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Truckstop latrine
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--TRUCKSTOP LATRINE-- From the Alcatraz BBS
. BY BALLS187
NAME'S TAD. GOODLOOKIN SONOFABITCH, BUT HORNY AS HELL. ALWAYS GETTIN ME IN
TROUBLE. LIKE LAST WEEK. I WAS OUT ON A RUN OVER TO LEXINGTON--MAIN LINE KEEPS
ON BREAKIN AND THE FOREMAN COMES DOWN ON MY ASS ABOUT IT. ANYWAY, I SAW THIS
OLD SIGN ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD: 'SCOTTY'S TRUCK-STOP HOME-COOKED FOOD
FACILITIES SHOWERS 24 HR. SERVICE'. I DON'T EVER REMEMBER SEEIN THAT SIGN
BEFORE, AND I WAS ALREADY GETTIN BORED, SO I THOUGHT I'D GET A CUP OF
COFFEE..AND CHECK OUT THE MEN'S ROOM. I'VE SEEN ENOUGH OF THE SOUTH'S FINEST
DICK IN THEM PLACES TO KNOW THAT THERE'S SURE TO BE SUMPM TO WATCH, IF NUTHIN
ELSE.
. TYPICAL SETUP. BRICK RESTAURANT/STORE PAINTED WHITE BUT STAINED REAL BAD
WITH CRANKCASE OIL, DEISEL PUMPS, AND A SHITLOAD OF SEMI'S PARKED ON THE LEFT.
SO I GO IN, LOOKIN AROUND THE STORE SOME BEFORE I HIT THE RESTAURANT. GOT TO
GET ME SOME NEW MUDFLAPS. THE ONES I GOT NOW LIKE TO WORE OUT ON ME.
. ANYWAY, SO I HAVE MY COFFEE-TASTES LIKE SHIT BUT AT LEAST IT'S HOT. I'M
LOOKIN AROUND THE ROOM AT THE GUYS. NOT BAD. IT'S ABOUT 4 IN THE AFTERNOON, SO
THE PLACE IS STARTIN TO FILL ON UP WITH TRUCKERS ON THE AFTERNOON COFFEE BREAK.
SOME HUNKS OUT THERE. THIS ONE GUY IS REAL BIG, LONG DIRTY-BLONDE HAIR WITH A
BIG, FULL, BUSHY BEARD, AND HE'S WEARIN A FADED PLAID SHIRT AND THESE GREEN
WORK PANTS..ONLY THEY LOOK SORTA BLACK FROM THE GREASE..AND MUD COVERED WORK
BOOTS. HE SEES ME LOOKIN AT HIM AND HE DON'T LIKE IT ONE BIT. COURSE HE DON'T
KNOW I'M TURNED ON TO HIM, BUT HE GIVES ME THIS LOOK LIKE 'WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU
WANT?' REAL MEAN.
. SO I TURN BACK AROUND AND SEE THIS OTHER DUDE JUST WALKIN IN..HE'S GOT
BROWN HAIR AND BLUE EYES, AND ONE O THEM FU-MANCHU MUSTACHES, YOU KNOW, COMES
DOWN ON THE SIDE OF HIS FACE, ALL THE WAY TO HIS CHIN. ONLY HE AIN'T SHAVED IN
A FEW DAYS, SO HIS FACE IS PURTY WELL COVERED IN THIS LIGHT BROWN STUBBLE. A
REAL RAUNCHY LOOKIN MOTHERFUCKER. LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY IN THE PLACE IS STRAIGHT
CEPT FOR ME..I FIGURE I MIGHT GET MYSELF IN TROUBLE IF I KEEP ON LOOKIN, SO I
PAY FOR THE COFFEE AND HEAD FOR THE LATRINE.
. IT'S EMPTY, BUT I CAINT HARDLY BELIEVE THE SETUP IN THERE.. YOU WALK IN
AND THERE'S A COUPLA URINALS RIGHT STRAIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU..THE KIND THAT COME
OUT OF THE WALL LIKE A BOWL. I LIKE THAT KIND THE BEST, CAUSE CAINT NOBODY HIDE
NOTHIN IF THEY WANTA PEE. THERE'S A WALL OF SINKS AND A RUBBER DISPENSER ON THE
RIGHT, AND ON THE LEFT, THREE TOILET STALLS. AT FIRST I'M DISAPPOINTED CAUSE
THE STALL WALLS ARE MADE OF CINDERBLOCK AND THERE AIN'T NO HOLES IN BETWEEN EM
OR NUTHIN. ONLY THEN I NOTICE WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SETUP IT IS..THE DOORS OF THE
STALLS ARE MADE OF WOODEN SLATS, FACING UP ON THE OUTSIDE, SO THE DUDE INSIDE
CAN SEE OUT PURTY EASY, BUT IT'S REAL HARD FOR SOMEBODY TO SEE IN. AND THE END
STALL FACES RIGHT INTO THE SIDE OF THE LEFT-HAND URINAL.
