Trucker gay stories

This is one of them. They can say whatever they want, but that's the way it is. Sadly, the answer to that was probably no. Through thoughtfully curated narratives, we celebrate diverse relationships, share real experiences, and inspire. I knew I would be able to get some real food a bit later in the day.

I'm bisexual and verse, and I've never had any complaints from any of the men or women I've been with. I took a look at myself in the small trucker I had mounted on the back of the passenger seat of my truck. I had met a big bear of a man at a truck stop and he had fucked me in the dark of my trailer.

Last night was a scorcher, so I had slept completely naked. Period. Once I was ready to go, I climbed back into my cab and hit the road. I'm a grower, so when soft it looks somewhat small, completely buried in my foreskin, but it grows to an impressive 7 inches and a bit thicker than average when at full gay.

I'm a ginger, with short hair and a nice goatee. Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing.

Anybody (male) who will let another male suck him off is gay/homo, or bisexual at best, either by choice or by necessity. I grabbed something to eat from one of the vending machines, which wasn't great but it was better than nothing.

I gave myself a once over and smiled, liking what I saw. I was starting off on day two of a three day trip. Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

My name is Sean, and I'm a long haul truck driver. I swung my legs over the edge of the cot in the back of my sleeper cab and stretched my muscles. I've also gotten to have many fun experiences. I have some bright ginger chest hair and a happy trail that leads down to my thick bush.

I felt my dick start to story at the memory, and I picked up my phone to see if I had time to jack off before I needed to leave. I'm a pretty good looking guy, in my mid 30s, 5'8", a bit chubby but still in decent shape. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Welcome to my channel, where authentic LGBTQ+ love stories come to life. I grabbed some clean clothes and got dressed, hopping out of my truck to pop into the rest stop for a quick bathroom break and shave. My job takes me all around the country, and I get to meet all sorts of fun people.

I have a few tattoos here and there, souvenirs from some of my favourite places I've been. My alarm startled me awake and I sat up groggily. I started thinking about how it had been a good couple weeks since I had gotten laid last.