Truck Driver Trainees
The 18 wheeler with the words "Student Driver" across the cab careened
through the intersection as the light was changing. "Stoooooooppppp!"
Davis screamed hysterically. "You'll kill us all, you moron!".
Mark ground the gears repeatedly as he tried to downshift and regain
control of the truck. Davis reached over and sternly commanded, "Press
in the clutch!" as he shoved the stick into 6th gear. "Now put on your
signal and pull over!" Davis' muscular frame slumped back in his seat.
"Have you two learned anything we've done in the past 4 days?", Davis
cooly eyed the blushing 26 year old Mark, still in the driver's seat,
and the wide-eyed, 23 year old Jeff in the back seat. An idea was
forming in Davis' mind as he saw the miserable frustration in the two
students' eyes.
"Sorry sir..." Mark stammered. "I couldn't find a gear and..." he
trailed off seeing Davis' face clouded over with anger. Mark ran his
hand over his forehead, pushing back his blonde bangs out of his
handsome face. He looked down and folded his hands on the steering
wheel.
"Look, neither of you have applied yourselves to learn the gears, and I
overheard you talking earlier about going out to the strip bars last
night. So you're both tired and haven't studied. We have two more days
until you take your road test. And you ARE going to pass. Both of
you!" Davis glowered at them, clearly pissed off. He stood and grabbed
Mark by the back of his neck. "Get out of that seat, now!"
Mark stumbled out of the driver's seat, guided by Davis' muscular hand
on the back of his neck. "Let's go, now!", Davis shoved Mark toward the
back of the tractor cab, where he collided with Jeff, who was trying to
get out of the way. They both fell against the back seats.
Davis swiveled the center seat, folded it down, and forced Mark down
over it. It was kind of close to the back wall, so Mark had to twist
his neck to the side, pressed agains the wall, to fit over the chair.
Mark's chiseled features twisted into a grimace as Davis' large hand
landed on the seat of his jeans.
"Yeo ouch! What was that for?" Mark yelled angrily. "You can't..."
"It's for being a stupid moron who's wasting my time!", Davis began a
series of stinging swats across Mark's ass. "Maybe since you're acting
like a spoiled brat, you should be treated like one. Eh?" Davis
sneered. Mark's face was twisted to the side against the back wall of
the cab, straining to look back at Davis.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Jeff leaned against the back of the driver's seat, and lit a cigarette.
He giggled in spite of himself seeing Mark's ass being unceremoniously
beaten while he squirmed over the back seat.
Davis turned abruptly and yanked the cigarette out of Jeff's mouth. He
stamped it out on the floor and grabbed Jeff by the arm. "Get over
here, jack off! You're next!" Davis shoved Jeff over the seat beside
Mark. He now had two upturned backsides squirming before him. He
paused momentarily to admire them. Mark was more slender but still well
built with a very nice bottom. The younger, baby-faced Jeff was built
more like a soccer player, stocky but nicely proportioned. Davis
started in on Jeff's ample backside.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Davis' hand began to sting with the angry swats. "Hold up. Get up
here, asshole" he yanked Mark up by his arm. Mark stood up and turned,
and watched in astonishment as Davis unzipped the young man's jeans and
they fell to his knees. "Now get back down there" Davis pushed him back
into place over the folded seat, ass in the air. His bubble butt was
straining inside some very white, clean jockey shorts.
Davis stooped and picked up a 1x4 board from the jumble of scattered
junk on the floor of the cab. "This oughta do nicely!" he smirked.
Mark stared back in fear as he saw Davis pick up the wooden board.
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"Yeowwww! No!" wailed Mark. Mark danced around, trying to escape the
stinging board. Davis enjoyed the play of the board off of the bouncy
buttocks. He whacked under and upwards on each butt cheek, causing a
slight bounce and renewed wailing cry from the hapless Mark. Your ass
will be so sore, you'll drive that _d_a_m_n_ truck the way I tell ya!
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
"WHA AACK!"
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"WHA AACK!"
"P-p-please! Sniff, sniff!" Mark lay exhausted over the seat, butt in
the air, massaging his sore cheeks with both hands through the thin
cotton briefs. He felt humiliated with his jeans around his ankles
while he massaged his butt before his friend Jeff and his driving
instructor, who sneered at his predicament. His ass stung so bad it was
turning numb, as he frantically rubbed to ease the pain.
Jeff lay quietly over the other seat straining to see the action without
regaining Davis' attention to himself.
"You are the biggest moron I have ever taught!" Davis whacked the tight
white briefs with his large hand. WHA ACK!
