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#350
This is a direct follow up to Story #320.
“Hey boy.  Figured I’d find you back here, cruising for driver cock I see.  Ha Ha!  Good boy.  You missed your old man?  I know it was what four days?  I’m glad to have you back.  Let’s go to our cab.  No we ain’t going to play, not yet.  I have a couple of piss bottles for ya.  I hope you are thirsty….
“Did Harvey treat you well?  Well, did he treat you like the cunt fag we know you are?  Good.  I’ll talk to him later.  Are you cleaned out?...  Do you have any load in there?  Four? Damn boy!  I told you to have fun with other drivers, but four?  How many for the four days?  Eleven?  Fuck yeah boy!  You make your Master proud.
“Here we are.  Truck Sweet Truck.  You’ve got housecleaning to do when we hit the road.  No, we’re not going up.  I have other plans.  Come back here, between the two trailers.  No one can see us.  Come here.  Welcome back! 
“I missed smacking you across the face so bad.  Fuck that feels right.  My dick is getting hard from that one slap.  I was going to wait until later, but…  turn around.  Bend over a little bit.  Pull down your sweatpants a little. 
“We are far enough in the back here, no one is going to see us, unless they walk by and happen to catch a man and his cunt between to trailers.
“Damn, you are loose!  No shit you got plowed eleven times.  And damn!  I can feel those loads.  When we get on the road, you are going to have to work on tightening up that cunt muscle.  Boy, this is where I need to be, buried balls deep in you—inside my cunt.  Clamp down as much as you can….  Fuck yeah.  I ain’t going to last much longer.  No time to go into beast mode.
“Oh yeah boy.  Reach underneath and play with my balls.  Oh yeah, just like that.  Here is comes boy.  Here it fucking comes!  Fuck boy.  Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuck!
“Whew.  OK boy, go to it.  Damn! Look at the coating on my dick.  Clean me up.  I hope you cleaned up each man that dumped in you as well.  I will beat the fuck out of you if you ever disrespect any man who used you.  Your mouth feels so good around my dick. 
“I’m not going to piss in you yet.  Get up.  Let me get those piss bottles….  Here.  One is for you to drink now, and one will be later. 
“Here give your master a kiss….  Damn, your face smells of ass.  Harvey’s?  I know he likes to have his shitter eaten out.  Don’t worry.  Your face is going to reek of piss.  Drink up….  Heh heh!  That’s my toilet.  Don’t chug it all down, save an inch or two and pour it all over your face….  Now you will smell of ass and piss, like you lived in a seedy men’s bathroom.  Just like you should be… 
“Now hold on.  You know what’s going to happen.  That slap is going to leave one nasty red mark.  Now for the other side….  Don’t fucking flinch….  Good boy.  Now you are the way I want you for tonight: covered in piss, smelling of ass, redden by a few bitch slaps, and brewing a spooge stew in your cunt.  Let’s go.  Grab the other piss bottle.  Follow me.
“God I missed you.  I know it was only four days, but damn I had to deal with my fucking ex-wife.  It’s official, we are no longer married, and everything has been split up.  All the paperwork is done.  Done!  I have no idea why I needed to be there; it could have been done on the road through e-mail.  She managed to get me so fucking pissed off; I’m glad you weren’t there or you might have wound up with a few broken bones.  I was so fucking angry.  My first wife didn’t drag this shit out like that stupid cunt.  Fuck! On my drive back here, all I was thinking about was having you by my side.  That made everything right.
“This is the first time I have been back to this truck stop in many years.  I told you about it several times.  This is where I met the owner of this place and his boy who turned out to be his bitch boy.  I watched that fagboy worship his owner, and I wanted to find my own version of that.  God knows, I didn’t find it with my cunt bitch of a second wife.  I think deep down I knew it needed to be a fag.
“I mentioned that story to Harvey, and he said he knows the owner quite well.  So we arranged this weekend for me to celebrate the finalization of my divorce, and, I didn’t forget this, the six month anniversary of me taking you in as my obedient fag.
