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GATOR TAILS: TRUCKER BUDDIES

Jesse reached over to his dash mounted laptop, to do a quick travel time assessment, while also paying attention to where he was driving his truck and keeping a respectable distance behind his travel buddy. Him and Jerry were both carrier over-the-road truck drivers and a rare breed of long haulers that preferred the overnight trips instead of daytime travel. It let them complete their trips sooner than their other freelance competition and gave them less traffic to deal with, when driving through city limits. Both also had a lot of regular road travel experience and knew many little used truck friendly routes to travel, when the weather in the area was nicer. They also enjoyed the outdoors and exposed themselves to it as much as possible in between jobs.

When on the job, they tried driving their trucks with the windows down as much as possible. Even when the weather was a lot warmer, they saw little reason to waist the fuel with running the air conditioning in the cab. They simply strip down naked and let the night air blowing through the cab keep them comfortable. In fact, they frequently drove this way, when the weather itself cooperated with the desired driving condition. They always kept their boots on though. Big truck pedals are not kind on human feet and it was one less thing to hassle with, when it came time to pull into the next rest stop or restaurant along their route. Both also kept a loose fitting pair of bib overalls, with legs that can easily slide past the boots, laying nearby for such occasions.

Being free and naked truck drivers was not their only secret. They were also a passionate loving couple. They looked out for each other and cared for each other over the many years on the road, as if they were a married man and woman. Neither one cared for the complication of marriage, but arranged for a quick one at a random courthouse located at one of their frequent hauling destinations. It was just a simple legal formality, to make sure one of them was looked after, should something bad and fatal happen to the other one. The rings were just as simple as the men too. Basic polished tungsten.

Jesse spied a familiar worn out and barely readable road information sign, then saw Jerry's arm wave outside his cab window in the headlamp illumination. They had arrived at last. The diesel engines of both Peterbuilt rigs quickly changed pitch, as the gears of both were changed almost in perfect sync. The downshifting began, as the distinct whirring farm tractor sound began emanating from beyond the cabs and the first hiss from the air brakes soon followed, as the trucks began coasting at a slower pace. The trucker then saw the turn signals come on ahead of him and flipped his on, as the engines whirred again and the trailer tail lights ahead then burned brighter.

The location, where they chose to stop was not marked the same distinctive bold way as the newer rest stops. This one that had been built many years before the new roadside safety regulations and gradually became one of many that got buried in the logistical shuffle of public highway resource management. Only an experienced and well trained eye knew where the completely dark off ramp was, on the simple two lane road at night. The only source of illumination was the trucks headlamps and the multiple running lights, that trimmed the lower edges of the trailers they towed and the critical edges of the truck cabs. Both men then switched to the running lamps, to reduced the glare from the brush flanking the sides of the off ramp itself, before downshifting one more time and allowed the trucks to simply coast casually the rest of the way into the hidden rest stop.

Once they saw the flanking brush abruptly part away and the travel surface rapidly widen, they knew they had arrived at the secluded location itself. None of the installed street lamps worked anymore and some were even missing. The sidewalks didn't have the fancy path marking lights of the newer more traveled places, but the sidewalk running along the edge of the large parking lot was still pale enough to be seen. The trucks eventually came to a complete stop next to each other, releasing the trademark brief whine and long hiss of the brakes doing their job. The headlamps were switched off next, as the engines were stopped. Both cabs briefly lit up, as Jessie and Jerry both opened their doors. They looked at each other's fully bearded faces across the short distance and nodded, before grabbing their bib overalls and begun sliding them on.

Jerry was the first to finish and flipped down the lid to his laptop, before grabbing his old fashioned brick style flashlight and hopping out of his cab, closing the door behind him. Jessie had just finished clipping his overall straps and closed his laptop, before turning in his seat and faced out the open door. He watched as swaying light beam movement could be seen traveling down the driver side under the trailer, then move around the back of it, before he saw his mate finally appear on the passenger side and resume the same visual inspection of the truck. Once Jerry passed him by and quickly inspected the front, he switched off his flashlight and walked back in front of Jessie.