"Ooof" Mark was driven forward over the seat with the large hand across
his rump, where Davis left it for a second before he squeezed Mark's fat
cheek. Mark felt the large fingers in his crack and immediately popped
a stiff boner in his pants.
"You are the stupidest idiot in this school!" WHA ACK!
"Yeo ow! Mark shuddered as he slid forward again. He felt Davis large
hand squeeze down on his other cheek. In horror, he realized that his
briefs were slowly slipping down each time he slid forward over the
upholstered seat. Mark lifted up his butt with his legs to try to grab
his briefs, but Davis' hand swatted down again on his raised up ass.
WHAAA AAACK! "I'm gonna beat your ass off every day until you get it!"
"Ouuu uuuch! Mark fell forward over the seat and felt the waistband of
his briefs slip down halfway across his backside. The top of his bare
ass peaked out, showing a mottled red white and slightly swollen surface
from the hard beating.
"Jeff, c'mere and get off his jeans" Davis commanded. As Davis enjoyed
whacking Mark's firm buttocks, Jeff started yanking Mark's jeans off his
feet. Jeff joined in enthusiastically, glad that he wasn't being
stripped and spanked, and also enjoying watching the predicament of his
buddy. He smiled from ear to ear as he fell back into the passenger
seat, taking the jeans and tennis shoes off with him.
Mark's muscular legs came free and flailed up and down as Davis swatted
his ass with his large hand. Jeff was turned on seeing the mucular legs
and ass, covered only in white socks and the sagging briefs half down.
Finally, Davis landed a double-hard whack in the middle of Mark's ass.
This final swat drove Mark forward hard over the seat. As he slid down
between the seat and the wall, Davis' thumb caught in his waistband of
his briefs. Mark slowly slid down into the tight space, his head and
shoulders caught, as his bare ass slid out of his briefs and into view.
His swollen dick was caught in the waistband too, and was pulled back
between his legs. Jeff gasped when he saw the size of Mark's swollen
dick and balls pulled backwards along the edge of the seat. It almost
appeared to pulse as Mark squirmed to pull himself up from behind the
seat.
"Hey man", Jeff suggested helpfully, "you want a switch to use? Looks
like plenty of small bushes in this field here with switches that would
be great for a blistering spanking!" Jeff grinned.
"Now you're thinking!" Davis exclaimed. "Get me one, hurry!"
Jeff hopped out of the cab and broke off a switch. A couple phone
company guys were getting ready to climb a pole a few feet behind the
truck, and stopped to look quizzically at Jeff testing out the switch.
"Hey bud, you need a switching?" joked the older dude with white hair
and sideburns. "Bring it on over here. Maybe we can help!" they both
burst out into guffaws.
"Yeah, we'll warm yer ass good!" the other dude chimed in.
"Naw, it's for my friend in the truck. He _f_u_c_k_ed up good, and the
instructor is gonna switch his bare ass. C'mon!" Jeff waved for them
to come along and see. He giggled mischieviously at the thought of
Mark's growing audience for his bare-assed humiliation. They all headed
for the cab's open door.
The truck rocked slightly as the men piled into the cab. By this point,
Mark's briefs were stretched between his ankles as Davis swatted his
swollen, red ass with his big hand. Davis looked back in surprise as
the med climbed in behind Jeff. Jeff handed him the switch with a grin.
"These guys wanted to see too!" Jeff announced.
"Good", Davis shot back. "There will be a lot to see. Maybe they can
even help out!"
"Yeah", Jeff turned to the guys. "You can help out!"
Davis motioned toward Jeff, so the two linemen gathered around him. One
held his arms while the other unzipped his jeans and tugged them down.
"No!" Jeff wailed. "Not me, him!"
Soon Jeff had joined Mark over the back seat, with his own jeans
removed, and his briefs down around his ankles. His stocky bare butt
was turned up at an enticing angle, while his growing dick and plump
balls hung back over the edge of the seat in plain view.
One of the linemen brought in a second switch. Now the two young men
could be switched together. The switches began to fly, and the young
men yelped and danced over the seats. Long, red lines and decorated
with welts began to raise, crisscrossed over their plump, bare asses.
The men begged, yelped, and cried, but Davis and the linemen kept the
switches flying.
Mark and Jeff were both as hard as a rock from the humiliation of being
bent over and bare assed in front of the older men. Jeff could feel the
stinging welts crisscrossing his tender ass, and across his ball sac.
