Young Man's Roadside Nightmare: A Descent into Horrific Rape at a Truck Stop

It was back in the late 70s when I was 15 that my friend Danny and I hitched to Daytona for the 4th of July NASCAR races. We made it there without any problems, even made it in to the race and had a great time.

We were having a tough time getting a ride home so we split up a good distance apart. I was actually out on the side of the South bound on ramp when a big cab over 18 Wheeler pulled over just past where I was standing. He honked his horn and I decided he must have been telling me to come on so I ran up to the passenger side door, opened it up and heard the driver tell me to hop in as we were blocking traffic. I jumped up in the cab and sat back and felt a cold cloth cover my face.

Next thing I know I woke up in the sleeper of the truck wearing nothing but my t-shirt. We are pulling into a truck stop somewhere south of Melbourne which is where I lived. The drivers partner was in the sleeper next to me and I quickly noticed he wasn't wearing pants either.

Johnny the driver handed me what I learned was a tire billy, basically a long club they would use to whack the tires to check for flats. He told me I'd best get warmed up with that so that they didn't tear me up too bad. The billy looked like it was made from a piece of pipe about the thickness of a good sized carrot and about 16 inches long. I asked him what he meant and Ron the co-driver told me to lay on my back and start working that into my ass or he'd just start off with his big cock and not be gentle at all about it. I looked down at his lap and he was bouncing a monster in his hand that had veins that looked to be as big around as my little finger.

I begged them to just let me go because I wasn't gay when Ron reached over and slapped me, close to knocking me out again. I realized begging wasn't going to get me anywhere so I took the billy and laid back on the bed and raised my knees up for easier access. I'd played with my ass when masturbating and one of my friends had actually slid a finger in when we were having a jerkoff session so it wasn't totally foreign to have something back there.

Johnny dipped his fingers in a can of wheel bearing grease and slid his fingers down the club. That sure lubed it up but I'm sure there were more sanitary options they could have come up with. I got the billy lined up with my ass and was thankful

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