Stories about & for us Queers

"Well there Mr. Josh, you gonna answer? I got me a schedule to keep, so you want the ride, you gotta pay the price, what's it gonna be kid?"

"I don't have any money," he replied, trying to buy himself time.

"Money? No, but you got something else you can pay with."

"I don't do that," he said, his voice shaking somewhat trying to figure a way out.

"Then you don't ride kid, so make up your mind, first time for everything."

"Uh, well, what exactly do I have to do?"

The driver looked at Josh, taking in his young body, the way his clothes hung on him, and that lovely sweet basket of his. He liked his job, driving the back roads instead of the super highways always brought him some entertainment. He specially loved those young farm boys, running from home. Their milk was always sweet and they never caused trouble. This one looked really inviting, and he could almost taste that young fresh virgin dick buried in those faded jeans.

Josh waited, his heart beating. He had to get away from this place, and yet he really didn't know if he could let some stranger into his pants. He knew he preferred men, but his experience to say the least was limited to his own fantasies in the bathroom or privacy of his bedroom. He could feel himself blushing as the driver stared at his crotch. He was scared, but his dick didn't seem to mind the staring, as it was feeling pretty hard in his jeans as the driver kept his eyes on his crotch.

He knew he was going to have this kid, the way the kid was still hanging on the door and not running. Funny how that worked, how some of these farm boys were so anxious to get away they would do anything, and this one was no exception.

"Well for starters Kid you can get in and undo those jeans and let me see just whether or not you got anything worth giving a ride to."

Josh took a look down the long empty highway, the eerie rustling of the trees in the light wind, all of it telling him of no other way out. A coldness flew threw his body, he shivered as he climbed into the truck cab. He kept his eyes to the ground, looking at the dirty floorboards. With a deep sigh and a heavy heart, he reached over to his pants and popped the button.

His heart was beating fast as he undid his jeans. The zipper went down easily and as he reached inside to pull his shorts to one side, his cock popped out, exposing a long 8 inch cock, glistening in the day's light. Josh pushed his jeans apart, lifting himself slightly, to get his whole dick out for inspection.

The driver watched Josh push his zipper down. He licked his thin lips in anticipation, and when the hard cock came out, he almost let out a long sigh of appreciation. He had seen lots of young dick before, but this was a real treat. His mouth drooled as he envisioned that large cock wedged between his lips and he looked up to Josh, seeing the boy with his eyes closed shut. He smiled to himself, thinking how easy this was.

'Well, guess that'll get you somewhere up the road Kid, now you just leave it out there while I get us going some ways, and then we'll see how much further you can really go." Josh just sat there, his head now turned to look out the window, his pants down to his knees, his hard cock bouncing in the air as the truck roared down the old highway. He was feeling dirty with each passing mile. He had hoped this wouldn't be how his first time would be, but he had no choice, at least so he thought. He had to

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