“Looks like everything is fine here. I'll walk ahead and check out the facilities. Looks like it is just us again." He observed and looked right up at Jessie grinning.

The trucker met his mate's gaze and returned the grin, before reclining back and retrieved his own brick flashlight from between the cab seats. He then straightened back up and hopped down, just as Jerry had begun walking up the connecting sidewalk, that led to two immediately visible restroom buildings. Both still had their original seventies style contemporary look, with the single surface slopped roof and only one light marking the entrance to both. There used to be more illumination provided by two vending machines. But those had been removed after the global medical emergency shutdown. Budget cutbacks made less used places like this an obvious lower priority.

Jessie lingered a little longer, until he saw his mate finally arrive at the Men's building entrance and then walk inside it. The illumination seen through the triangular side windows seemed a lot dimmer this trip. Probably part of them cutbacks and thus no need to have all the florescent lights working. He then sighed and hopped down from his cab, then reached up to close his door and turn his flashlight on. Except when he clicked the button, nothing happened.

“Shit. Damn brick battery must be dead already. Probably shouldn't have left it on for so long at the other place, to light up the dark room while fucking each other's brains out. Oh well."

Jesse tossed the flashlight through the open door window, then pulled out his smartphone from the front utility pocket. He held his finger on the flashlight icon and the front camera light turned on. He then proceeded to retrace the same visual inspection steps of his truck, but had to move at a slower pace. The illumination of the smartphone covered less area than the dead brick flashlight. Just as he finished inspecting the back of his trailer, he paused for a moment and looked around him at the nearby distant brush. He briefly acquired the nagging feeling that someone could be watching him. The man waited a moment and then shrugged, before moving onto the passenger side inspection. Far beyond Jerry's truck in the brush, a pair of amber colored eyes hovered above the ground, at a height too great for any local swamp animals in that region. The eyes then began slowly moving towards the buildings.

“Okay. Visual inspection done. Now to take care of my own needs and then have a little fun." Jesse mumbled to himself and chuckled.

The man kept his smartphone light pointed down at the ground and walked onto the sidewalk towards the Men's building himself. He noticed the light for the Men's building entrance was now out, leaving the space in between the structures lit only by the one light now. Jesse paused for a moment and scratched his beard, while looking around at the rather neglected lawn grass that had grown to the height of his calves and had little seed tails on the ends. He then remembered to turn the light of his smartphone off and not drain that battery too.

“Boy. The department of transportation really let this one go. Typical." he huffed and then looked down at himself. “Been comments about me letting myself go over the years too. But just like this old place, I am still here. We both just need to be properly cared for. Maybe adjust my diet."

Little did the man know, he was now being watched by another pair of amber eyes, hovering just as high above the ground in the nearby brush. Jesse got within one hundred feet of the Men's building and stopped when he could have swore he heard very distinctive moaning coming from inside the building. It was definitely Jerry's voice and it sounded like the man was experiencing pleasure. The trucker shook his head and chuckled, before reaching inside his overalls and began fondling his cock, that began to inflate in reaction to the moaning.

“Boy, Jerry. I guess you couldn't wait until I was done and then come in there to join you."

The remaining outside light above the Women's building entrance then began to flicker and died. Jesse was quickly reminded how rural the rest stop was, as the whole surrounding area was briefly plunged into darkness. The amber eyes in the brush then began moving slowly towards the building. Once the man's eyes adjusted, he was a little relieved to see he still had some faint illumination form the running lights on the trucks, marking their location easy enough. It just wasn't quite enough for where he was standing and he really needed to see the building better. The overall situation briefly killed the mood for him.

“You know what Jerry, you will just have to wait a little longer. I really need to piss and not about to stumble, then fall in the dark… just to find the door."

Jesse turned towards the grass and unclipped the two straps of his bib overalls, then let them slide on down his legs and pool around his boots. He then aimed his semi erect cock at the grass and let his pent up piss load arc out beyond the sidewalk. The moaning then stopped just as he had finished watering the grass.

