On a crazily hot and humid summer day, under the sun ray, I was riding my bike out of town. It was the first time for me to have crossed the city's limits, but I wasn't so scared, even though I'd left my cell phone in home. I had no destination, I just wanted to go further and further..

In the middle of it, I stopped my bike on the left road side because I felt like I needed to take a big piss. I didn't want to get "lost in the woods", so I just took my piss on the side. After the last drop, there was total quiteness as the sun was squeezing my skin for more sweat. I was taking a deep breath of delight when I heared a voice of a truck coming up. I didn't have much time to understand what that means, until an old and huge truck was very close.

I was putting my dick and balls back into my pants while the truck stopped. A man dropped off it. He was wearing dusty trucker clothes, and he looked 35 to 40 years old, wide, with big muscular build, global head with very short hair and well-arranged and light facial hair. He stepped close to me. "Hey, boy, are you alone here?". I was badly surprised being called "boy" by him, because that year I was about 19. "Oh, yes, I was just riding my bike", I answered friendly.

"You shouldn't be so far away from home. What would you do if I beated the shit out of your ass now?", he said with a grin on his face, and eagerness in his voice tune. That really scared me. All I could manage to say, after my voice tune changed, was "What do you mean, sir?". His evilness smile grew wider as he stepped to attack me, pulling a knife out of his jeans pocket. I would say "Please, sir, don't hurt me" or something like that every second, but he wouldn't care.. Finally, I knew I had to hide myself somewhere, so I started to run in horror, in the trees and auto-plants.

He didn't have to suffer from running behind me and trying to catch me for much time, until he got me, held my chest in his left arm, and put his knife in my neck. Next to the fear I felt with a knife in my neck, ready to cut me anytime, it scared me more the feeling of his hairy arms on my skin, the stregnth of his muscles, the maleness of his voice.

Between my breathing and his laughter, he would lower his head and touch my ears with his lips, and I could feel his dick getting hard in his pants. "Don't worry, I won't kill you boy, but I'll make you wish I did", he whispered as I felt the heat of his hungry mouth. Things were being slowly getting clearer to me. He was going to rape me. If I had any piss left, I would've pissed in my shorts because of horror.

"Get on your knees, boy", he commanded me. Though he let go of me, and I was free to move, and despite all the fear I was feeling, something inside me didn't let me go. I didn't move, and that seemed to be not so fun with him, because later, "GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES WITH YOUR FUCKING FACE TO MY DICK BEFORE I CUT YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF", he shouted loud.

I was helpless. I didn't know what to do, so I started to cry. "Don't cry, it'll get worse if you don't do what I'm telling you to". Finally, I knelt slowly on the floor, turning my face to his legs. "Good, I bet you're thirsty as hell after that ride", he said as he undid the top botton of his jeans and then unzipped. If it's still unclear to you, he was going to make me drink his piss.

"Open up your mouth boy", he commanded, and I did. Instantly, his strong, thick, heavy, rank, hot and yellowish piss came out to keep striking my tongue, before entering my throat, and then going to stream over my system, for more than fifteen seconds. When he finished, and I was disguested as hell, he was going to let the last drop. My mouth was still wide open for more piss, but he loved to try something else. He stuck the tip of his dickhead in one of my nosetrills, and pissed. I coughed out for long time, but that failed to remove the smell and taste of his piss which were killing my senses.

After he was totally comforted, having his bladder totally emptied inside me, "Keep your faggot mouth open", he commanded. I opened up wide, and I was getting used to it, and not crying anymore..but not enjoying it. He pulled his jeans and pants down, and his wide muscular thighs showed with thick hair on them, dripping hard sweat. His hairy balls were low hanging to the heat, and there was a full bush around his dick.

He crammed his dick in my mouth, and "Suck me off, motherfucker", he commanded. I was about to do that, when he shot a big spit in my face. It shot my left eye, and it hurt so fucking bad, but I started to suck his smooth dick, anyway. It wasn't so long until it grew quickly inside my mouth to its full size, but not full hardness, and I had sucked all dirt and dry piss, cum and sweat it, and swallawed. When it was full hard, the head was hitting the top of my throat even though I wasn't sticking it all the way in. I realised I was pleasing a big dick, like 8" or something. But the sure thing is that it was thick in a way that hurts.

So, time moved on, with him spitting all over my face or my hair every what seemed like fourteen seconds, while getting his dick sucked by that big motor mouth. When I felt him tightening and stressing, I realised he was about to shoot his cum inside. "Play with my balls, motherfucker, I'll shoot inside your sweety mouth", he commanded. I obeyed his command, and with that he pulled the roots of my long blonde hair in his fingers, and started to fuck in the depth of my throad roughly. The painful stress of my throat was helping to massage his juicy dickhead..

Don't think the pain was the only damn I was getting.. I was also fourced to breath through his extremely stinky, sweaty hairy crotch. Fuck god I just wanted to SCREAM, just SO LOUDLY, while he was moaning in pleasure as that fever dominated his senses.

