Jason and Andy: on the Road -

(Andy's POV)

My shoes failed to find purchase against the slippery floor that I just got done mopping. The hand clamped over my mouth felt like a vice grip, preventing me from saying anything.

What would I even say? I wanted to plead for him to not hurt me, that I would give him all the money I had and the money from the register. The strong arms didn't let me make any form of deal. As I was pulled further backwards, I stumbled a bit. The man's arms didn't let me fall, but my shirt came untucked from my pants. A sudden, extremely warm feeling was felt as I felt something poking against my back. Judging from the height of the feeling, I realized that the man's dick had somehow slipped under my shirt, the head of it sliding up my spine. I could tell that it was very hot, and very hard.

A deep, humiliating feeling filled my stomach like lead as I realized why he was pulling me into the shower. My face burned red, thinking of the man dragging me into the small room to have his way with me. The trucker's cock had to be the size of my forearm from what my back was telling me. I could also feel the slimy liquid spreading across my lower back. There was no chance that was water, but the amount was insane. As I felt the thick liquid slide down my back onto my butt, I re-doubled my efforts to get away.

I could hear my shoes streaking against the ceramic floor, and I could hear my heart beat loudly in my chest. I couldn't resist his force, and I felt the heat of the steam getting closer. I turned my eyes, seeing the door frame that lead to the entrance of the shower. Feeling desperate, I let go of the hand on my mouth and grabbed the doorframe. I did stop our progress to the shower, but the man grunted and pulled harder. The humid air left the wall quite slick, as my hand slipped free from the wall. With nothing to hold onto anymore, the man lifted me from the ground and threw me into the shower.

I tried to keep my footing as I fell against the back wall. The hot water sprayed me as I passed its stream, drenching my top and pants. My mouth free from his hand, I took in a few deep breaths as I watched him turn and close the shower door. The click of the door felt like a seal, confirming my doom. Taking in a deep breath, I got ready to shout for help. I could only hope that Blaire's music wasn't on.

"Bl...MMPH" My call was cut off far too quickly, as the man closed the distance in one stride and grabbed my chin. I grabbed at his hand again with my free hand while my other arm fought a losing battle against his. I was interrupted in my efforts to escape when his face closed in and his lips met mine.

My eyes opened wide, I tried to turn my head. Unfortunately, His large hand had my head firmly held against the back wall, and his mouth eagerly explored mine. I could only manage muffled protests as the exhaustion of fighting against someone so much bigger set in. I could taste the alcohol I just sold him on his lips as he passionately made out with me. After what felt like a minute, he slowly removed his lips from mine with a loud smack. When he pulled his head away, I gasped in air again. I felt dizzy from the feeling of the hot water, from the overexertion of my muscles, and from the horror of my current situation. Looking the man in the eyes, I spoke.

"P-please, just let me go. I...I won't.... Hey!" I was cut off mid plea when he grabbed me with both of his hands, turning me so my back was resting against his front again. Feeling his groping hands feel my body, I felt disgust as I tried to stop them from feeling my toned stomach and butt. His head came to rest next to mine, his breaths deep and ragged as his kissed and bit my neck. Struggling to maintain priorities, I ignored his efforts to give me a hickey and focused on the hands that moved down towards my pants. I was truly desperate as I tried to pry his hands from my button and zipper, a tingling sensation shooting down my spine as he sucked my neck hard.

Unfortunately, and unsurprisingly, I couldn't stop his hands from opening the top of my pants. Grabbing the side of my pants, I focused all my remaining strength on holding them up, preventing him from pulling them down. Finally getting a victory under my loosened belt, I sat still for a moment as I tried to catch my breath. Wet, sloppy, embarrassing noises echoed in the shower room as he focused his efforts on making out with my neck. One of his hands thankfully left my pants, instead exploring my belly and chest under my shirt. I was truly soaked through at this point. My breath shuddered as he found one of my nipples, pinching it painfully. Overwhelmed, I struggled to communicate.

