I love driving across the country. Cruising in my black Chevy Colorado, hitting all the small towns on the way. It helps that I have a string of hot fuck buddies on all major routes, always eager for their daddy to stop by. Many are young rural twinks always horny for dick and a hot older dom to show them the ropes. When I'm not in the mood for training some young pup, I also have a scattering of other leather daddies who are always up for some mutual play sessions. This has become the perfect life for me. I realized I am a lone wolf who only finds company when needed.
Even when I hit a new town, the apps are always sure to provide. With my profile filled with pictures of my muscular frame, salt and pepper beard and 9 inch cock… There is always some hungry slut who is waiting for a dom daddy to stop by their small town. Although now in my fifties, I have been blessed with piercing eyes and a rugged face that many men still find alluring. I feed into the gay fantasy of the big cock daddy who's happy to take charge. Thankfully it is one shared by many and something I have taken full advantage of. As a result I get more dick now than I did when I was in my twenties. The confidence boost I get as result, only fuels my dom nature, making me more and more aggressive with each encounter. Something my hooks up have come to love.
Today, I have been driving for 4 hours and needed to stop for a piss really bad. I saw a rest stop coming up, so I turned in. As I parked my truck, I decided after I took a leak, I would pull up a map and plan out where I was going to stay tonight. I needed to work out what I was in the mood for and see who was in the area. As I stepped out of my truck I looked over and saw a hot 30 something getting off his black Indian motorbike. Although he had his helmet on, I was immediately turned on by his swagger. As he took off his leather jacket and helmet, I was pleasantly surprised he was hotter than I could have dreamed of. With messy mid length hair, lean frame and his chiseled features coated in 5 o'clock shadow, he was somewhere between Twink and bear. The perfect compromise when you can't decide.
He put his stuff down and headed to the bathrooms. I waited and watched him walk into the rest stop facilities. I noticed his black leather boots and tight jeans hugging his muscular thighs and fat round arse. I realized then, I knew what I wanted to do tonight. Of course, I had no idea if he was gay or even interested in men, but knew I had to explore the possibility. I got up and followed him in. As I walked in I saw he was at one of the urinals. I got another long look at those tight jeans stretched across his arse. Although there were many other urinals free, I chose the one next to him. As I pulled up, I took a quick look at his cock. It was a nice size, even semi erect. I stared just long enough for him to know I was looking but not enough to make him uncomfortable. As he turned to look at me, our eyes made contact. He looked at me, and I saw some intimidation on his face. I smiled briefly and then got to business. I pulled out my cock which was still 6 inches semi erect. I then let out a heavy stream of piss that had built up over four hours. I caught him looking down. Not sure if he liked what he saw but he definitely stared a little too long.
He quickly wrapped up and headed to sink to wash his hands. I turned my head around and caught him staring at me through the mirror. I smiled again and he looked away. He quickly dried his hands and headed out. I could not tell if this fish took the bait or not, but I knew it was now up to him. I washed up and headed back to my truck. I looked over to where the biker was parked. He had his jacket and helmet on and was back on his bike. I realized then that nothing was probably going to happen here. He started up and began driving off, but as he drove past me and my truck he slowed a little to get a good look at me before he took off. If he was interested he certainly was playing hard to get, which only turned me on more.
I took a swig of some water and then got back in my truck. I started to drive off. He had a good 10 min head start so I knew it was probably futile to follow. I started driving, thinking about a back up plan. He had me horny as fuck and knew I needed some action tonight. I started to go through my list of options that were in driving distance but none were what I wanted. The biker was in my head and few could match up. I was getting pissed … that cocktease had me wanting him so fucking bad. I decided I would just focus on driving to give me some time to get him out of my head.
After about half an hour I was finally thinking clearly and began fantasizing again about plans for tonight. It was then that I saw something in the distance. It was a guy with a bike in one of those abandoned picnic rest areas, the ones which were just a basic pull off which had an old table and tree and no facilities. I saw these scattered throughout but they seemed to be hardly used anymore. It looked like it was the biker who stopped at the previous rest stop half an hour ago.. He was clearly smoking something and taking a break. I was a little surprised, why did he not take a smoke break at the rest stop. Either he was smoking something illegal or I scared him enough he wanted to just get away and chose a new spot for his break.
As I got closer, I could see it was him. He was leaning against his Indian bike and enjoying his smoke. I slowed a little as I went by to check him out. He clearly recognized my truck and took a long stare as I drove by. Immediately I got hard again. Fuck he was hot. I did not know if he wanted me to stop or was glad I drove by. At first I thought I would ignore it and drive on. If he was hoping I'd stop, he was out of luck, as he was playing a little too hard-to-get for my liking. But then my Dom side kicked in and I knew I wanted him and had nothing to lose. I took a hard spin of steering well and did an illegal u turn across the grassy median. I looked over. Despite seeing me coming back, he did not move. As I got closer, I did another u turn and pulled into the rest area.
