The Three Hot Texas Boys Fuck Three...
The three Texas boys gradually felt a hankerin’ for women building up in their loins. They had lost all inhibitions with each other, true; and had several experiences of no-holds-barred mansex with each other. But somehow being exposed to the light of day, a few weeks passing since their hot trysts, and the return to the routine of Texas country life caused the three of them to revert back to being good ol’ boys. They were best friends, and could hang out together, but being lovers or fuck buddies, no way. Soon their pent-up horniness pushed them toward looking for an outlet.
“God damn, I need some pussy!” Chance said, grabbing and rubbing his crotch one hot afternoon.
“You know it!” Justin said, as he subconsciously grabbed his cock through his jeans.
“Hey, you know where we can get laid Friday night?” Chance asked, laying his arm across Caleb’s shoulder.
“I know people say you can get laid at truck stops and rest stops,” Caleb answered, voicing the first thing that popped in his head. “There’s girls that hang out, just waiting for guys to come along and fuck them. No wooing, no begging, you guys just get down to business, shoot your load in them, and just drive away.”
“Aren’t those girls whores?” Justin asked. “Like, you’re gonna have to pay them for sex?”
“Not all of them.” Caleb tried talking like the expert he wasn’t. “Many of them just give it away. If they want money, they tell you up front.”
“Hey, let’s just go to the interstate and get laid Friday night!” Chance enthused.
“Uh, I’d love to, but all the interstates are nearly a hundred miles, in each direction.”
“So what, it’s about an hour and a half to get there?” Chance wanted to sell the hot night with fun. “Just get a full tank of gas, we meet some hot chicks and fuck ‘em, and get back early in the morning. More fun than looking for some hoe-down.”
All this talk got Caleb intrigued, and horny. “Yeah, I think it will work, guys.”
“You think we should bring our money, just in case they want to get paid?” Justin asked, “Like if she’s a hot chick, and you really want to fuck her, but she asks for money?”
Caleb thought for a moment, and said “Good idea.”
Friday night came to Tumbleweed, Texas, and the three boys headed out. Justin and Chance paid for the gas, to help out and show their appreciation to Caleb, who drove them out in his truck. All three of them kept having to adjust themselves, as their anticipation kept giving them erections.
Caleb put his hand inside his pants to rearrange himself, his fingers greeted by warm, sticky pre-cum.
The interstate was 90 miles away from Tumbleweed. As he approached the interchange, Caleb wondered if he should take the right, or go under the overpass and take a left the other way.
“Which Way, guys?”
Justin raised his arm, circled it around high in the cab like he couldn’t make up his mind, then suddenly pointed.
Hell, his hunches are good as anything, Caleb reasoned, as he barreled his truck onto the on-ramp of the interstate.
Caleb drove for some time on the interstate, flooring it at 80 miles per hour, and other than some cars and trucks, there was still nothing to see.
“Oh— uhh!” Chance roared his disappointment when they passed a sign informing them the next rest area was 32 miles ahead.
“Hey hold on!” Justin answered. “Here’s our chance. We’ll get there in what— 30 minutes?”
Caleb mused silently at his friend’s unexpected show of some intelligence. “That’s gonna be our best chance for some action tonight,” he told his buddies.
As they slowed down at entering the rest stop, the three horny boys scoped the area. Not much promise. A couple of trucks and three cars were parked at random locations in the rest area, and none of therm had their lights on.
“Hey, you think there’s girls in the cabs with those truckers?” Chance asked excitedly.
“Hmm, I doubt it,” Caleb answered after thinking about it. “Everything’s dark and quiet, and the lights and engines are off. These are just sleepers.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I gotta take a piss,” Justin told everyone.
The three buddies walked up to the little restroom pavilion. The brilliant fluorescent lights blinded them as they entered the men’s room. Standing in front of three adjacent urinals, Justin, Caleb, and Chance let three powerful streams of piss go from their flaccid penises. While there, they amply checked each other out. It’s a real male bonding experience, pissing with your best buds.
Once they finished their business, the three boys looked around the rest stop, but it was dark and deserted. They walked around the pavilion, going down a couple of walkways and spiraling out from the building, in ever-widening circles, each pass farther and darker than the last. No one. Nothing.