"W-w-wait, just wait a sec." He pinched and twisted my poor nipple, his other hand leaving my pants. I could still feel his massive erection pressed firmly against my ass, but it was progress. Progress that felt meaningless as his other hand grabbed my other nipple. I tried to hold my voice in as he began working on both of them. "Hnnnng... cut it out, man." I pleaded again, even though it felt like we passed some point of no return. His stomach and chest pressed against me, while his hips pushed forward and up, grinding his cock against my butt. I turned my head to speak, but he took the opportunity to kiss me again.

"Mmmm. Mmmm!" My words never left my mouth, but his tongue entered mine when I opened it. I stood there, knees quivering slightly as his form held up mine. I tried to make my protests clear by moaning and squeezing his hands when he twisted my nipples too hard, but he wasn't showing any signs of leaving my abused chest. His tongue never let my mouth once it got in, mapping out every one of my teeth. I tried to push against his tongue with mine, but it ended up just being the latest in lost battles against this man. As drool ran down my chin, I felt his right hand leave my nipple. I sighed in relief for a moment, before gasping as I felt him rip my pants down. I tried to reach my jeans in time, but my hand only met the pale, slick skin of my wet hips. He grabbed my other arm and continued to roughly pull my jeans.

"No-no-no-no, Huh?!" My protests were suddenly cut off as I felt his member rub against the bottom of my butt. I broke away from the kisses as I tried to move my hand behind, blindly grabbing for his cock. My only hope at this point was to try to divert his massive tool from destroying my ass. My hand only met his muscly hips as I felt them drive forwards. Feeling his rod slide against my ass, I couldn't help my clench as my legs also reflexively tensed.

His hips met mine with a loud, wet smack. I felt the water splash up against my exposed back, but I didn't feel any pain from my anus. Confused, I looked down. In between my thighs, I saw that his dick was squeezed between them. My own cock was clearly a traitor, standing at full mast on top of his. I knew I was well endowed with 8 inches from porn and the occasional conversation with my friends, but his dick beat mine by at least 2 inches. The thickness of his rod was also bigger. I never felt penis envy before, and the trucker felt like an outlier rather than the norm. The only issue was that this 'outlier' was splitting my legs with his log.

He placed his hands on my sides, his fingers resting against my belly. The callus digits caused a slight feeling of ticklishness, but he didn't move them more. He instead rocked his hips back and forth, gently fucking my thighs. I felt conflicted, both shameful and hopeful. The shame came from possessing hips and thighs thick enough for a man to enjoy humping, while I also felt hopeful that if my thighs were nice enough to fuck, he would cum and I would escape tonight with my rump intact. I heard his breath take on another layer of roughness and I felt his humping speed increase. My body rocked back and forth in time with his thrusts.

Having some free time to think, my face blushed a deep crimson as I really processed the situation over again. I was at my workplace, in the shower with a total stranger, with my pants sitting loosely around my thin ankles, as said total stranger held me by my hips and fucked my thighs. Tired of blankly staring forward at the tiles, my gaze wandered back downwards to my thighs. I watched numbly as his penis rapidly appeared and disappeared between the creamy, white skin of my thighs, occasionally coming to a rest with his hips firmly against mine, balls deep. When he did so, I stared with some strange detachment at his glans. His thick tip pulsed in time with his heartbeat. I saw how the blood gushed into it, swelling it until it looked almost painful.

It was during these short moments of penis watching that I saw how much precum the man made. Counting his thrusts in my head, I reached 5 until he came to a rest again. Staring at his penis, I watched a thick glob of precum well up. I felt his thighs tighten against mine, and that pulse traveled through his dick, ending in a powerful throb that lifted my cock upwards. The force of the throb dislodged the precum, and I stared as it fell, splashing against my shoe. My hands, which came to rest over his at some point, felt his hands grip my hips a bit harder, marking another round of humping.

I lost sight of the big picture here. This man was clearly assaulting me, if the sound of our hips slapping together and the feeling of his shaft grinding against my perineum weren't obvious enough indicators. I suppose my plan shifted to just trying to survive the ride rather than get off early. The biggest cause for this, I reasoned with myself, was him not trying to go further. I never tried anal before, even during my own experiments. Feeling the force of his thrusts and the size of his cock with my thighs, I really didn't want to pop my anal cherry with this brute. I may never walk straight again.