I drove up to be parallel to him. I stopped close to the shoulder, giving a reasonable distance between me and him. I turned off my truck and looked over at him. He was staring back at me. I took a swig of my water as I watched him some more. I noticed he was smoking a big fat cigar. I was pleasantly surprised. Although I like a joint or two, nothing is sexier than a man smoking a gar. I could tell he was not new to gars as he was patient when he smoked, slowly bringing it to his lips and inhaling. Fuck this motherfucker was too hot. And clearly knew it.
I watched for a while to assess the situation. Although he always was looking my way, he acted like he didn't give a fuck. I knew I would have to make a move. At first I thought I would start with some small talk to gage interest, but then decided that I did enough messing around and I was going to be true to my dom nature. I took off my hoodie to reveal my black cutoff shirt which highlighted my big arms, chain necklace and muscular frame best. I wanted it to be clear who he was dealing with.
I stepped out of my truck. As my cowboy boots hit the ground, a small dust cloud shot up under my bulk. I sauntered around my truck and approached him slowly. He continued to show no reaction. Maintaining his don't give a fuck stance. As I got closer he took an inhale of his cigar and blew a large plume of smoke my way. I found that so fucking hot. Standing close to him, we exchanged an intense stare but nothing was said. I decided I would make the first move. Without missing a beat, I took the cigar from his lips and brought it to my own. He blew his last breath of smoke my way as I puffed on his gar.
As I took it from my lips, I said, “You like to play hard to get, don't you boy”. He just smiled. How did you know this daddy would happily stop for a cigar. He replied, he knows how to read a room. I smiled and said, “good boy”. I got closer and ran my hands over his groin and said… There are a few other things this daddy will stop for. He did not move away and smiled. “Why don't you show daddy you know how to treat him properly”. I then placed my hands on his shoulder and with some pressure pushed him down to his knees. He complied with minimal resistance. Looking up at me he asked… “right here by the road?”. I looked down at him, gar between my lips, “you'll do whatever Daddy tells you boy”.
Without further question, he undid my zipper. He fumbled to get my cock out, trying to get the full length that was wrapped inside my jockstrap. As it was partially erect this took some effort. Once released he took a long look at my cock, admiring the full length. He then grabbed the base with one hand and guided it to his eager mouth. He traced the head of my cock with his tongue, tasting my precum and sweat. Once he got the taste of it, he then opened wide and took my dick all the way… slowly gliding to base, easily taking it all despite its size. He was certainly not new to handling big dicks. He then backed up, and went back down, and started to masturbate my member with his lips.
I was surprised how easy it was. I either intimidated him and he realized resistance was futile or I had found myself one horny little slut. I took a long inhale of the cigar as I looked down at his chiseled jaw stretched over my cock, pleased with this catch. I ran my hand through his shaggy hair, encouraging him to keep going. As his eagerness increased, so did his pace on my cock. Although I liked this, I also wanted this to last longer, so I reminded him to slow it down, telling him I had a while to go on this gar and nowhere else to be. He obliged with a gargled “yes sir”.
As any gar smoking daddy knows, there's nothing better than blowjob while enjoying a big fat stogie. This cigar and this boy was hitting a spot and I could have stayed like this for hours, but I knew that this was not the time and place. After a few more good inhales, me on the gar and him on my cock, I decided to grab him by his leather jacket collar and drag him back up to standing. Reluctantly he stood and stared at me, with mouth agape and eager eyes. I leaned in to kiss him. His mouth was moist with saliva and tasted of cock. We locked lips as my tongue explored his mouth to get the full flavor of my cock and his saliva. I then backed up to take another hit of my gar. He just stared at me anxiously. As I exhaled I leaned in and said “you ready for me to take that arse of yours?”. He quickly replied “Yes, sir”.
I spun him around and pushed his head down, so he was bent over his bike, arse in the air. I reached around to undo his belt and zipper. As I began to pull his pants down they got caught on his large rounded arse. This made me smile. I pulled back on his pants to help stretch them up and over his arse. As I did, I got a good look at my prize. This boy was serving and I was eager to get in there. I first leaned in and bent over him. Pushing my cock up against his crack, I whispered into his ears, “you are going to need to keep this gar lit while I taste you. Do you hear me boy?”. Without waiting for a reply, I put the gar between his lips and he inhaled.
I then backed up and kneeled down so my face was lined up with his arse. This boy was certainly blessed. I took a cheek in each hand and spread them apart to reveal his beautiful hole. I was eager to get in there and taste him. I buried my face in his arse and rubbed my beard along his cheeks. My tongue explored until I found the rim of his hole. I poked and probed with my tongue but got some resistance. I decided to use my thumb to open him up more and get him going. I started forcing my thumb in his hole aggressively stretching it out. I then replaced it with my index fingers so I could explore his prostate. From his moans I knew that I was hitting his key spots.