“I guess you really needed that relief and couldn't wait for me. Still would have been better if I was there with you." The trucker observed and sighed.

That feeling of being watched then returned and motivated him to turn back towards the building, with his overalls still around his ankles. Standing there in the shadow of the building was the vague outline of a stocky built man, whom was hairy and had just his boots on. Considering Jerry and him were the only two men at the rest stop, he just assumed that is who was standing there naked right now. The man then disappeared from site and walked into the Men's building. Jesse chuckled and bent over, to finish getting his overalls the rest of the way off and then straightened back up. He then walked on towards the building a little quicker and looked down to visually make sure he was folding them properly, before noticing his cock beginning to get hard in anticipation of the fun they would have together inside the building. Once he was within ten feet of the structure, he heard an occasional low rumbling or gurgling sound. He stopped and shook his head.

“The transportation department could at least make sure this place actually functions properly and fix that plumbing problem." He mumbled to himself.

As Jesse got to the corner of the building, he slowed his pace back down and stepped into the shadows. Once his eyes adjusted a little, he could see that it wasn't completely dark in his spot and had faint lighting coming from beyond the open restroom door off to his side. There was something boxy and heavy looking keeping it propped open. It honestly looked like an old chest high file cabinet and setting on top of it was a familiar looking pair of folded bib overalls. The trucker took the overalls in his hands and set them right on top. He then heard an occasional shuffle or scuffing sound, along with something wet hitting the floor. There was nothing in sight, as he peered right into the Men's restroom and guessed that whatever it was, it must be beyond the barely visible tiled interior partition wall.

Jesse then stepped further into the dimly lit bathroom and a man's head then popped out from beyond the end of the wall. He was better lit this time and grinning back at him. This man didn't look like Jerry, but he definitely could be a new playmate for the two truckers tonight. The man then stepped completely out past the wall and displayed a rather above average size dripping hard cock, before walking up to him and reached for the trucker's own dripping cock. Jesse returned the gesture and both just stood there for a moment, using each other's precum to lubricate their hands and slowly stroke the other one's cock. The new man then leaned in towards an ear and whispered into it.

“I have something special and hot to show you. Just remember to be completely cool about it, like your buddy was when he came in here and saw it for himself."

Jesse gave him a brief confused look, as the man then backed away and slowly walked back to the end of the wall, before turning around and facing him again.

“Oh, don't worry about the gurgling noise, as your own nose can tell you, it has nothing to do with the plumbing. That too is part of the special thing." The naked stranger assured him.

The man then disappeared beyond the wall, as the gurgling and wet sound slightly picked up pace. Jesse then walked up to the end of the wall and slowed his pace tremendously, as his nose then detected something he thought was drastically out of place in a restroom environment. It literally smelled just like warm maple syrup. Curiosity then guided him around the end of the wall, before he stopped and looked down at the source of the shuffling and scuffing sound. It was the unmistakable dark blunt pointed end of a very large dual-ridged alligator tail. Fear briefly seized him and momentarily killed what ever arousal was keeping his cock hard. He then looked up and met the eyes of the other man, whom was standing just beyond the moving tail and still grinning. He raised a finger up to his lips, then lowered it and silently mouthed the words Be Cool.

Jesse swallowed, then slowly breathed in some air and then slowly exhaled, to calm his nerves a little. He then began moving his line of sight up the tail and quickly realized the rest of the dark armored body was not in a normal position, while angling upwards and getting wider towards the front legs. This is where the creature looked less like an alligator to him and more like a hybrid of animal and man. Although the back had the expected protective armor plating, it varied in a way to work with a massive muscle structure more suited for the equally massive attached arms and digitigrade legs. This hybrid didn't seem to have much difficulty staying vertical on it's legs either. The gurgling sound for the moment seemed to be coming from the gator and seemed more like a soft rumble.