. SO I GO IN, PULL MY PANTS DOWN AND SIT ON THE END CRAPPER AND WAIT. THE
FLOOR OF THE STALL IS COVERED IN GRIME AND CIGARET ASHES, AND THE TOILET HAS
YELLOW STAINS ALL AROUND THE BOWL. THERE IS A COUPLA DAYS WORTH O OLD PUBIC
HAIRS ALL OVER THE RIM. IT'S STEAMIN HOT AND IT SMELLS REAL AWFUL IN THERE BUT
I'M GETTIN WILDER AND WILDER IN THERE THINKIN ABOUT WHAT I'M GONNA SEE.
. THE MENSROOM DOOR SLAMS OPEN, AND A GUY COMES RIGHT UP TO THE LEFT URINAL.
I CAINT SEE HOW HE LOOKS WITHOUT STANDING UP, AND HE WHIPS OUT HIS DICK SO
FAST I ONLY HAVE TIME TO GET MY FACE DOWN TO COCK LEVEL. IT'S A FAIRLY LONG
PIECE O MEAT, AND IT IS UNCUT, WITH A FORESKIN THAT COVERS THE HEAD UP AND
COMES TO A POINT. MY OWN IS DIFFERENT THAN THAT, BUT I JUST LIKE DICK IN ANY
SIZE OR SHAPE..DON'T MATTER.
. WELL, THIS DUDE DON'T EVEN PULL THE SKIN BACK..HE MUSTA BEEN DRINKIN A LOT
O COFFEE OR SUMPM, CAUSE HE LETS LOOSE A GUSHER. MUST BE A COUPLA GALLONS AT
LEAST. IT COMES OUT IN A DARK YELLOW STREAM, AND HE IS IN SUCH A HURRY THAT IT
SPLASHES ALL OVER THE FLOOR. AS I'M WATCHIN THIS FUCKER PEE, I NOTICE A LOT OF
LIGHT BROWN PUBIC HAIR SORTA SPILLIN OUT OF HIS JEANS, ALL AROUND HIS DICK.
THAT MAKES ME WILDER, CAUSE I'M REAL PARTIAL TO PUBIC HAIR.
. SO HE FINISHES AND SHAKES THE LIVIN FUCK OUT OF HIS MEAT BEFORE HE PUTS IT
AWAY, AND THEN HE DON'T FLUSH THE URINAL. HE GOES OVER TO THE SINK TO WASH HIS
HANDS AND I STAND UP SO I CAN GET A LOOK AT HIM. IT'S THAT FU- MANCHU FUCKER.
HE LOOKS AT HIMSELF IN THE MIRROR JUST LIKE HE WAS PROUD OF THAT PISS HE JUST
HAD. THEN HE STOMPS OUT. I'M LEFT IN THE STALL TO THINK ABOUT WHAT I JUST SAW,
LIKE I WAS BEIN FORCED TO STAY THERE ALMOST.
. I AM GETTIN LIKE A GODDAM TRAPPED ANIMAL. MY DICK IS ROCK HARD, AND I KEEP
LOOKIN AT THE URINAL THAT HE JUST LEFT, AND THINKIN HOW IT WOULD BE IF MY FACE
WAS WHERE THAT URINAL WAS AND THAT DUDE CAME IN AND PISSED IN MY MOUTH WITHOUT
EVEN KNOWIN IT. I'M GETTIN WILDER AND CRAZIER BY THE MINUTE, AND I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT. BUT I BEGIN TO REALIZE SUMPM: I CAINT BE SEEN EITHER FROM
THE FRONT OR THE SIDES, SO I COULD REALLY DO JUST ABOUT ANYTHING I WANT AND
NOBODY WOULD BE NONE THE WISER. THEN I GET THIS IDEA.
. I LEAVE MY STALL REAL QUICK AND GO OVER TO THE RUBBER MACHINE AND PUT IN
50 CENTS. A RUBBER COMES OUT ALL ROLLED UP IN THIS LITTLE WHITE PACKAGE, AND I
RIP IT OPEN WITH MY TEETH. BY NOW I'M GETTIN REAL NERVOUS, CAUSE I DON'T WANT
NOBODY TO SEE ME DOIN THIS PART. THEY PROBLY WOULDN'T KNOW I WAS A FAGGOT, BUT
I DON'T WANT TO DRAW ATTENTION TO MYSELF. AS FAST AS I CAN I UNROLL THE RUBBER
AND PUT IT IN THE LEFT HAND URINAL, WIDE END UP, RIGHT IN THE LIKELY PATH OF A
STREAM OF PISS. THEN I GO BACK INTO MY SHITTER CAGE TO WAIT FOR THE NEXT
TRUCKER TO COME ALONG AND FILL MY RUBBER UP.
