I could see the driver, shirtless, dark glasses, looked like sort of
blond hair, and that hairy chest as he seemed to speed up. He put his
signal on and I slowed down as the road was a little narrow and let
him pass. As he did, I jumped a bit as he flashed all his lights and
blew his air horn. I shook my head and watched as he maneuvered that
big rig like it was a car like mine. He drove down around the bend
and I saw his brake lights come on and then, I couldn't believe the
sight. I pulled over at the crest of the small hill and looked down
into a little depression. The place was crowded with big rigs. There
were a few cars, a restaurant, machine and garage works, and a few
smaller buildings along the sides.
I got into the restroom and went and took a piss and then, the door
banged open and
the driver of the big PETERBUILT came in.
He moved to the urinal right next to mine and nodded as I looked up at him. As I
turned, he turned his head and in a deep husky voice asked, "You the
dude in the blue convertible I passed?" I stopped and turned towards
him as he looked over his shoulder at me. I said, "Uh, yeah. You sure
were in a hurry!" He chuckled and looked down at his cock and shook
it, and I stole at look at the big hose he was shaking, but turned
back as he said, "Yeah. Always get that way when I get this route and
get a chance to stop here at Carl's." I didn't know what to say to
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