Driver: "Just relax son, just take it easy. I would say this ain't gonna hurt, but if you relax, it'll only hurt you more than it's gonna hurt me."
You feel a dribble of spit land on your arse, a finger wipes it up and begins to probe your hole. In and out it slides very slowly. Then another finger. They withdraw. The moment of inactivity is broken when you feel his cock pressing hard against your hole.
You brace yourself as his giant cock starts to enter. It just feels like something flat pressing up against you... can this actually penetrate? His vice-like grip on your hips slowly, so slowly pull you towards him and you can feel your ring loosen up.
The tube of lube bursts in your hand as you squeeze. Your mouth is stretched open as if to scream, but there's no sound, just panting. The slide in seems to take forever, and it's a relief when he begins to withdraw.
"That was about an inch in sonny, feeling good? Don't need the lube - you've got a nice tight hole, nice, but there ain't no hole on the planet I couldn't get through." With that he starts pressing again, the push pull cycle gets easier each time and the pain feels so good you think you're gonna shoot. His weight behind you forces you onto the ground - your eyes are tight shut and all you can hear is his groans and the clinking of his belt buckle. It's all the way in - hitting your new found g-spot - when he stops suddenly... then begins to pull out.
Driver: "Roll over and sit up boy, you gonna clean me off."
With a "Yes sir!" You do as he says, and he steps towards you. His cock isn't as shitty as you expected, it tastes fine, just dry. You honour him by at first sucking it clean, then licking it's length, holding his balls as you do so. It's thrust back into your mouth just in time for the jiz to squirt right to the back of your throat. You choke on four or five squirts before he pulls it out and slaps it against your face.
Staring deep into your eyes, the driver lowers himself onto your hard-on. He does the touching and guides the tip of your dick to his arse hole. It slips in a treat - a nice tight treat - and the driver rests all his weight on you so you're well home. The feeling of his hips jiggling and his muscles contracting send your cock into come-shooting convulsions. Your orgasm is silent but he knows when it's happening and enjoys the moment with grunts and a string of "Fuck yeah"s. By the time he stands up, your dick is soft and sore.
"Clean yourself up", he says as he throws a t-shirt at you and begins to dress. Back in the van it's not far to the station and compliments are exchanged. At the station he reaches for the porn mag. "Here's a little souvenir for my new buddy" he says. "I particularly like this shot" he adds, flicking through the pages, settling on a close-up photo of a shackled prisoner getting squirted with jiz by his cell-mate. You didn't reecognise the face at first, but now he's pointed it out, there's no doubt.
You grab your bags and head towards the glow of the station - he was right about there being plenty of time before the last train.
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