One of the arms was raised up and had a huge dark clawed hand splayed out and planted firmly against the tiled wall above the urinals. The gator hybrid was being attentive about not letting it's hand slip and damage the nearby florescent light, that had only one dim tube in it and the only source of illumination for the entire restroom. The other arm had only it's upper part visible and the rest hidden by it being bent towards the front of the huge reptilian beast. It was also making a subtle slow swinging motion and displaying distinct muscle flexing that suggested the rest of the arm was possibly rubbing something. He then heard additional gurgling and could have swore it was separate from the gator. The trucker had become so visually focused on this mind boggling spectacle, that he didn't even notice the other man had moved. He then heard a boot scuff the floor behind him. Jesse didn't move and felt the other man then move in to make full body contact with his back, as he then felt a dripping hard cock begin to slip between his ass cheeks and stop right at his hole. The man then wrapped his arms around Jesse and begin rubbing his hands all over the trucker's hairy front sensually, before bringing his mouth up to an ear and whispering to him.

“It looks like you got over your fear pretty quick. Makes me wonder if maybe you have a thing for creatures like my bigger friend here." The man teased him, as he gripped the trucker's cock, that was now hard and dripping again. “Let's move a little closer for the actual surprise itself. You will definitely love this."

The man held onto Jesse and gave him a subtle push, before both began shuffling on up next to the huge gator creature. Neither one of them wanted the cock slipping out from between the trucker's ass cheeks, as they kept going until Jesse had both of them stop. He finally got to see what or who the gator's arm was rubbing.

“Fuck me." Came out of his mouth as a half gasp.

His buddy Jerry was standing on a four foot tall wooden platform and had his back firmly pressed against the creature's softer underbelly, displaying a rather large rounded belly being tenderly rubbed by a huge clawed hand. The man behind him then took the words as a request.

"As you wish."

The man then hugged the trucker more firmly and gentlyy slid his cock inside him. Jesse briefly closed his eyes and moaned softly, as he felt the large cock slowly slip inside him and across his prostate in one smooth continuous glide, that didn't stop until the end of it bumped the second entrance inside him. The throbbing cock then slid back out just as slowly, until it pulled completely out of him and then paused, before repeating the motion again. The trucker finally opened his eyes and simply stood there, enjoying the sensual deep fuck and watched as Jerry's gurgling belly slowly got bigger.

“Someone is definitely enjoying the moment." The man whispered into his ear, after grabbing hold of his dripping throbbing cock. “Maybe thinking you want to be next and get filled by a big gator beast too?"

The gator fucking the other trucker, showed no signs of actually thrusting into the man. Both were just simply standing there, as the gator kept softly rumbling like a gurgling drain and rubbed the truckers expanding belly. Jerry's own cock had lost all freedom to properly throb and bob in the air. Now it just simply stayed hard and twitched against the skin of the expanding belly. Jesse was pretty sure the huge beast didn't care he was even there.

“So what do you say fuck toy? Ready to get filled just like him?"

The trucker simply nodded his head.

“Okay then. Lets get you into place and ready. We kept a spot open for you too."

The cock inside his ass pulled out and then free of his cheeks, as the man then stepped away, Jesse finally decided to look around a bit and noticed right to his side was an identical heavy wooden platform. It looked to be sturdy enough to hold the weight of two men just like him. He looked sideways towards Jerry's rounded belly and then back at the platform. This man and his gator beast buddy had thoroughly thought the process out and likely had done this before. The platform itself was not solid all the way through and had some heavy black plastic basin mounted inside at the middle. Enough of the platform flanked the sides of the basin for a man to solidly plant his feet on it, while also spreading his legs far enough apart to… cum into it?

The trucker's own horny mind also realized another useful aspect of the platform height. It would put his own ass at just the right level for some rimming. He then proceeded to climb up onto the platform and got a little help from the man behind him. Once he got both of his feet planted firmly on the base and his hands against the wall above the urinal, he felt the man firmly grip his ass cheeks and then parted them with the bearded face, making contact with his twitching anal entrance with the tongue. The tongue then pushed into him a little and begin sensually moving across everything it could touch. Jesse closed his eyes and savored the moment with more moans. He then opened his eyes when the rimming head pulled away and looked over at his buddy, who was just looking straight ahead and began to drool profusely.