“Tonight, we are going to hang around that same firepit.  It’ll be a little bit colder, but the fire should keep you warm.  I timed this just right to kickback and watch the sunset.  You will be on display.  Don’t fucking embarrass me.  You do exactly as you are told, no matter what is being expected of you.  I will decide if something should seem to cross the line.
“I do have a surprise for you.  The firepit is over there, behind that bar and restaurant.  There’s way more growth, so it will provide even more privacy, not that they curbed their activities before.
“Look.  Harvey is already there getting serviced by two naked slaves.  That man is such a pig.  Oh and there’s the owner.  When we get there, strip naked and kneel beside me.
“Hey Harv, I see you wasted no time….  Hi, we’ve met before, many years ago.  I’m Mack.  And you… Hutch?  Glad to meet you Hutch.  I assume those two fag boys over there on Harvey are yours.  Well, this is the fag Harvey told you about.  He’s been my property for about six months.  We connected on the internet, and this fag gets it when it comes to servicing, sacrificing, suffering, and submitting to men. 
“Cunt, go over to Hutch and clean his boots.  And if he wants to use your toilet mouth, he’s gonna. 
“I see you knew I was coming.  You have a cigar and a glass of… Scotch?  Fuck yeah.  Perfect timing. 
“Harv, give me one of those fags.  I’m just going to sit here and watch the sun set, with a nice smoke, and a faggot to suck on my cock….  Next to two other men doing the same.  Life can’t get any better than this….
“Wow.  That was stunning.  Driving a truck for a living, my schedule limits kicking back and enjoying the good things in life.  I’m glad I have a cunt with me, taking care of my needs along the way.  In fact,…
“Hutch, when do you think you’ll be ready?...  Whenever I am?  Let’s do this. 
“Hey boy, get over here and take over kneeling between my legs.  Lean forward and give me a hug.  Plant your chin firmly on my chest, between my nips.  Let me look at you.
“Ok boy, ignore whatever Harvey and Hutch and his two slave boys are doing behind you.  Focus on me, and what I have to say.  I’m whispering so that only you can here this.  I want this to be just between us.  You understand?
“Good.  Good.  As I said to you before, I am glad I took you in as my boy, my cunt, my slave, or my whatever.  I have no idea what type of fag you are to me, other that one that works for me.  After these last few days without you, I am certain that I want you with me going forward.  I want you to be with me, always.  You mean so much to me.  I love you boy.  I love you.  I do have a question for you. 
“No, I am not asking you to marry me; I would never go through that bullshit again.  So get that out of your head now.  Do you want to be my boy, permanently? 
“…You make me so fucking happy.  Ok.  I do have a ring for you.  No, while it’s not jewelry, it does symbolize your permanent commitment to me.  I love you.
“Ok guys.  Let’s do this.
“Boy, you are going to be held in place by me and Harvey.  Hug me.  Hug me hard.  I’m going to kiss you to muffle your screams.  The branding will last only a few seconds, but the ‘O’ ring brand on your right ass cheek will be permanent.
“This needs to happen.  Scream into my mouth….
“…It’s done.  Shh, shh, I got you.  I got you.  It’s fine boy.  I love you boy.
“Hutch has some ice to cool it down.  That should feel soothing.  C’mon exhale.  I got you. 
“Ahh.  You probably feel that don’t you?  Yeah, I’m getting hard.  Scoot down and give me some head.  Boy, don’t you dare think things will change just because I gave you that ring.  Get that idea out of your head right now.
“You need to get back to servicing me.  I have a long night planned for you to celebrate your commitment to me.  I don’t know many drivers who fuck fags, but Harvey apparently does.  We got a gang bang planned for you. 
“Look up at me….  Goddammed, even in your confused state, your face is so fucking slapable.  That will never change.
“Hutch, want the honors of being first to fuck my son?...  I fucked him a while back.  I’ll take his cunt when it’s all full, from the other drivers.
“Son, I love the sound of that.  Son, pay no attention to what is going on behind you about who is mounting you.  Rather focus on my cock.  Focus on my pleasure.  Focus on me, your dad.
“Going forward, instead of Sir or Master, I want you to start calling me Dad.  That just seems right.  Don’t you think son?”
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