Svendsen called me over behind one of the trucks. From under his armpit I could see where he was carrying me and was surprised to find it was not towards the break area, but to the road we were working on—a busy highway that was currently packed with traffic now that four lanes had been reduced to two. hqporner “Eat it!” I heard him say “Eat my come you fucking faggot.” It’s not like I had much choice, but I happily gulped it down and, when he released me, lay back in the dust, panting. This time he used his hips to thrust it in and out of my face. I gasped as he worked his way around the opening, his stubble brushing against my cheeks.
