It had been a few weeks since I had stopped at that Maverik and had the spur of the moment butt fucking by a stranger out back in the snow. That encounter linger in my thoughts longer than the multiple loads of man juice I took up my ass that night, his just being the first before I showed up at the gangbang I was designated bottom at that night.

But, there I was a few weeks later around 11 pm on a Friday night stopping at that very same Maverik. This time I was not on my way to or from any gangbang or hookup. I had been called back into work to handle a situation. I pulled into a parking space just to the right front of the storefront and stepped out of my car and to the small patio area to light up a smoke before going in to grab some beer and snacks.

As I smoked, I casually walked around the side of the building and at an angle so I could look at the area in back that just weeks prior I had been cream-pied up the ass like a slut by some random greasy stranger for 50 bucks.

The chill of the clear night overpowered my daydreaming, so I crushed out my cigarette and headed inside. The employee, a taller and somewhat chubby guy who looked to be in his late 20s to early 30s stood behind the counter and greeted me as I walked passed towards the back cooler wall.

"Evening" He mumbled.

I turned my head over my shoulder to acknowledge him with my gaze and responded with a subdued tone myself, "How's it going?"

As I turned my head back, out of the corner of my eye I noticed him stand up straighter and his eyes widen as if he suddenly just woke up fully. I didn't think too much of it as I grabbed a 6 pack of beer and a bag of potato chips before heading back up to pay.

"Find everything alright, man?" He asked as he scanned my items. Staring at me as if he knew me from somewhere.

I glanced up briefly and back down as I tapped my card to complete the transaction, "Yeah, thanks."

He mumbled the total as I put my card into my wallet and wallet in my pocket, "Can I ask you a favor?"

I was confused what favor I could do for him. Perhaps he needed me to watch the doors while he went to take a leak or something. "Uh, what would that be?" I asked.

"Can I bum a smoke from you?" He asked.

"Of course. They're in my car." I replied.

I grabbed my items and headed to my car where I put them on my passenger seat, grabbed my cigarettes, locked up my car and walked back over to the front where the employee stood. A few moments after we lit up, he broke the awkward silence in a way that caught me completely off guard.

"So, you know I watched some pretty hot security camera footage of someone who looks exactly like you get getting ass fucked by some nasty ass creeper a few weeks back."

My face lost color as I choked for a moment on the smoke in my lungs. I was beside myself and my thoughts raced from fear of getting beat up by this big burly guy because he perhaps can't stand anything gay, to him telling me the cops were on their way as they were waiting for the sicko who gets fucked by strangers in public to appear back in their store. I could barely find my voice as I attempted to whisper out some sort of a response. "I umm, I -"

He continued, "Listen man, I'm the only one here who has seen it. Only one who will see it, as long as we can make an agreement. If you agree to the terms, then no one other than me sees it and everything will be cool. If you don't agree, then I'll give the video to my manager and he'll most likely post a pic of your face and call the cops to have you trespassed and arrested for lude acts on the property or some bullshit. What do you say?"

"What are your terms?" I asked.

He replied with a sly grin on his face, "Nice. You looked like you love taking dick and seem to be very good at doing so. I want to use that mouth and that ass of yours. I would love to feel you drain me like once a week."

Trying to hide my arousal, I responded in a curious but monotone way. "Of course. Once a week for how long?"

"As long as I say" He stated.

"So that means you'll just make me your gay bitch until you get bored and then share the video and turn me in anyways. I need a bit more assurance than that." I told him.

"Like what?" He asked as his face tightened with annoyance.

"You can easily just make copies, if you haven't already, and give the video to me after any timeframe I would say - so that won't work. No, I think we need to be playing with the same cards. I get to take footage on my phone of me servicing you on store property. Like, in the bathroom." I explained.

He stared at me for a minute before looking into the dark of the night and responding with a slight snicker, "Deal. Seems fair. But you have to do it tonight. Suck my sweaty dick and swallow my load. Like, - when we go back in right now."

About 5 minutes later, after we went inside and he locked the doors and put up "Closed for 30 minutes for cleaning" signs up on the windows, we headed into the Men's restroom. I began to get down on my knees after turning to face him when he barked at me, "No, take off all your clothes first then on your knees."

"It's just a fucking blowjob, man" I replied.

"I know, but seeing you fully naked will help me nut faster." He said in a matter-of-fact way. "Besides, if you can't handle my load in your mouth and it drips, it won't get on your clothes."