They were about to give up when out of the darkness, a loud, teasing “Hey there, boys, looking for some fun?”
The friends turned to where the voice came from. Three ladies, looking overly dressed, sat on a concrete picnic table, barely visible.
“Yeah!” Chance yelled back. The three boys gradually approached the women.
“Well, aren’t you three studly young men!” The woman in the middle said in a husky voice.
Now the three boys, Chance, Caleb, and Justin, each stood before a different woman.
Caleb looked at the woman in front of him. She was a black woman in high heels. She was very tall, she must have been 6’6”, with long legs and long arms. He found her towering figure intimidating, yet exciting. He gazed into her eyes.
“You’re a very handsome boy!” She said, breathily, as she caressed Caleb’s face with her long, bony fingers, nails scratching gently. He felt his penis quickly become erect in his pants.
The woman in front of Chance had curly blond hair, and spoke to him softly, though a nasal twang in her voice was evident. She pulled the boy to her, and immediately started kissing him, proceeding into a sloppy French kiss. Chance soon wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.
On Caleb’s other side, a brunette was playfully removing Justin’s cap by the visor. “Such a big, strong man,” she said, as she put her hands on his shoulders.
Caleb tentatively reached out and cupped the black woman’s face, and kissed her on her full, voluptuous lips. Her strong arms surprised Caleb as she held him. Looking into her face, he saw that her makeup was way overdone, with ridiculously long eyelashes and shiny, two-tone mascara. But there was an exotic quality about her that excited him.
Chance reached out to undress the woman in front of him, but she wouldn’t let him. Instead, she dropped to her knees, unzipped him, and started performing fellatio on his erect penis. Damn, she was good! She caressed his balls with her long fingernails. In a couple of minutes he thought he was going to blow. Seemingly to sense this, the woman slowed her stimulation.
She stood up and whispered, “I want you to fuck me” in his ear. She reached around her clothes, patted her dress in a couple of places, as if looking for something.
“Oh shit!” She suddenly said. “Oh, Veronica!” She said in her nasal baritone, do you mind if I borrow some lube?”
The black lady answered, “What, you forget yours again, Letittia?”
“Please? Please? I’ll reward you handsomely.”
“Oh, OK, bitch!” Veronica answered in a deep voice, and threw a bottle at her. “Just make sure you leave plenty for me. I’ve got a real sweetie here, and I’m gonna take him to heaven.”
On the other side, Justin’s woman had his cock out, and was bouncing his testicles in her fingers like pecans in a plastic produce sack. She too, engulfed his penis, and proceeded to give him head. She too, wouldn’t let him undress her. It seemed she was focused only on pleasing him.
Being aware of his two friends getting all stimulated and worked over, Caleb’s penis was now rock-hard in his pants, and he felt the need to get off so bad. But he laid his head on Veronica’s chest, which felt like two big, stuffed pillows. She held him to her, and Caleb felt loved, like he just found the big black mother he didn’t know he needed. He pressed his erection into Veronica. He wanted her to know how hard he was for her, hell, he wanted her to know everything about him.
In the meantime Chance felt Letittia squeeze the cool, slimy lube over his hot penis, and rub the stuff all around with her hand. She totally surprised him by throwing her long, hose-covered legs with their high heels over his shoulders. She powerfully pulled him to her, and suddenly Chance’s cock was engulfed by her hot hole.
“Fuck me, baby! Fuck me good!”
She didn’t have to tell Chance twice. Instinct seemed to take over, and he started ramming his cock into her, fast and hard. Damn, this feels good!
Unlike Letittia, Justin’s woman was prepared. Justin sighed as she lubed up his penis and stroked it.
“What’s your name baby?” He whispered into her ear.
“Just call me Sharese!”
Sharese turned around, backed up onto onto his cock. Justin took over, shoving his cock into her, moving back and forth slowly, and slowly picked up the pace, until he got a good rhythm going.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby! Keep at it, you’re making me feel good!”
At the same time, Caleb was enjoying being with his woman. “Man, I feel so good being with you, Veronica!”