"Oh, fuck! Here it comes, bitch. Swallaw it all motherfucker..Oh, OAHH! AHAAHHHH !!"..

Finally, with all that shit he was giving to me, and the fun I was fourced to provide him with, he released about three giant and strong shots of cum consecutively, which were followed by smaller cum drops. They were shot inside my throat, so I didn't have a choise to swallaw or not!

"Guess we're done?!!", he continued, "Hell no, motherfuckin' bitch, I'll fill your fuckin' ass with my cum. You've seen nothing yet!"
With that, he banged me strongley to slide on my back and ass on the floor. I didn't have much time to scream to the pain of the bang, until I saw that my head was between his legs. He took his shoes off, with his socks still on, and them pulled his jeans off. Soon, starting to stroke his dick to get it hard again, he knelt down to the floor, and then parked his ass on my face. His big ass was hairy and sweaty as hell, and his hole was large but loose, very stinky.

I was going to smell some of the most intoxicating filthy ass funk, with a lot of spit still on my face.

"Eat my ass motherfucker", he said.

I started my work eating, biting and munching on his ass, but that garbage funk would never be removed. Very soon he was done making his dick more rockhard, and was ready for a new rockhard action, but wanted to get his ass eaten some more, so he just sat there enjoying the wet rimjob.

After my tongue and teeth were almost exhausted, I felt his ass hole open up on my face, and then he let a huge, loud, wet and smelly fart. I had a few seconds I was almost passing out, but was about ten seconds later bazzed by another big one. His stinky gaz filled my senses, as he laughed loud at the situation I was in.

I was being laughed at by a man who has just farted in my face, keeping in mind that there was a hard fuck very soon.. DON'T YOU THINK THAT A KIND OF HOT MESS?

..and yet
"Keep on eating that stinky ass .. I swear I'll make you shit my cum for houres", he said laughing..

After more minutes of ass rimming, stinky smells and tastes, disguesting stuff.. he wanted to give the same treat for his balls, so just stepped backward and slut his balls in my lips. I didn't know what to do, but later I managed to pop each one of them and twist it weakley in my lips. I also bited on the skin on his ball sack, and that was pleasing him more. Again, the entire time, my nose was buried, and mashed in the sweaty ass hair, fourced to breath the stink through it.

Finally, pulled himself off my face, and I took some deep breathes for fresh air. He gave me some time for that, but not so much.. It wasn't so long before he grabbed my left thigh and set me on my side so that my hips and only right leg and arm stuck to the floor. Then took his socks off and crammed them in my mouth. I tasted some of the saltiest socks jam and juice ever, and wasn't so happy for it. He also surrounded my head by his filthy and wet boxers, with their very bottom area stuck to my nose. He just didn't want me to take a single gasp of air, just wanted to make sure I was disguested. Later he used his knife to rip the crack of my shorts and then pants until my ass crack was out to the air. Lions, and not butterflies, were fighting within my stomach from the fear. It would be the first time to get my vigrin ass fucked.

He shot a big spit in my crack, and then used his already hard dick to twist it over there. Without getting ready yet, he started to push his dick head through my hole. With the time he was sticking the first inch of the hard shaft, I wanted to scream like a whore in her heat, but not with a trucker man's socks in my mouth. Soon, after having my asshole tired of stressfully fighting that big solid thing, it was easy for him to get all inside in one second without a care.

He dominated my head in his right arm, and then started to fuck me fast. and in no time, he was acelerating. I knew that, by far, I'd "seen nothing yet", but I was crying again..just because I wasn't able to scream. He used his teeth to pull my hair and also munch on my neck and left ear roughly. He was getting wild for it, so decided that we were going to change the position.

He pulled out his dick and then set me on my back on the floor, and tilted my legs to my upper bust, until my knees were touching my tits. With that position, my ass cheeks and also my hole were wide open, so it was easier for him. He rested himself on my tilted legs, so my boxers-covered face was facing him, and then stuck his dick back in. That time, he started really fast, and I was about to get crazy..pass out or something. Yet, he would come back to spit all over my head. I was just surrounded by his heat, his roughness, his dirtiness and his sweat smell.

Finally, he was tightening again, and he was moaning and groaning to feel that heat inside him, just about to drain his nuts again, until his big cum shots exploded deep inside my ass. He rested to catch his breath, not changing the position, just like if we weren't done yet, and during that, I felt drop of sweat jumped onto my head from his forehead. He later got up, pulled my teary boxers from me, and socks from my mouth, put all his wears and his shoes on, zipped and bottoned his jeans back .. and went back to his truck.

"Thanks for everything!!", he said, while I cried..

I sat there, full of spit, sweat, dust and dirt, with the ass funk and farting smell still on my face, just crying for what had just happened.. but later, I found myself..just..ABLE to move and go home, or maybe keep riding, just like nothing happened..

The End