Two Truckers Line Up a Male Slut

I walked into the truck stop diner and was surprised to lay my eyes on an old truckin’ buddy, Hank. I hadn’t seen him for a couple of years. We both haul loads Coast to Coast, but rarely cross paths.
“So, how you doin’ good buddy?” he asked.
“Not bad. Though I sure am looking forward to a night on a real bed. I haven’t been getting much shuteye. I’m a big guy and it gets pretty cramped back in that cab.”
“Yeah, I remember how ‘big’ you are all right,” Hank said with a lewd smirk, winking at me.
I smiled, thinking back to that night some years back when Hank and I had doubled up on a sailor we picked up at the Navy yard in Long Beach, taking turns fucking the shit out of his tight, young ass.
“You’re pretty ‘big’ yourself, if my memory serves me right,” I said, recalling the sight of Hank’s hard shaft busting that sailor’s asshole wide open.
“So you still remember that time?” Hank said.
“How could I forget. It was a helluva scene.”
“What would you say to a repeat of that scene? Only this time even wilder?”
“Sounds pretty interesting. Just what do you have in mind, Hank?”
“I know a kid in this town. Tom’s his name. He’s nineteen years old. A really cute young kid who just happens to love taking it up the butt any Tim of day or night. And the bigger the better. Every time I pass through here I have him come over to the motel. And fuck the shit out of his tight your ass.
I felt a surge of excitement run through me as Hank told me this. It had been a while since I had a nice, young piece of ass.
“Man, I am telling you, Bill. This kid’s got a real...