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I was never into the normal gay life or relationships. I had always been somewhat of a loner and very comfortable in my own company. I grew up in a tough neighbourhood and had always liked rough men. I was not the biggest guy in the world, standing five-foot-ten inches tall, but at least I had a decent dick. Eight thick inches would describe my knob perfectly, and I had always been able to impress my sexual partners with my endowment.There was a funny story I once read about Rudolf Nureyev, a ballet dancer, who apparently was very promiscuous. Allegedly, when he met up with a male that he wanted to have sex with he always set a challenge; stating that the guy with the biggest cock got to fuck the other one’s arse. Apparently, he usually won the contest. On that note, giving or receiving was immaterial to me and I was totally versatile.When I finally left home and settled into my own place, it was a blessing, I very shortly found my personal heaven. It was a truck stop about five miles out of town. I had chanced upon it by accident one day and thereafter, it became the mainstay of my sex life. Big, smelly, ultra-masculine guys were like magnets to me and the truck stop fulfilled Haramidere escort all those needs. I fucked and got fucked regularly, happily satisfying all my sexual requirements. Mostly, we would make out in their trucks in a sweaty haze of funk. From time to time, however, we would go back to my place and I would contentedly return them back to their trucks, once we were done. Quite a few of the truckers also became repeat visitors.One Tuesday night at the truck stop I met Ilyich. Ilyich was a truck driver and had a weekly routine delivering and collecting goods, between the same two cities. Although he passed this stop twice a week he had never stayed over before. As I sat in my vehicle observing the activity, I saw him make his way to the ablution area.If I could have handpicked the kind of man I was hopeful to encounter, he surpassed my dreams. He was large and bulky, dripping masculinity. As I quickly made my way to the toilet, I hoped like hell that I would be in luck that evening. Sadly, not all truckers are looking to hook-up and often, the best looking ones are not interested.Fortunately, Ilyich was at the long steel urinal İkitelli escort bayan and it immediately appeared that I was in luck. As we stood side by side our mutual green lights were activated. Without speaking he gave me a smile, and then with a shake of his head beckoned me to follow him.En route to his truck we introduced ourselves and given his unusual name, he told me that his parents had been born in the Ukraine. The accommodation behind the seats in his truck was rather cramped, but there was, however, a fairly decent sized bed. Ilyich immediately began stripping and I followed suit. His hairy body was magnificent and my excitement just kept escalating. Ilyich’s uncut knob was of average endowment, which I did not mind. Firstly, I was not a size queen and secondly, it was always far more comfortable to suck a guy who was not hung like a horse. Ilyich, though, was very taken with my thick knob.As we stood before one another he reached out and gripped hold of my thick dick, “My hole is going to enjoy this punishment, Paul,” he uttered, salaciously.I correctly read this as a clear sign of what was to follow, because he promptly Escort Çapa lay back on his bed and pulled his legs back inviting me to fuck him. The horny irony before me was breath-taking, because having a submissive butch man offering to be your bitch, was a total turn-on for me.Impishly, I decided to teach him some restraint and leisurely knelt, before my mouth attacked his hole voraciously. I had never before met a man who derived so much pleasure from his manhole. Ilyich immediately began whimpering like a horny slut as my tongue speared his butt. His murmurs were mesmerising as I got into full swing.“Push your pussy lips out for me,” I ordered.As I nibbled on the soft flesh of his sphincter, Ilyich panted with excitement. Next, I grasped his nuts in my right hand and began to squeeze them. From his ecstasy, I knew that he wanted me to increase my intensity, and so I really began to give his balls a good working over. Cries and gasps flowed from him with a rhapsodic lustiness. Changing hands as I lifted into a crouch position my left hand now grasped his nuts, as the first two fingers of my right hand commenced spearing his arse. As my mouth sheathed his dick, Ilyich began to writhe convulsively.“Please,” he began to beg, “please, fuck me.”Straightening my body I placed my fat knob at his manhole. When I looked into his eager eyes, Ilyich simply uttered one word; “Hard.”As I stabbed into his butt with force, I watched him flinging his head back before growling loudly.

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