to turn over. Once I was on my back, he pulled my legs into the air. He reinserted his dick and wrapped my legs around his waist. “I wanna see your face while you take yo daddy's big cock.”
As he buried his meat inside my aching hole again, he leaned over me. I tried to keep my eyes open as he began fucking me again, but soon my mouth was open and my eyes closed as he returned to plowing my ass.
Soon I was writhing as I felt his lips sucking on my neck. I grabbed onto his muscular arms and dug my heels into his back.
He had his palms pressed against the bed on each side of my face while he rammed his thick, long meat into my ass. At one point I found myself kind of biting and sucking on one of his arms while his balls bounced against my butt cheeks.
When he finally came, I was a bit relieved. After his dick unloaded, he collapsed on the bed next to me. Once he caught his breath, he took a wet wipe and wiped his dick off. As we lay there, I felt like I needed to really show him how useful I could be. So after a bit, I moved down and took his soft flesh into my mouth.
As his dick grew in my mouth, he rubbed my head. “That's a good boy. Get your daddy's dick hard again. Your ass need more of your daddy's cock, son?”
“Your fat cock needs more of my tight ass.”
“Yes, it does, Brandon. Yes it does.” He pushed my head down onto his swollen meat, and I started sucking him more eagerly.
Finally, he guided me so that I was on my side lying next to him. “Guide my cock back inside you,” he said, and I felt him sliding his dick in my crack. I reached behind and held onto his thick meat as he reentered me.
I held onto his hard flesh as he slid it into me. I let go as his body got closer to mine.
“I want your cock, Daddy.”
“You want it all inside you, baby boy?”
“Every. Fucking. Inch.”
His hands slid up my sides, and he put me into a full Nelson right before he rammed the rest of his thick cock into my hole.
“Unnnh!”
He slowly pulled it backward before shoving it back in.
“Yes, Daddy! Oh I fucking need it!”
He started doing faster deep thrusts.
“I don't know what fucking happened to you, but I'm sure fucking glad.”
I was grunting as he picked up speed.
“How long you been wanting your daddy's dick, boy?”
“I just thought about it. I didn't know I would like it so much.”
“You fucking love that big black cock, too. You ain't never gonna tell me no, are you?”
“My ass is yours, Daddy!”
“And that mouth! Tomorrow I want to feel you swallowing my load.”
“I'll do it now if you want.”
“No, I'm living in yo ass tonight.”
And he wasn't kidding. We fucked a total of three times. I was ready to beg for sleep by the time he stopped.

In the morning, I had a hard time walking which made him chuckle. We grabbed some food from the truck stop and got back on the road.
After eating, I moved so I could sit closer to him. I noticed he was wearing sweatpants, and I could see his bulge. As we cleared heavier traffic, I started rubbing his dick through his sweats. I liked that he was no longer trying to stop me. He was getting stiff, so I undid the string holding his sweats and pushed them down.
As I took hold of his growing cock, I asked “Will I be as big as you some day?”
“Maybe. Hard to know right now.”
I stared at his dark brown meat while I played with it, although the tip was more pink. I saw he had some veins running up the shaft. Soon I had it in my mouth. I loved tasting his saltiness. There was something about feeling his skin in my mouth and how it moved while I sucked on him.
After a bit I shoved his sweats down more so I could take his heavy ball sac into my mouth, too. I stared at his shaft while I massaged his balls with my lips. I couldn't wait to have him back against my tongue, so I went down on him again.
As I worked his dick, I heard him say “Yeah, you suck that fucking cock, Brandon. You worship it. It's your new god. You show it all the love it deserves. Take it as far down your throat as you can. That's right. Show it how your its little bitch.”
He would occasionally put his hand on the back of my head and shove it down more or make me go faster. I always followed any of his guidance. I wanted him to be happy. I wanted him addicted to me.
When he finally came, he was holding my head down as his dick pumped into my throat. The first bunch made me cough, but I kept swallowing because it seemed to make things easier.
I continued sucking on him a few times after he let go of my head. When I stopped, he had me pull up his sweats. “You did a fucking great job, Brandon. Did you enjoy sucking your old man's dick?”
“I love your cock, Dad!”
“I'm the luckiest dad alive.”

