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There’s a weird thrill to being exposed and vulnerable in a stranger’s truck, and when the older, scruffy, pot-bellied trucker with long hair and dangerous grey eyes, grabbed his naked thigh, he let it happen. When the man told him to spread his legs, he’d done it.
Maybe he should have said no, should have gotten out and waited for someone else. Too late now.
He’s in the back of the truck, lying on his belly, arms and legs hogtied with the guy’s sweat-soaked briefs stuffed in his mouth, the taste of cock and day-old piss on his tongue while the man raw fucks his pussy.
“Fuck, this pretty boy cunt is so tight,” the man growls, bring a large, meaty hand down to smack Keith’s ass. Keith yelps, muscles tensing, and then man groans, spanking him again. “Yeah, bitch! Squeeze daddy’s cock!”
He speeds up his thrusts, the loud clapping of skin on skin filling up the back of the truck as he slams himself into Keith’s pussy over and over with surprising strength. It would seem that under the beer belly, the guy is built like a shit brick house.
“Mmm, yeah. Listen to that wet pussy,” the man growls. “I knew you’d love it.”
Keith shakes his head, even as he feels red hot arousal from the delicious humiliation of being left on the side of the road and being picked up by some pervert, seen as a subhuman plaything, being tied up and gagged in the back of some truck in the middle of nowhere with some sicko plunging his fat, bare cock into Keith’s unprotected pussyhole.
His pussy spasms, eyes rolling back as he screams into the briefs, soaking them with his drool as his pussy starts to squirt, spraying more with each brutal thrust.
He tries to speak around the gag, squirming under the large trucker. After a few moments, a hand yanks the briefs out of his mouth.
“What was that, boy?”
“Breed me!” Keith shouts. “I’m not on the pill.” That’s true, he has an IUD. “Spill it in me and get me pregnant!”
The man groans, slapping Keith’s ass again. “Yeah, baby? You wanna get knocked up by some random stranger?”
“Yeah,” Keith gasps out. “Please. Please, please, plea-mmf!!”
The perv shoves his underwear back in Keith’s open mouth, fat cock throbbing inside Keith as he spills hot cum inside him. The man sighs, keeping his cock deep in Keith’s pussyhole, and after a moment, Keith feels fresh heat spraying inside of him, the acrid scent of piss filling the truck.
He tries to groan a protest, but the man ignores him, finishing up his piss before pulling out. He wipes his cock on Keith’s face and dumps him unceremoniously out the back of his truck with a laugh and driving away.
It’s several long minutes before another car stops, feet crunching through the gravel and dirt on the side of the road.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Shiro teases, and Keith tilts his head up to look up at his boyfriend with a needy groan.
Shiro chuckles, leaning down to pull the underwear free from his mouth.
“Hi,” Keith croaks out.
“Hey, slut,” Shiro answers, working on untying him. “What kind of guy did you meet out here, huh? You get taken advantage of?”
Keith laughs. “You know I did.”
Shiro hums his agreement. “Yeah,” he says, reaching over to pull Keith’s pussy lips open and inspect him.
“Let’s get you in the car,” he says after a few more moments. When Keith looks, he can see his boyfriend’s cock is hard and straining in his jeans. “I want my turn next.”