This time, I only counted to 2 before the man rested against me again. The final thrust was a bit more forceful than usual, causing my cock to bounce up and slap against my belly. Ignoring the embarrassing sound, I took this as a sign of him being close to cumming. As he sloppily kissed my neck, I felt impatient, wanting him to finish. The sooner he blasted his load on the wall in front of me, the sooner I could get out of here and report him to the police. I cursed internally, remembering that he paid in cash. We didn't have security cameras, so I would have to at least get his trucks license plate in order to identify him. Waiting for him to resume this thrusting, I was instead surprised to feel him pulling out. My legs felt cold without the throbbing rod in between them. Maybe he was going to cease his crazed assault. If he did, I may even be able to forgive him for the soreness on my ass and nipples.

My thought process was cut off when I felt his penis touch my ass again. Hoping that is was just another throb of his, I continued to catch my breath. However, I felt another press against my ass, this time splitting my cheeks apart a bit. Losing my hope of leaving the shower, I lurched my own hips forward, away from his probing cock. My dick hit the shower wall in front of me, causing me to let out a painful gasp. His hands gripped my hips hard, just like when he first began pulling me into the shower to fuck me. I turned my head again, pleading.

"W-wait! N-n-not there! I'll do anything else you w... mmmh. Mmmmh!" The trucker silenced me once more, his lips forming a tight seal around my mouth. When I tried to talk more, his tongue slid back in. I tried to pull his hands off of my hips, but I had no luck. Desperate and running out of options, I once again tried to grab his cock. The head of his penis was entering my cheeks again, but I was able to grab the base of his shaft.

Holding his throbbing member, I realized that feeling it with my hand was completely different to feeling it with my legs. His dick felt like it was stronger than iron, it would have no issues penetrating me. Bad news, since my hand wasn't enough to halt his hips. The tip burrowed further, despite me clenching his dick like a handrail. I gasped into the man's mouth as I felt it push up against my anus. The man must have felt it too, as he moaned into my mouth while a throb traveled down his cock. The throb discharged another glob of precum. Unfortunately for me, his penis was perfectly lined up with me. The liquid had no where to go except for inside me.

I groaned into the man's mouth as I felt the warm precum drain into my ass. My butt clenched reflexively, attempting to force out the liquid invader. Sadly, the man emitted too much precum for my ass to expel. The liquid instead traveled further into my body. At the same time, the clench of my ass clenched down on the tip of his cock. He finally broke the kiss, groaning loudly. Hearing his breathing, I could tell how excited he was. I knew in that moment that nothing I could say or do would prevent him from fucking me until he was satisfied. Unable to formulate anymore words, I felt him pushing deeper. The wetness of the water and the precum made my asshole an easy target. Despite my best efforts, he pushed forward until he was fully hilted inside of me.

I saw white...

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(Jason's POV)

I let out a deep breath, the groaning was outside of my control. The tingling I felt all over my body from the alcohol could never compare to the feeling I had now that I fully inside this stupidly sexy gas station employee.

As for the poor kid, I heard his loud moan, half in pain and half in something else as I felt his ass clench down hard against my cock. Both of his hands were against my hips, still trying to push me out of him. I rested my head between his shoulder blades, taking a second to sum up my actions.

I pulled someone against their will into my shower, I left very noticeable hickeys on their neck and shoulder, I pinched their nipples purple, I humped against their ass for what felt like a year, and now I was balls deep inside them, just enjoying the moment. Some deep part of me was screaming, yelling in my soul that I was doing something wrong. However, the feelings I has experiencing now overshadowed any hope of me stopping my insane actions. As he struggled with the new organ inside of him, I took the time to finally pull off his shirt and kick off his pants. I threw them into the corner of the shower. I would also like to pull his shoes off. but I'd rather stay balls deep inside him.

Throbbing inside of him, I felt him buck his hips forward. Afraid of my dick falling out of the wonderful place that I found, I mercilessly followed suit. I bucked my hips forward strongly, a loud smack reconnecting out hips. The clerk let out a yelp, his body colliding with the wall in front of us. With my cock firmly back where it belongs, I rested for a moment again.

With our positions changed, I realized that I managed to get even deeper inside him. I was overwhelmed with a sudden urge. I want to see if I could get deeper, I needed to get deeper inside of him.

