Rex always looks great. Rex with a cockduster mustache looks even better. And the one with the blue background. Looks like we finally get see some cock or ball outline in his pants.
“Let’s get one thing straight here. I brought you on this fishing trip for one thing only, and it ain’t fishing. I know you prefer men over women; any sane person can see that within 3 seconds of meeting you. I also know that you are into me. I have been watching you watch me, and you don’t act in the way that everyone else does. Two weeks ago at the barbecue at my house, you went into my private bedroom toilet, after I was done with it, saying you couldn’t use the main bathroom because someone was in it. You didn’t close the door all the way. You know what I saw? I saw a pig get down on his knees and not only lick the few drops of my piss but the entire toilet seat. So you are a queer pig. It should be obvious that I invited you here for that reason. I brought you here so you can properly worship me, the way that a real man is entitled to be worshipped. So for the next week you can lick my piss off my toilet seat all you want. Wait a moment, no you can be my toilet seat. Why go to the bathroom when I can fill up your gut? Oh man, are we going to have fun! Get that mouth over here, I have one hell of a bladder full, and you better be thirsty.”
“Faggot get your cunt out here. Sit in the passenger’s seat. Put the towel over your lap. Don’t need another driver seeing I have a naked faggot with me. We need to talk….
“It’s been three weeks since I picked you up hitchhiking at that run down truck stop outside of Wichita. That first night you spent up here was great. I was loving having holes that could accommodate my nine inches. You kept calling me Sir or Dad. You told me what your limits were. It seemed to work out initially. Now, it’s those limits that are bothering the fuck out of me.
“There’s a vista point up ahead, I’m going to be pulling in for a break. There is a very seedy bathroom there, but that’s about it. At night there’s so much activity, but during the day there might be an occasional driver looking for some action in his cab. This is where I’m going to leave you.
“…Look I need more from you that your two holes to fuck. It feels that when I am fucking you, that’s all I am doing. I don’t get to really enjoy myself enjoying cunt the way that I want. I don’t get to use your mouth the way it should be.
“…Shut up. That’s what I am talking about. Your mouth should not be used to spew this selfish crap of yours. It’s for sucking dick, drinking piss, and eating ass. That’s about it. I really don’t much care about your opinions or thoughts. I have always pissed in the faggots I have had on hand. Both holes got it daily. You only want to wear it. And as much as I love my piss, this cab is too small for that rank smell all the time.
“Don’t get me started about your ass eating, or lack thereof. Your tongue only goes in when I fresh from the showers. I’m a fucking truck driver. I don’t get to take daily showers. I’m on my ass most of my day. I need to relax from time to time. One way is with a fag’s tongue worshipping my shitter on a daily basis.
“The other way is to release my pent-up stress by beating the fuck out of a fag. Not only does it release stress, but it horns me up. In fact, right now I so want to smack you to wipe that stupid look on your face. Lean over here. You want to be dumped at the rest area up ahead buck naked or do you want your original clothes back?... Now lean the fuck forward.
“Take that. Now offer me the other cheek…. See that wasn’t too hard! Was it? Speaking of being hard, grope my dick. Go on. Smacking you across your faggot face has given my dick a massive chub.
“You want one final fuck before I send you on your way?... Beg me for the privilege…. Oh you can do better than that. And I am no longer your Daddy, so quit calling me that. The pull off is less than a minute. You don’t have much time….
“…That’s better. Continue….
“…OK faggot. We are here. There are only two other drivers parked down near the bushes where the nighttime activities happen, so they may be looking for some activity.
“This is what’s going to happen. You are going to climb down buck naked. Go stand over there on the curb. Do not touch your little pecker. In fact, it would probably do you good that should never touch that thing again.
“Now if I were to pull out of here, just accept my decision to dump you here, and move on with your life. If I decide to fuck you, you will first need to drink my full bladder of piss, lick my asshole clean after I take a shit, and take a beating with my belt. If you hesitate, I will just leave you here for being a selfish prick. After that, you will be led to those bushes where you will be brutally fucked. Hopefully those other drivers will join in.
“This is your one and only time to show me that you still want to be my cunt, my fag, my fuckhole. You perform less than I expect, and I will leave you here. And if you don’t want to do anything I tell you to do, all you have to do is touch your dick. That’s it. Even if you jerk it while getting fucked, that’s all you have to do. Then I know you want to put your needs ahead of mine. That’s all I need to know, then I’ll be on my way.
“Now get out and stand over there. I have some decisions to make.”
Polish politician Artur Balasz is a moustachioed, silver-haired bull of a man who, if anyone needed to guess, could force me down and pummel my rear end any time he pleased.
He has the look of a man who happily exercises his cock at the drop of a hat...
... and doesn't wait to ask permission or, indeed, express his gratitude afterwards.
Personally, if he needed to express his sexual pleasure physically, I would be quite willing to accept a bit of pain and suffering, bruising and disfigurement if it meant that my body satisfied his.
I imagine he's drilled a good many people as the mood has taken him and I would be more than happy to be another name on his long, long list.
“So my mugshot is my profile pic on that app. I want you to know the man you are submitting to. I want you to know that I’m a rowdy drinker. I’m tired of hiding it. I drink, I get aggressive, and I like to fuck. Hard. I’m planning to go for hours. I really didn’t think you would show up. I told you to meet me here down by the river, under this overpass because I want other men to use you. Get naked and on your knees. I’m gonna get some more beer. You want some? Nevermind, you’ll be drinking my beer when I am done with it. I’m taking your clothes; I don’t want you going anywhere. If any man comes by looking for a blowjob, give it to him. When I show back up, I expect you to have loads in you, or even better in the middle of working on a load. Before I go, my asshole needs a quick lick. It’ll give you my scent to focus on. For some reason, you fags beg me to lick my shitter; I don’t get it. And don’t get all jealous that I’ll probably have another fag or two with me. My dick is a nine-inch beer can. It is entitled to use more than just one fag.”
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