He looked down towards the belly and couldn't see the man's cock anymore, but saw a persistent and confusingly piss-stream solid trickle of precum begin to dump into the basin below him. He kept watching as the stream kept going and going without pause, then looked back up at his buddy's head and saw that it was now pointing directly down. The same stream of precum was now running out of his mouth and that same familiar syrup smell abruptly got a lot stronger. The trucker looked back towards the wall in front of him and takes a moment to properly process what he thinks he saw and was now consciously allowing himself to smell as well. The huge gator beast was somehow capable of producing a ridiculous amount of cum, that looked and smelled nothing like cum. Then there was the obvious reality he had filled Jerry with so much of it, that it began coming out of his mouth and had somehow saturated the man's body enough to come out the cock. All of this was triggering kink areas in his mind and arousal levels far stronger than he ever had before.

“Now it is your turn." He heard the man from behind him speak, with a radically altered deep voice that sounded quite inhuman.

Something deep inside Jesse told him reality was about to take a weird and very erotic detour, as he heard curious organic popping sounds coming from behind him. He simply remained firmly planted in place and waited for the popping sounds to stop. The trucker then heard a familiar heavy scuffing and dragging noise approach him. Jesse remembered that distinct sound and licked his lips, before seeing a familiar huge muscled dark armored arm move into view and anchor an equally huge dark clawed hand on the wall above him. He then felt his back make contact with the soft leathery chest and belly of the gator, before feeling the other huge arm come around his mid section and the attached clawed hand begin to sensually caress his belly.

“Time to githe this real turtose." The gator hinted with the rubbing.

Jesse began to relax a little, just as he felt a large but slick presence emerge from the belly and slide right in between his ass cheeks. He knew this had to be the gator beast's cock, but it felt so different and was obviously flute shaped, with a very rounded edge. It was expanding in width quickly and gaining mass, as it made contact with his twitching anal entrance. He closed his eyes and exhaled, to relax more and was rewarded with the sensation of the strange feeling cock sliding on inside him. It had a noticeable upward curve, that made it rub him internally a little too firmly and made him grunt a little with mild frustration.

“Arts your dack a little." The gator suggested.

Jesse did as he was told and soon felt the gradual entry of the gator cock get more comfortable. It then continued sliding deeper into him and soon stopped as he felt a curious part of the cock emerge inside him and make contact with his prostate. This new feature felt just like a man's finger and just as large, but it was very slick and all of it glided across that special spot inside him. The strange cock then stopped and allowed him a brief moment to get used to it's presence, as it continued to gradually grow.

"Let's get you going thuck toy." Was then said as the cock moved again.

The trucker noticed his insides began to feel a little different and was somehow warming up. He was pretty sure it was from that same stuff that was coming out of Jerry. Now it was being dumped into him and wasn't at all uncomfortable, as it added to his arousal with it's ambient presence. Jesse could feel his own prostate begin to throb and his cock persistently slap his belly in sync with the sensation. The strange shaped cock then sank a little deeper inside him, before stopping, then slid backwards and stopped again. The short distance traveled was intentional and kept that attached finger-like appendage in constant contact with his prostate. He then felt the motion repeated, as the gator adopted a very short thrusting movement to pleasure him. Jesse groaned with appreciation at the astonishing level of control and attention the huge beast was relinquishing on something so small inside him. Jesse then looked upward at the bottom jaw line of the huge gator and moaned louder, as he shot his first load from the intense stimulation all over the wall and urinal.

"Hang in there and hide it out." The gator told him and didn't stop the thrusting.

The over stimulation would normally make him begin to hurt. This he knew from past experience of being fucked too much. But his body was somehow handling it better this time, as that ambient warmth could now be felt spreading through his entire crotch area. The short thrusting inside him then picked up the pace, as that finger rubbed his pulsing prostate more vigorously.

"Please. Need to rechar-." The trucker tried to announce.

"No need. you hill cun again." The gator beast interrupted.