. I AINT WAITED LONG AT ALL WHEN I HEAR THESE SORTA SCUFFLIN FOOTSTEPS COMIN
TOWARDS THE MENSROOM. THE DOOR BANGS OPEN, AND A GUY COMES OVER TO THE LEFT
HAND URINAL...REAL DIRTY SNEAKERS ON...TAKES HIS DICK OUT, AND THEN HE CHANGES
HIS MIND. GOES OVER TO THE RIGHT HAND ONE. FUNNY THANG ABOUT THAT...SOME DUDES
NATURALLY SEEM TO GO FOR LEFT OR RIGHT SIDE URINALS, LIKE IT MADE A DIFFERENCE
WHERE THEY DROP THEIR PISS. SO ANYHOW, THIS GUY STARTS PISSIN AWAY. DON'T
MATTER THAT HE'S AT THE RIGHT HAND URINAL, I CAN STILL SEE HIS MEAT JUS FINE.
ITS CUT, BUT ITS LONG AND FLOPPY. AFTER A SHORT PISS, HE SPENDS A GOOD AMOUNT O
TIME SHAKIN IT AND PLAYIN WITH IT. I'M REALLY GETTIN OFF ON THIS WHOLE SCENE,
MAN...THESE FUCKERS ARE LETTIN ME IN ON THEIR BEST SECRET--HOW THEY TREAT THEIR
OWN DICK WHEN NOBODY ELSE IS AROUND.
. HE GOES OVER TO THE SINK AND I STAND UP TO GET A LOOK AT HIM. TALL, BROWN
HAIR, CLEAN-SHAVED. HIS FACE IS COVERED WITH DIRT AND GREASE, BUT IT DON'T HIDE
THIS SCAR ON THE RIGHT SIDE...LOOKS LIKE A REAL BAD KNIFE GASH OR SUMPM. HE'S
WHISTLIN AWAY LIKE A FUCKIN FOOL AS HE WALKS OUT THE DOOR. THEN IT GETS REAL
QUIET AGAIN FOR AWHILE. CAINT HEAR NUTHIN CEPT SOME OLD HANK WILLIAMS ON A
RADIO SOMEWHERE OUT THERE ON THE OUTSIDE. I WONDER, WHAT THE DANG FUCK AM I
DOIN IN HERE ANYWAY? I MEAN LIKE...SHIT! HERE I AM ACTIN LIKE A GODDAM PERVERT,
WAITIN FOR GUYS TO COME IN SO I CAN WATCH THEIR DICK SPEWIN PISS ALL OVER THE
PLACE. THINKIN THAT WAY SURE DON'T MAKE ME LEAVE...IT JUST MAKES ME CRAZIER.
. ALONG ABOUT THEN THE DOOR SLAMS OPEN AGAIN, AND I SEE A PAIR OF THOSE WORK
BOOTS WITH THE STEEL TOE ALL CAKED WITH MUD COME RIGHT FLAT UP TO THE LEFT HAND
URINAL. HE PULLS OUT A FAT, SLOPPY DICK THAT I AINT SEEN THE LIKES OF IN QUITE
SOME TIME. HE PULLS BACK THE HEAD SKIN LIKE IT AINT BEEN PULLED BACK IN A FEW
HOURS, LIKE IT WAS STUCK OR SUMPM. THEN I SEE WHY. EVEN FROM WHERE I AM I CAN
SEE THIS SORTA CRUMBLY WHITE STUFF ALL AROUND THE HEAD. HE'S JUST STANDIN THERE
LIKE HE WAS WAITIN FOR SUMPM. I REALLY WANTA SEE WHO IT IS, SO REAL QUIET LIKE
I STAND UP AND LOOK THROUGH THE SLATS. IT'S THAT BIG, MEAN BLOND DUDE. ALL OF
A SUDDEN I GET THIS KINDA GUT FEELIN LIKE HE KNOWS I'M WATCHIN HIM. I KNOW HE
CAINT SEE ME, AND I'M BEIN REAL SILENT, BUT HE KNOWS I'M THERE. MY HEART STARTS
TO POUND LIKE FUCK SO I SIT BACK DOWN. HE'S STILL JUST STANDIN THERE WITH HIS
FLOPPY, SMELLY MEAT HANGIN OUT. THEN HE LETS FLY WITH A RUSH O PISS. I'M
WATCHIN IT COME OUT LIKE A HUNGRY DAWG. HIS PISSHOLE IS SO GODDAM BIG THE PEE
IS COMIN OUT IN A REAL WIDE GUSH. IT SOUNDS DIFFERENT WHEN IT HITS THE BOWL,
AND THEN I REMEMBER ITS CAUSE THAT RUBBER'S IN THERE. THEN I REALIZE THAT THIS
FUCKER IS AIMIN RIGHT STRAIGHT FOR IT. I'M GETTIN FUCKIN LOONY...HE'S GETTIN
OFF ON FILLIN IT ALL THE WAY UP...USIN HIS PIECE O MEAT LIKE A HOSE OR SUMPM.