“You ready for your piece de resistance?” the huge black woman said, as she unzipped his pants, finally freeing his cock from its confinement.
“Yeah, I want it!” Caleb said, though he had no clue what piece de resistance meant.
Caleb was amazed at the big hair of Veronica, as she took his cock in her mouth, and started sucking him.
“Man, that feels good, baby!” The woman worked him up good, making him wonder where the women were all his life.
“Oh, Letittia, I need my fucking lube back!”
“Oh, hold on, bitch! My man’s boning me up good right now!”
She tossed the lube bottle to Veronica, impatient for being bothered during intercourse.
Caleb felt Veronica squeeze out the lube on his erection, encircling it with her hand, and then give his balls a good fondling.
“Just sit on the table, baby,” the woman said. “Mama’s gonna ride you.”
Caleb did, and Veronica felt him enter her hot hole, as she sat on his lap. Then she started to ride him, moving her body up and down. Caleb couldn’t believe how good Veronica’s movements made him feel, all he had to do was to sit there and enjoy it.
Chance was fucking Letittia fast and furious at the moment, balls to the wall, as it were. He could feel his nut building up in himself.
“You like this, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes, yes!” Letittia cooed, throwing back her head.
“I’m gonna cum! Ready for it?” Chance was driving her hard.
“Oh, yes, yes! Give it to me!”
“Here cums!” Chance made a final drive, and felt spurt ofter spurt of his hot cum leave his body and go into the woman he was fucking the hell out of.
“Take my hot cum! Take it all!”
He kept pumping until he was spent.
Moments later, Justin felt himself building to orgasm, as he drilled Sharese.
“Give it to me, baby! Let me have it!”
“All right, Sharese! Here cuuummss…”
Justin felt his hot semen rip out of him, as he gave the woman all the spurts of his ejaculate.
But Veronica expertly worked on Caleb, getting him up close, but then easing him off. She took her time, essentially edging her man. Caleb felt his buildup and frustration, realizing that this big black woman was something more, that she wasn’t just a fuck. In the meantime the other four— Chance and Letittia, Justin and Sharese— were all finished, and sat around, waiting for the last couple to be done.
Finally Veronica whispered, “You ready baby?”
“Yeah,” Caleb looked into her eyes and whispered.
This time Veronica rode Caleb as she had been doing, building him up to orgasm. But this time she kept on, until Caleb felt his hot cum being extracted from his loins, and filling Veronica’s hole. Wave after wave of his ejaculate shot out of him, strong at first, gradually diminishing until he was done.
“Oh man, you’re the best!” Veronica said to her lover.
“Oh man, that was good!” Caleb allowed himself to collapse once again on her big tits, as she wrapped her arms around him.
The three Texas boys pulled their clothes back on, as the women, who had all refused to get undressed, merely straightened out their clothing.
“Hey, when can we meet you ladies again?” Caleb asked.
Veronica answered. “You can meet us at the Cock-a-Doodle club in Dallas at midnight, on the nights we work. We put on a show there.”
“Wow, a show!” Chance said, not sure of what kind of show this could be.
Justin said, “Maybe we can check you out sometime.”
Very happy and satisfied, the three young men bid the women they had just fucked goodbye, and then got into Caleb’s truck, for the long ride back to Tumbleweed. Justin rode shotgun, while Chance sat in the middle, as Caleb drove.
Justin immediately zonked out, sleeping soundly. But Chance sidled up to Caleb, talking.
“Man, I just realized, could we get those girls pregnant?” He asked his buddy.
“I don’t know,” Caleb answered. “We didn’t use protection, so I’m sure we could’ve knocked them up.”
Chance suddenly had a worried look. “You think they’d come after us, want to make us pay for the babies?”
“Yeah, I guess they could,” Caleb answered. “But I doubt it. They don’t know who we are, so I don’t think they could find us.”
Chance felt relieved, though still a bit concerned.
But what these three Texas boys didn’t realize is that they needn’t be concerned in the least. For they didn’t realize they were quite safe. There was absolutely no chance their semen loads could cause pregnancy in the poop shoots of three drag queens.
