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THE LAST STALL - FULL LOAD
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental.
No part of this publication may be reproduced without written permission from the author.
This story is for adults only (+18).
All characters are adults.
In the previous story, The Last Stall
In the men’s restroom of a service area, under the cold fluorescent lights and the smell of piss and recent sex, Big Hank — a large, robust, hairy trucker — occupied the last stall.
You walked in looking for a place to take a shit and found him with the door open, sitting on the toilet, one big hand resting on his package, watching you without hurry.
He invited you in.
Inside that narrow stall you sucked his cock until he came in your mouth, filling it with thick, hot cum.
Now, still tasting his load on your tongue, he has asked you to fuck him. It’s been days since anyone has been inside him, and he is waiting.
You are still on your knees in front of him.
He rises slowly, stands, and turns around without a word.
He leans forward and plants his large, hairy hands on the wall behind the toilet, spreading his legs a little wider.
He offers you his ass completely. Without a word.
It is large, wide and hairy.
The cheeks are thick, covered in dark and grey hair, and they shine with sweat.
The smell rises at once: the sweat of hours sitting in the truck, of a closed crotch, of an ass that has had no air all day.
It smells strong. Maybe he hasn’t cleaned himself properly after so many hours.
You like it. You like it a lot. It turns you on hard.
Your cock throbs just from the smell.
You look at it up close. You admire it.
You let your eyes travel over the thick cheeks, the dark and grey hair curling with sweat, the deep cleft that disappears between them.
You smell it with your nose almost brushing the skin.
The smell is dense, hot, the smell of a man who has been sitting in a truck for hours.
You like it. You like it so much your cock hardens even more just from having it this close.
With both hands you spread his cheeks.
You open them fully, without hurry, feeling the soft, hot flesh under your palms.