Truck Stop

I pulled the dark hood over my face, and set up the spy telescope. I told myself it was mainly so I could keep my subbie safe, but I knew there were two other reasons. First, to watch, because it would be hot, and second, to catch my subbie at breaking the rules. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of punishing him, an almost inevitable happening.

Below my perch was a mostly deserted rest area. It was night, and all that was there were five or six trucks, parked around the back as the drivers slept. Oh, that and a tiny Saturn Ion, which just pulled in off the interstate. Zooming in with the telescope, I confirmed it was my subbie. Right on time too, I realized as I checked my watch.

I watched as he killed the lights, locked the car, and pulled a condom out of his pocket. That was his assignment: fill three condoms with trucker’s sperm, nothing more, and nothing less. I was betting that the little sub boy couldn’t stop once he got the three filled. Of course, he didn’t know I was watching, either. It shouldn’t matter.

I watched as my boy approached a truck and negotiated with the driver. I zoomed in, and was able to see the shadows, as his head bounced up and down on a strange man’s cock. He slid out, and I watched as he tied the condom, and slid it into his pocket. Two more to go.

The second was a woman who waved him away, uninterested. The third was much like the first: a suck, a blow, and a tied up condom. The fourth truck though, I could see he was going to have a problem. He knocked on the door, and it opened. At the same time, though, I saw a passenger come from the back. There were two guys there.

My subbie already had his condom around the driver’s cock, his head bobbing up and down. Then I saw the guy from the back, as he dropped his pants and rolled one on. He easily slid my subbie’s shorts down, and then into my boy’s ass. I smiled and freed my own cock and watched as he got fucked.

With my hand around my cock and balls, stroking slowly, I watched as he went to the other trucks, sucking and fucking the other truckers. After all, in for a penny, in for a pound. I imagined the punishment I would give him, as I snapped off a few pictures. I jacked off into the woods, and closed up my pants.

A couple new trucks came in, and he moved to them, too. He let himself get fucked in the ass by some other trucker. Tomorrow he’d be punished. But then it was his idea of a good time.