'Kevin, how would you like your first blowjob.' As we got back in the truck I thought, now's my chance. I stopped just south of Birmingham to grab a sandwich. 'Well, I guess I could let him suck me off.' 'What if he wanted you to, say, perform sexually for him?' I learned that he had no girlfriend, liked riding around on trucks, and would like to ride around more often. I had a hard time keeping the truck on the road-I couldn't take my eyes off his cut cocktool. He stuck it in the bottle, filled it once, drained it, and filled it again. Even in the dim light from the dashboard, I could see one helluva long piece of meat, thick with pulsing veins. He opened his zipper, dug around inside, and proceeded to UNROLL his cock.