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. We parked at a rest stop for lunch and ate dinner while he drove. By the time he decided to stop for the night, I was so ready to be out of the truck! After he got the hotel key, he sent me into the room while he took care of stuff with the truck.
I went ahead and got naked. I was on the bed when he walked in. He smiled when he saw me. He took off shoes and called me to come over to him. He stood up as I joined him. “Take my clothes off.”
I stripped him. By the time I got to his underwear, he was almost rock hard. I knelt down to take off his socks, and once I pulled the last one off, he guided my head to his crotch. I sucked on his balls for a bit before moving to his dick.
After a bit he guided me back onto my feet. “Put out your hand.” When I did, he squirted lube into my palm. “Get my cock ready for your tight ass.” I rubbed it up and down the thick shaft. He guided me over to the bed, but instead of having me climb onto it, he had be bend over it. My chest was resting against the bedspread with my legs dangling over the edge. I heard him turn on the TV and raise the volume before I felt his hands on my butt cheeks.
He rubbed my hole a few times before I felt him sliding his cock into my butt. My ass still felt sore, but he steadily moved forward until I could feel him pressing against me. His hands moved up and down my back before he took hold of my hips. He started moving it back and forth. “My cock loves your ass.”
“Give it to me, Daddy!”
He began moving faster which made me moan. He smacked my ass which made me jump. He let go of my hips, and I could feel his hands pushing into the mattress on each side of me, and he did deeper thrusts. My fists clenched in the bedspread as he began pulling back more before driving it back in. 
After he did this for a while, I felt his hands gripping my shoulders. He began pulling it back further, and I braced myself. He rammed his cock all the way, which made me do a loud “Unnnhh!” He did it again causing me to yell out “Daddy!” He did this a few more times before he started doing faster, deep thrusts. Soon the headboard was banging against the wall a bit as he used his muscles to really drive it into me hard.
I thought he might slow down, but he kept going at this fast and hard pace for quite a while. When he did slow down, he returned to doing the slow, big thrusts. This time I had to take a mouthful of the blanket. Pressure was building up in my dick, and soon after he was pounding my butt again, I felt an incredible buildup and release. My dick twitched like his, but when I checked I didn't find any cum.
He fucked me for a while, and I continued to be surprised at how long he can last. After we rested, we took a shower together and cuddled for a while before he was ready to do me again. Once again I fell asleep almost immediately from exhaustion.

The next day we hit the road again. After lunch we hit a long stretch with little traffic. “Take your clothes off,” he said while he was driving. Once I was naked, he pulled over. He lowered his sweatpants, and I could see his hard dick. I moved to suck on him, but he stopped me. “You're going to ride it.”
“What?”
“Come over here.”
I moved over to his seat. He kept checking the mirrors to make sure we wouldn't be seen. He had me move so I was facing the steering wheel. He guided me down until I felt his dick sliding inside me. “Sit down all the way.”
I began lowering myself.
“Hurry up. I don't have all day!”
I grimaced as I forced his cock into me faster. I felt his hands on my shoulders, and he pushed me down while moving his hips upwards so that he filled my ass faster. His hands slid down my thighs as I sank down for the final bit. He rubbed my soft dick while he kissed my face.
He put the truck in gear and began driving while I sat on his cock. Every so often he would rub my nipples or my dick. As we continued, I moved my legs so that I was kind of kneeling on the seat, and I began moving my body up and down.
“That's right, Brandon. Fuck yourself with my cock, boy!”
I moved up and down as fast as I could, but I often needed to take breaks where I would just sit on his lap with his cock feeling like it was in my chest. Every so often he would kiss my face, and I turned so we could tongue kiss. 
After a while, he told me to go faster since he was getting close. I did my best, and when he finally shot I heard him say “SHIT!” 
He continued driving for a good time with his dick still occasionally twitching inside my hole. When he had me get back into my seat, I decided to stay naked. It was fun not wearing clothes, especially if it kept my dad thinking of doing me.
As we pulled into the next rest stop, he said “We're going to need more frequent visits when we're back home,” and I knew I had made my goal.