Grabbing his hips, I pulled him back into me. The clerk yelped again, letting out a half sob as I felt myself advance even further. Excited, I felt my cock get even harder than before. A feat I didn't think was possible. Turning my body, I dragged the younger man by his hips as I turned. Leaning my back into the wall, I pulled him back into me while thrusting my hips as far as they would go.

I was rewarded with a sweet cry coming from his lips and a feeling of tightness at the base of my cock that outshined what I felt before. Pulling him close, I sat there again and just basked in the feeling of being inside of him. I could here his occasional moans, and I felt something after a moment. Focusing on my dick, I found feel a pulsating beat against my cock. Reaching up, I slipped my hand under his shirt and found his right nipple. I was the meanest to this one, and I had no plans on being nice now. Pinching hard and pulling, I drew another cry from him. His ass clenched hard again on my dick, but now I could feel that pulsating thing deep inside of him swell with blood. It probably his prostate. Satisfied at being deeper inside of him than what I thought was possible, I slowly withdrew my member.

As I pulled out, I heard a deep, slow groan of relief. Coming to a stop, I examined where we were connected. My tip was still buried in his ass, his tight ring holding it in place. I let out a small moan, feeling precum travel up my cock and into him. The kid, who couldn't be older than 21, also seemed to feel it, groaning at the feeling. I sat there, letting another glob slowly travel the length of my member before clenching, making sure it spurt deep into his ass. The movement of his head drew my attention, I saw him turn his head to look back at me for a moment. In that moment, with the only sound being our breathing and the flow of water from the showerhead, our eyes connected.

His teeth were clenched and his brow was furrowed in an expression of anger. His face sported a full, deep red blush. I watched with glee as his lip quivered each time my dick throbbed and more precum entered him. I watched his teary eyes as they took a defiant glint. Then, he shook his ass side to side, trying to dislodge my member. Angry at this cheeky, crafty little clerk, I thrusted forward roughly. Hearing his moans, I pulled out and thrusted again.

This frenzied thrusting continued, matching the pace I had earlier when I was humping his thighs. He seemed like he was barely holding on, clenching my hands on his hips as he moaned louder than ever before. As I fucked him like there was no tomorrow, I remembered that I was in public store. That chick in there could take off her head phones and then she would easily hear us. The kid wasn't exactly subtle with his cries of pleasure. Unsure of what I should do, I just continued to fuck him.

I was interrupted in my fucking as I heard him start begging again. "Please, Please, Please" He was talking very quietly. Pulling him closer, I saw that his eyes were rolling into the back of his head. Surprise filled me, and a feeling of elation unlike anything before filled me. This slutty, sexy clerk was about to cum. He was going to spray his load all over the floor from nothing other than me fucking him. Seeing his reaction, I showed no mercy to his abused, puffed hole. I started working him over twice as fast as before. Feeling his spasming anus suddenly clench, I pulled his hips back to mine and buckled my hips to drive my cock as deep as possible.

He started almost yelling as his legs gave out. Kneeling with him, I never let go of his body, and I never let my cock slip from the deepest position inside of him. His prostate was swelled like a balloon, and I wasn't about to let him off easy. I grinded my hips against his, I grinded my cock against his prostate. Thick tears left his eyes as the first rope of cum shot out of his dick, faster than a bullet. It hit the wall of the shower and splattered all over from the velocity of the shot. Not a moment later, another thick rope of cum erupted from his penis. Not letting up on his prostate, and ignoring his pathetic begging, I continued to grind his ass as he painted the floor white with his cum.

His body spasmed up and down, his hands coming up to his red face as he continued to orgasm. Pushing through his tight sphincter, I started fucking him hard as soon as his orgasm began to die down.

"H-huh!? W-w-w-wai.. AHHHH!" He only had time to mutter a few syllables as he was overcame by another orgasm. More thick, white cum fled from the tip of his penis as I thrusted deep into his ass. I could feel my own orgasm building, like a ocean held back by a dam. And that dam was about to crack. My groaning increased in volume, but it was still no match for his yells as I slammed in and out of his ass. Watching his cock, I chuckled as his white stream eventually tricked out as it stopped. I will give it to him, his cock is still rock hard despite two full orgasms in a row. He could make some lady really happy if I wasn't ruining him one thrust at a time.