True to the beast's words, his cock remained hard and continued to slap his belly with the need to cum. Soon enough he had another orgasm and it shocked him so much he was speechless. He gasped and looked down, as another full size load splattered the wall and urinal. His mind began to slowly loose structured coherency, as his arousal and need to cum became his only focus. The man then willingly surrounded all control of himself over to his lust and desired nothing more than to be used and filled by the gator beast. He looked over to Jerry one more time, as his nose noticed the syrup smell gain more intensity. It was now coming out of the man's mouth in persistent ripples and plopping down into the basin between his legs. The combination of seeing Jerry being used in such a potent erotic way and the sensation of the thrusting, triggered a third orgasm.

Jesse looked back downward and saw his load splatter the wall and urinal again. This time it looked different and was bigger. The normal pearly milky appearance look clearer and the load itself felt a little denser. His nose could also detect a little of that syrup smell come right from it. It was happening to him already. Then before what little of his remaining logical thinking could process what this actually meant, it vanished in the massive wave of pleasure that washed through his mind. His fourth load shot out and it definitely felt more dense. There was very little pearly milkiness to it and the syrup smell was quite strong now. He then heard the gator filling him sniff the air over him.

“It is tine." was announced, as the caressing hand stopped and gripped his belly firmly.

The strange shaped cock then pushed on past his prostate and took the stimulating finger with it, as it now dragged along the plush walls of his anal cavity. The dual stimulation of feeling both a cock and that finger gliding inside of him, reduced the man to a moaning and gasping fuck toy. He then felt the rounded edge of the fluted cock make contact with that second entrance inside him and stop.

“Let ne in. I know you hant it thuck toy." He was told.

Jesse simply nodded and exhaled again, as the entry to his guts relented and the gator cock slide on in. He then felt the ambient warmth begin to spread throughout his belly and make it begin to gurgle, as the cock continued to sink unbelievably deep inside his guts. It then stopped and he was gently pulled back into the gator beast's own belly. The clawed hand then let up on the grip and began sensually rubbing his belly again. The ambient warmth soon expanded downwards through his legs and upwards up to his shoulders, as his belly began to slowly expand. He could actually feel the syrup dumping into his guts and filling him up, as the gator began softly rumbling to him.

The ambient warmth soon engulfed his arms and began traveling up his neck, as his belly expanded further and became quite rounded. He looked down again and could no longer see his throbbing cock anymore, but he could feel it pulsing against the bottom of his expanding belly and could feel the syrup begin to come out of it in a steady trickle. The man quickly lost track of time and soon noticed the syrup was nearly done with his guts and would be filling up his stomach next. His sense of self identity rapidly faded away, as he completely surrendered to being the gator beast's fuck toy. His belly then reached it's round full limit, as the potent presence of the syrup and warmth soothed him, reinforcing his desire to remain as that simple fuck toy. Jesse then felt the syrup's dense presence enter his stomach and the brief sensation of it gurgling in protest against the intruder.

The gurgling soon dissipated, as his stomach joined the rest of his body amid the syrup saturation. He then felt the presence quickly ascend up to his throat and he looked up at the wall one last time and moaned, before it was cut off by gurgling and he lowered his head back down, to let it begin draining out of his slack open mouth. His sense of site was beginning to become more vague, as he barely registered seeing the syrup trickle out of his mouth and run across the round surface of his filled belly. The clawed hand stopped rubbing his belly and simply kept it supported, as he felt the syrup being dumped into his guts begin to surge a little. It was like his body was now being used as an extension of the gator beast's cock and it's only purpose now was to pulse and cum. So that is what the trucker did. He stood there, as his extended orgasm kept surging through his filled body. The syrup coming out of his cock now had a pis-stream solid flow to it, and the trickle coming out of his mouth was gaining more power. Jesse kept his head down and stared off into empty space, as the syrup finally began surging out of his open mouth in ripples. Soon he lost all desire to use his eyes and simply closed them. The last of the man that was Jesse then disappeared into the wave of ecstasy, that was the continuous orgasm being stimulated by the syrup surging through his body. Only a willing gator fuck toy existed in his place now.