With him stretched out more, I returned to using my tongue, exploring every aspect of his arse and tasting that sweat and juices. With his increased breathing and moaning I knew this horny little pig was enjoying every moment. I then reminded him that he better be keeping my gar going as I will need it when I fuck you. I know he was a little taken back but as he took some long inhales on the gar, I went back to work, spreading his arse cheeks further and further apart.
I then heard a loud honk from a semi trailer truck. At that moment, I forgot we were outside and parked along a two way highway. I knew that my truck hid much of the action but if a driver was paying attention they'd catch a quick glimpse of what was happening, even at 60 mph. Apparently some people approved. Knowing this only turned me on more. Having the world see me making this biker my bitch was hot. I stood up.
I noticed the boy was also a little shocked at the reminder we just had that we were outside, and paused and looked at me for guidance. For a second time I took the gar from his lips and brought it to mine. He stared, not sure if this was the end of our triste or the beginning of the next thing. I then told him, “let's really give these motherfuckers a show”. With that I grabbed my dick and brought it to his hole. He looked back at me a little nervous. I was not sure if that was because we were outside or because he was intimated by the size.
I didn't give this much thought as I teased his hole with the head of my cock. Circling the rim, running it through the saliva I left. I then briefly took gar from lips and spat a huge wad onto his arse. I used my cock to guide it to his hole and then slowly entered him. Although I had stretched him a little with my fingers and tongue, he was still very tight. I took it slow as I pushed deeper and deeper. He leaned into his bike to help offer some resistance. I kept pushing listening for clues from him as to where he was on the pain-pleasure spectrum. As his moans increased I pushed further in until I was finally balls deep.
I could tell he had forgotten he was outside and his focus was on his arse. With cock down to hilt, I paused and took a long inhale of my gar. Giving him a chance to fully accommodate my cock. As his breathing returned to normal, I pulled out slowly. I could feel his mix of relief and disappointment the further out I was. However before he could relax, I rammed myself back in with full force. He let out a huge exhale of air and a tiny scream. This turned me on. I then repeated my action, slowly pulling out and ramming it back in. My pace started to increase and soon I was pounding his arse like a jackhammer. His whole body shook, shaking the bike with it.
As my pace increased I knew I was close. After the blow job and this arse I was ready to fill this boy up with my seed. Mark him as mine. I went fully in, up to the hilt and leaned over him. Cigar between lips, blowing smoke across his ear, I said.. “how do you want me, in your arse or down your throat”. He looked around and said.. “both sir”. I smiled, that was a good answer, as it seemed like he might be up for another round. I decided I wanted to look in his eyes as I bred him. So I pulled out, grabbed his shoulder and spun him around until he was seated on the ground looking up at me. I brought my cock to his beautiful lips and guided it back into his mouth. He licked the arse sweat and precum from the head.
I knew I could not last much longer. I pulled out from his lips and took my cock in hand and slapped him across the face. He looked up wantingly, mouth agape as I masturbated myself close to shooting. As I got close to the edge, feeling the cum rising up my shaft, I quickly shoved my cock back into his mouth, all the way down his throat. His lips clasped tightly around my member. In that moment I felt my body shake as I shot load after load down his throat. His lips held tightly as my cock spasmed in his mouth. As I finished, I watched his Adam's apple rise and descend as he swallowed his reward.
After a moment, I slowly pulled out from his mouth. He offered some resistance, trying to keep me there. Once fully out, I stood back and put my semi erect cock back in jockstraps and buckled up my pants. I then focused on my gar as I watched him stand up and put his cock back too. As he did this, I grabbed his wrist and said, … “Daddy is more than happy to help his boy out before he heads on.” He smiled and said, “I appreciate that but maybe later.” I smiled at the idea there might be later. He then confessed, he had already cum while I was fucking him. He pointed at the leather seat of his bike where his jiss was sparkling in the sunlight. I went over and ran my fingers through it, feeling the warm liquid on the hot leather. I brought my now cum covered fingers to my lips and cleaned them off. We both looked at each other and just smiled.
I asked why he did not say anything. He confessed he did not want me to stop or lose momentum. He had not been fucked that good in long time. He said, normally people assume he was a top and wanted him to fuck them. He said he's usually happy to oblige but sometimes wants someone else to take charge. It is not often he finds a man dominant enough to do that. I told him, “well glad our paths crossed” He said, so was he.
I asked him where he was heading. He told me that he was just going where the wind took him. He was just traveling to see the country. I nodded, and said so was I. He replied, “maybe I could follow you for a bit?. I am sure you know some good spots.” I smiled. Sure, we can have some adventures together, at least until we get bored of each other. Sounds like a perfect plan, he replied. Where to now. I replied I know a nice hotel in a reservation casino which has smoking rooms and cheap whiskey. Shall we start there. He smiled and said, lead the way.