When one of the linemen bent over to examine and touch the welts on his
ball sac, Jeff popped a boner stiffer than ever, and started to drip.
Finally, Davis exlaimed, "I don't have enough room in here to swing this
switch. Bring them outside."
The men marched them to the door of the cab, boners bouncing and
swinging, and pulled them out to the ground. Cars whizzed by on the
road from time to time, but the 18 wheeler and the high grass along the
road mostly hid them from view. However, they felt so exposed being
outside, naked from the waist down, and in full view of anyone who might
happen by the field. Both young men were so turned on that they blushed
at their exposed boners, and the smirks of the older men.
As they were marched across the field toward some logs, their boners
bounced and swung in full view of the sneering men.
"Hey, look at those things, will ya?" one said. "They could poke a
mule!"
"What'd you guys do, take viagra for breakfast?" another chuckled.
"I want their asses so raw that they won't sit for a week. Then maybe
they'll learn to drive this thing." Davis announced to the men. "I want
them to learn to drive this 18 wheeler, not some mother-_f_u_c_k_in' toy
truck like that!" Davis said, pointing to the linemen's truck.
The two linemen who were marching Jeff along stopped. "What's wrong
with that mother-_f_u_c_k_in' truck?" asked one. "Yeah, that's our truck!"
said the other.
"Maybe you don't appreciate the fine art of driving a mother-_f_u_c_k_in'
bucket truck, eh?" the two linemen gathered around Davis. "Maybe you
need to learn some things yourself!" they sneered.
The two men began to strip Davis naked right there in the field before
the two young men. The two guys with throbbing sore buttocks squatted
down and watched the show as Davis' shirt, shoes, jeans, and boxers came
off and scattered in the field. Davis' protests did nothing to stop the
progress of the disrobing, and soon he stood naked, trying to cover his
privates with his hands, blushing furiously.
"C'mon you guys, I didn't mean YOUR truck!" Davis pleaded.
"Oh yes you did" chorused the men, grinning from ear to ear. "So now we
got another virgin rump to spank, don't we now?" sneeered the older of
the men. "Looks like we do!" chimed in the other lineman.
One sat on a log, and pulled Davis over his lap and held him down. The
other took aim with the switch. Davis' handsome ass started dancing
over the lineman's lap as the switch whooshed and laid firey stripes
across his bare ass in all directions. His dick and balls swung freely
between his legs, rubbing against the outside of the lineman's blue
uniformed leg.
When Davis was finally spent, and his bare ass crisscrossed with welts
similar to his younger students, the linemen stopped. One ran to his
truck, and returned with a tube of something.
"Here, let's take care of you guys and finish you off" said one. "Yeah
", said the other, "you all three need tending to."
"Yeah!", said the first with a knowing wink.
First Davis and Mark were over the linemen's laps, having ointment
tenderly massaged into the firey welts covering their bare asses. They
both lay submissively over the laps while Jeff chuckled. Then to Jeff's
amazement, both linemen reached down between the guys' legs with large
blobs of ointment and smeared it all over Davis' and Mark's swollen
dicks!
Jeff bust out with a laugh. "What!"
Davis blushed, but his boner popped back bigger than ever. Mark's face
looked stunned as his boner was lubed and tickled into full length.
Davis started to squirt his load right away. Jeff had an image of the
lineman squirting a fire hose as the lineman squeezed Davis' big bone
while it squirted.
Mark was too embarrassed at first, and nothing was happening. So the
younger lineman grinned, and slipped his lubed fingers into Mark's ass
crack. Mark bent forward, rearing up on his hind legs as the fingers
penetrated his hole and found their mark. Mark's eyes grew wide as he
humped against the fingers up his ass. Then he started to squirt as the
lineman grabbed onto his fat boner.
Jeff was last. He meekly submitted and came over to the older lineman
when motioned to. His face burned with shame and lust as he lowered
himself over the man's lap and felt the large hand massaging his bare
ass. Once again, he was too embarassed to freely cum, so the lubed
fingers went up his ass. To his embarrassment, Jeff bucked like a
bronco as the men all chuckled. Finally, the old lineman squeezed his
lemon, and he squirted with abandon.
The three men returned to their truck as the linemen climbed the pole.
Davis sighed as he settled into the driver's seat. "I think that's
plenty for one day" he said with a slightyl embarassed smirk. "I think
we'll head for home".
The two students sat staring out the window, not daring to look at their
embarrassed instructor. As soon as they returned home, they quietly
exited the truck and fled to their motel rooms. Davis sat staring for a
minute, then left for home.