Gay Truck Stories

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The Beautiful Quinn

by Cumpup39 on Feb 11, 2019
Gay Male

I was several hours away from home on a hunting trip by myself for a couple weeks. Being in the outdoors alone was awesome, but around the campfire at night got lonely, especially for a horny guy like me. I'm 43, bisexual, white, stand 5' 7" tall, and am in great shape. Six days a week in the gym sees to that! I'm married with kids, but my wife and family...

Station Ch. 00: Intro - The Game Bus

by darkfaded on Jan 22, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** ***Writer's Note*** This is my first time writing a story, hope you would enjoy reading it as much as me writing it. My characters narrated in the story, take on the appearance of Adam Foster and Nat Wolff from the show, room 104 season 1 episode 7, "The Missionaries." Sin...

The Game Bus Ch. 00 - Intro

by darkfaded on Mar 2, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** ***Writer's Note*** This is my first time writing a story, hope you would enjoy reading it as much as me writing it. My characters narrated in the story, take on the appearance of Adam Foster and Nat Wolff from the show, room 104 season 1 episode 7, "The Missionaries." Sin...

Public Warrior Dating

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Fuckin' shit. Here, take this. Not a word about the other one," Tom said gruffly, as he shoved the paper bag containing a sealed bottle of vodka over into my lap. In the same motion he was pushing the opened pint bottle under his seat. In the flashing of the blue light bouncing off the dashboard of his Dodge Ram, I could clearly make out the "oh, shit" expr...

Jamie - The Journey Begins Ch. 08

by Hutchison12 on Jun 18, 2018
Gay Male

Chapter 8: I'm not sure about this.. Oh finally - some quiet time with Sam alone. Thoughts were streaming through my mind of how we could spend our time together before I flew out of the country in the morning... well, in a few hours really. I snuggled up to Sam in the back of the Uber with my carry-on bag next to me. Sam was looking out the side window, n...

Long Way to Go

by Omenainen on Nov 2, 2020
Gay Male

The eighteen wheeler in front of me had shown symptoms of irregular driving, and I was just contemplating whether to drop the speed to stay back even more. It was raining so heavily it was nearly dark. My attention never would have wandered so far to the edge of the road, if the truck hadn't deliberately swerved to the side to hit a large puddle, splashing s...

Bobby's Truck Stop Daddy

by Bobby_A_Bottom_Boy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is bobby, and I live in Savannah, Georgia. I'm 19 years old, 5', 8", and about 120 pounds with short blond hair and blue eyes. My body is slender but not skinny, rather athletic I think (I ran cross country in high school). I have a very smooth, round, tight little ass and a small boy cock that I keep shaven smo...

Snow Day

by jordongeff on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

It was the weekend before Christmas 1997 and I hauled my ass out of bed - I was 29 at the time and mornings were not my most productive part of the day, and being a Saturday, I was in no rush to greet the sun. I entered the kitchen and raised my arm to shield my eyes from the blinding light entering the patio doors. There was at least a foot of pristine Main...

He was My Boss Ch. 02

by texasautumn on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

My education continued on the 3rd day of employment. I woke up that morning really confused about the events of yesterday. What in the hell had I done? Surely I hadn't turned into some sort of gay cocksucker. But I had and thinking back about the series of events leading up to my sucking another man's cock started making me hard. Christ, what was I doing. If...

Adventures of the Naked Fisherman Ch. 01

by tallnhairy on Feb 5, 2018
Gay Male

My first entry - comments welcome - enjoy. ***** A cool, late spring breeze moved through the thousands of soft brown hairs on Gus' chest. He yawned and stretched both arms above his head and looked out the zipped mesh doorway of his two man tent. The river was alive and moving, as it was when he had put out the fire last night. Gus exited his sleeping bag...