I love how the logic is always the same. Looking out for the cocksucker so he doesn't get his clothes stained, so best be naked just to have a cock shoved down your throat. "Fine" I said as I quickly undressed and piled my clothes onto the counter by the sinks. I heard him moan as he licked his lips while he watched me strip more and more layers of clothing off. Once I was fully naked, I turned back around and got down on my knees. He stepped forward as he unbuckled his belt, lowered the zipper to his black cargo pants and pulled out a half erect girthy 6 inch hairy cock.

The musty smell of his ass and his balls slammed into my nostrils hard as I leaned my head forward and took his unwashed meat into my always cock sucking ready mouth. He moaned heavier as I tightened my lips around his thick shaft and serviced his cock with my head going back and forth. It took him not much longer than a minute or so to become fully hard. The length didn't change much, but at that point it felt like I had a soda can stuffed in my mouth. The corners of my mouth felt so stretched that they could tear open.

Breathing through my nose, I went full whore mode and hummed as I bobbed my head the full length of his cock loaf. I sucked this big hairy jerk for a good solid 20 minutes. With aching jaws and tears streaming down both cheeks of my face, I thought he would never finish. Suddenly, he grabbed my head with both of his chubby big hands and forced his dick in my throat so my chin was against his balls and my nose was full of his bush. I literally could not breath as he exploded 6 thick piping hot and foul tasting shots of jizz directly into my throat. I swallowed as best as I could, gagging constantly from the lack of air as much as from the bitter flavor of his cum.

After he finished his cum assault on my mouth, he pulled out and pushed me down by my forehead. He then stepped over to the sink and wiped his dick clean with some water and paper towels as he casually mumbled to me without even looking in my direction, "Mm, that was nice, bitch. Been holding onto that load for 4 days. It's a shame you were so involved sucking my cock dry that you forgot to grab your phone and get your evidence. Dumb cunt."

He was right. I had forgotten the one thing I told him I needed as my own leverage. I had literally stripped down naked in a public restroom and swallowed this asshole's massive nasty load like a whore. And for nothing. Not $50 like the last time I took cock at this Maverik, and not even for collateral video evidence.

He continued as he finished cleaning up, and closing up his pants as he walked out the restroom, "You might not want to keep your skinny naked faggot ass on the floor. Probably want to get cleaned up and get dressed before some customer comes in here to take a piss and mistakes you as their toilet. A lot of truckers tend to stop in here this time of night."

I got dressed in a flash. I heard him out front unlocking the front doors and greeting a customer with an apology for having to lock the doors for cleaning. As I was rinsing my face off, I heard him tell the customer that the men's room was the first door on the left. "Great", I thought as I grabbed some paper towels to finish wiping off the remnants of tears, sweat, and jizz drops from my face.

I turned to leave the restroom just as a somewhat fit trucker looking type of middle aged guy walked in. We locked eyes for a second before he turned towards the urinals. My foot was nearly out the door when he spoke, "Hey. Did you drop something? Is this yours?" He asked.

Taken off guard, I turned and stepped closer to him and shifted my gaze to the tiled floor he was slightly pointing down to. I did not seen anything dropped onto the floor, so I looked back up to him with confusion and asked, "Drop what? I don't see anything."

He looked at me and back down and leaned down a bit as he pointed. "There! Right there. You see that shit? That's fucking cum." My face flushed red as he stared at me and continued his lecture. "You see it now, don't you faggot? Well, clean it up!"

In a bit of a daze and embarrassment, I turned to pull some paper towels out of the dispenser when he snapped at me once more, "NO! You sucked it out. You spilled it. Get down here and lick it up. Now, you fucking bitch!"

Before I could even react, he grabbed my hair and pulled me to the floor where I licked up three drops of the clerk's cold cum from the dirty floor. The man let go of my hair with a snap and began to laugh. "Good boy. Now, wait outside. When I'm done in here we'll go out to the red Kenworth over at the truck parking. I need a naked cocksucker in my truck for a bit.

I got up from the floor and exited the restroom. The clerk chuckled as I looked at him on my way outside. "I see you here at midnight next Friday night to take another load, bitch. But you have fun out there. Hope that little ass of yours is up for a ride. He's got a lot of room in that truck."

I stepped outside and with shaking hands, lit another cigarette. This simple stop for Beer and snacks has already turned into a fiasco by means of a blackmailing to avoid legal problems, and now who knows what that trucker has in mind for my mouth and ass in the quiet overnight hours of the dark parking lot.