Disclaimer: Fiction
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I got up and took a look at the clock on my nightstand. The sun was shining bright through the gap in the window curtains and all I could think about was the incredibly brazen and hot experience I had the day before. I had become a fully fledged cum-collecting hobbyist!!
After having spent my entire adult life focusing on building up my income and unremarkable career to build a successful life and attract a beautiful woman, I had found myself in a completely different path. Sure I had a decent job and a decent place to live, even after my ex wife kicked me out and took well over half of the money and assets I had worked tirelessly for years to gain. Money and Assets she was now showering her new young boyfriend with. This was the result of months of having being unfaithful to me in our marriage.
I didn't become an antisocial self-serving cum-loving pervert overnight, it happened through years of contempt and neglect, years of being told that I was not good enough, and years of being taken for granted with my basic needs and desires completely ignored.
The upside of this experience is that I felt less and less inhibited as time went by. Many of my life-long biases and prudishness were withering away and i felt free-er and excited to have been introduced to the bi side of life.
I was now into my third day of my cum collection project and I had collected a lot more cum than I could possibly have imagined. In a period of two days I had built up a reserve of 7 cum shots into my 8 oz liquor bottle in my freezer. I got up and walked down to the freezer, opened the door and grabbed my bottle. the bottom half had over an inch worth of cum in it, and some of it wasn't even mine.
I could feel my cock growing as I handled the bottle and smelled it. The smell of cum is such an incredible turn-on that I couldn't help but go back and forth that morning sampling the smell and looking at the texture. After a while though, I knew I had to get out and go do something before the work day was once again upon me.
I thought getting away for the weekend would be a wise thing to do. I've always enjoyed going camping and hiking. I usually go alone (surprised?) and this time of the year was warm enough that I could bring my 3-season tent and light sleeping bag. I made some reservations at a campground in the countryside I haven't been to before and started packing the rest of my gear.
After finishing some extra work assignments my boss always slips me minutes before the end of the weekday (and of course never pays me overtime for) I finally hit the road. I drove a good 3 hours until it started getting dark out. I saw a welcomed rest stop sign up ahead and pulled over to take a break. It was the first exit I had seen in some 30 miles, and since this was my day off after all, there was no point in rushing anywhere. This rest stop was right off a rural truck route and had a few trailer trucks and just one other car parked there.
I got out to stretch my legs out and take a piss, which was pretty much what everyone else stopped there for, I thought. Living in a big city, I love travelling to rural towns because unlike in big cities, people actually acknowledge and even smile at each other. Friendliness and small talk seem to be the theme for most people I've run across on the road.
Walking towards the restroom I noticed a couple truckers standing and lounging around the lot, one of them gave me a long stare, he looked like he had been drinking (wtf?). I nodded and said hi, to which he nodded his head and kept staring as I walked by. The building with the restrooms were poorly lit. All you could see was the dim glow reflecting off the walls, urinals, sinks, and stalls. It was muggy with a couple mosquitoes flying around.
As I started letting off a stream of pee into the urinal, I was contemplating a quick risky jerk off session while I was there. By the time I had done peeing my dick had started to get hard and I started stroking it gently. Right then I heard a noise in the back, it sounded like someone else had just walked into the rest room. It was one of the older truckers, maybe in his 50's. He quickly walked towards a urinal, unzipped, and peed too. As I was zipping back up, he looked at me and smiled. I innocently smiled back, and said "hi" to try and break the awkwardness.
"Mmhh. Nice Cock." The old trucker said, peeking down giving my ass and crotch a long look. "I jerk my dick here too sometimes." he said.
He finished peeing and turned towards me with his pants and boxers pulled down below his waist and showed me his half-erect dick.