. THE URINE JUST KEEPS COMIN AND COMIN...HE IS ONE BIG MOTHERFUCKER. WHEN HE
FINISHES HE DON'T HARDLY SHAKE IT AT ALL, BUT HE OPENS AND CLOSES THE HEAD SKIN
FIVE OR SIX TIMES REAL FAST. I CAN EVEN SMELL THE CHEESY SMELL FROM WHERE I AM
BY NOW. IT STARTS TO MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SOME KINDA DIRTY ANIMAL, SMELLIN THAT
KINDA THANG. HE PUTS HIS DICK IN HIS PANTS REAL SLOW AND ZIPS UP AND HE LEAVES
THE URINAL WITHOUT FLUSHIN IT. HE'S STANDIN THERE IN FRONT OF THE SINK LOOKIN
AT HISSELF IN THE MIRROR, AND I'M LOOKIN THROUGH THE SLATS AT HIM. THEN HE
LOOKS BACK TOWARDS THE STALL DOOR AND SAYS SOMETHIN REAL LOW UNDER HIS BREATH
THAT I CAINT HEAR, BUT HE'S MAD. HE GOES OVER TO THE URINAL AGAIN AND SNORTS
DOWN ALL HIS SNOT INTO HIS MOUTH AND SPITS IT OUT INTO THE RUBBER. I HEAR IT
LAND IN THERE, ALL SLOPPY. HE TURNS QUICK AND LEAVES THE LATRINE.
. I'M SHAKIN ALL OVER, CAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT I'M SURE HE KNOWS I'M
THERE AND I'M WORRIED HE'LL TELL SOMEBODY ELSE ABOUT IT. BUT I'M LOSIN MY MIIND
I'M SO GODDAM HOT, AND I MOVE FAST...I OPEN THE STALL DOOR AND RUN OVER TO THE
URINAL. THE RUBBER IS FULL UP WITH DARK YELLOW PISS, LYIN THERE LOOKIN WASTED.
I CAINT BELIEVE I'M DOIN IT, BUT I PICK IT UP, REAL CAREFUL SO'S I WON'T SPILL
TOO MUCH OUT...IT'S ALL SLIMY ALL OVER FROM THE SNOT, AND PISS FROM THE BOWL IS
RUNNIN DOWN THE SIDES, SO IT GETS SOME ON THE FLOOR. I GO BACK IN THE STALL
AND LOCK MYSELF IN. I CAINT HARDLY BELIEVE THIS...A MEAN RAUNCHY TRUCKER HAS
JUST TOOK A PISS, AND I'M HOLDIN IT IN MY HAND. WITHOUT EVEN THINKIN, I HOLD
THE RUBBER UP AND LOOK AT IT GLISTENIN IN THE LIGHT. IT'S COVERED IN PISS, SO I
PUT IT NEAR MY MOUTH AND BEGIN TO LICK ON IT. THE TASTE IS REAL ACID, BUT IT
MAAKES MY DICK THROB. I KEEP FEELIN OLD PUBIC HAIRS FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE
URINAL AROUND MY TONGUE. AFTER I'VE CLEANED IT OFF, I TURN THE END OF IT UP A
LITTLE INTO MY FUCKIN MOUTH. IT'S WARM...TASTES REAL STRONG...I DRINK A LITTLE
MORE, AND THE LUST IS RISIN UP IN ME LIKE I CAINT BELIEVE. I TURN THE END OF
THE RUBBER UP AGAIN, ALL OVER MY HEAD. IT SOAKS MY HAIR AND THEN DRIPS DOWN ON
ALL SIDES, ALL OVER MY OPEN SHIRT AND MY CHEST, DOWN TO MY CROTCH HAIR AND
AROUND TO MY HAIRY ASSHOLE.
. SWIMMIN IN STRAIGHT TRUCKER PISS. I LET THE EMPTY SOAKIN RUBBER FALL ON MY
HEAD AND IT JUST HANGS THERE IN FRONT OF MY FUCKIN ANIMAL FACE. THE MENSROOM
DOOR OPENS AGAIN AND I HEAR TWO DUDES COME IN TOGETHER.....
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