I called into work to say I was ill, My boss said something so strange, that I got very curious about, all he said was."It's to be expected. Take a co...ple of days off and we'll see you next week."I couldn't work it out at the time, it was like he knew about Brian and me, and that Martin had found out about it. But how could he?I went to see the doctor and he sent me to a special clinic. The place was quite nice, but some of the other patients there were frightening. A couple of them were. "Pull the sluts cunt apart" he said to me. Of course, I did. "Now guide me in" I gripped his thick cock at its base. I could feel it throbbing and full of blood filled veins. I moved the head towards your cunt and rubbed it against your clit, you sighed and then begged him to push it in. I moved it up and down against the length of your pussy. I gripped him harder and more or less wanked him over your juicy cunt. Suddenly he pushed in, it caught me by surprise as I was still holding his monster. We have exchanged photos of our bodies and shared fantasies.We connected in a "sydney" room but he was from another city. Turns out he drives through sydney frequently. He is a truckdriver. 40s fit looking trimmed hair and a average size but hot penis. He had a partner so he never showed his face.We agreed to meet on a Thursday night at one of the truck stops. Big black custom paint modified kenworth truck. I wore grey, tight sport trackies without any underwear and a hooded jacket with nothing. I’m guessing you’ve taken it out at least once since yesterday.”He nods.“How did it feel to put it back again?”The boy lifts his arms that point towards the ceiling. He must be trying to shrug towards his mouth.“I’m sure you could talk behind that thing. No? Shame. Then, I’ll have to guess.”I grab his dark hair and pull his head back. The storm is getting closer, but it doesn’t lessen my internal heat.“You were thrilled. Perhaps, just perhaps, did you even use your own cum to slip it back.