A great deal of redevelopment has taken place around the small town where I live in Southern England. New houses have been built and a new by pass road constructed to relieve the horrendous traffic congestion. It was the construction of this new road that led to my unfortunate encounter with a filthy brute the details of which I will attempt to put to paper.

It all started in a totally innocent way. I needed a few lengths of 4 X 2 timber to repair the roof of a dilapidated shed used as storage for my old Harley Shovelhead. It was late autumn and the darkness descended around 5pm leaving the air cold and damp. I had noticed the heavy contruction site plant roaring through the day shifting huge quantities of earth and materials in an attempt to level the proposed path of the new road. They were huge machines driven by equally huge men. Real muscled bear like creatures with huge tattoo's arms and massive thighs no doubt kept in trim by the heavy clutches and lack of power steering on these old dumpers. A great deal of scrap timber littered the site in the form of pallets and used shuttering together with oil drums and various mechanical spares and equipment.

I decided to take the short journey to the site and collect a few odd ends for my unfinished job. After all it was only scrap and a few lengths would not be missed. The site appeared to be deserted as I strolled in other than a row of earthmovers, around a dozen tipper lorries and a large deserted site hut, the whole windswept area lit only by a solitary floodlight.

I walked towards the monster vehicles breathing in the scents of diesel oil and rubber. They were still warm from the days work and each creaked in tune as the huge Detroit engines cooled in the chilly night. These massive vehicles fascinated me and I wondered what the world looked like from the drivers cab.

I don't know what came over me at this point, I can only put it down to curiosity but I mounted the lower step of the short ladder to the drivers cab and stepped up grabbing the lock handle. Startled, the cab door sprung open leaving me only a second to regain my footing. Without thinking I swung into the cab and slid into the smooth drivers seat leaving the cab door to slam closed with a deafening crash. I sat silently for a while wondering what the hell I was doing in this vehicle without permission and what my excuse would be if I was caught. After a while I settled into the hard drivers seat. It was uncomfortable and covered in a tough dark red coloured leathercloth. My arse fitted into the moulded shape of the bears arse that had been pounding into it for all those endless hours. The cab was still warm from its muscled driver and the air hung heavy with the aroma of his sweaty body, heavy oil and diesel fumes. I ran my hands over the huge steering wheel and my fingers explored the sensual feel of the gearshift.

It was then that I noticed the keys were still in the ignition....what would the big diesel feel and sound like?.....Dare I start it up?.... Shaking slightly I turned the key. Instantly the air brake warning siren sounded and the big diesel started with a roar..........I panicked and turned the key back but to my horror the engine continued to grunt. Again I fumbled with the key but the engine continued its growl. I decided to bail out and make a run for it but jamming the door opening lever had no effect. The heavy door was locked from the outside and I had no escape...........I tried to force the lever down but it refused to move leaving me in a state of panic.

As if that was not enough total panic struck me as I saw a huge guy walking out of the shadows towards the truck holding a massive wrench in his hammer like fist. He slowly moved towards the truck and stood just below the cab door. I looked down and met his angry gaze. He reached up and opened the deadlock from the outside and swung the door open..........He reached into the cab and hit the engine cut button that was down at floor level.

'GET YOUR FUCKIN BUTT OUTER THAT TRUCK BEFORE I DRAG YER OUT' Trembling I moved towards the edge of the seat and started to descend the short steps. Before I reached the bottom I was dragged backwards falling in a heap on the wet oil soaked ground. ' SO YOUR THE FUCKIN LITTLE SHIT THAT'S BIN NICKIN OUR TRUCKS AND GEAR ARE YER '

His huge frame towered above me as he slapped the wrench on his massive thigh. I was so petrified I could not answer him and just looked up at him from my vulnerable position. This was one hell of a big brute, well over 6ft tall and matched by his massive arms and thighs. His filthy grey T shirt was tucked into a pair of oil stained military camo pants and his steel toe capped boot was dangerously near my face. Suddenly he grabbed me up by my ripped T shirt and pulled me close to his un shaven face. ' WHATCHA GOT TO SAY THEN YER FUCKIN SCUMBAG, SPEAK TO ME OR I'LL PUT MY FUCKIN BOOT IN YER GUT ' I attempted to explain the situation but the more I tried the less it sounded convincing. ' SO WHAT YER TELLIN ME IS YOU GET YOUR FUCKIN ROCKS OFF SITTIN IN STINKING LORRY CABS AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE IT..' With that he threw me to the floor leaving me to gaze at the pools of oil that surrounded his grease stained boot.' NOW YOU ARE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE YOU LITTLE SHIT !....I GOTTA DEAL WITH THIS AND I RECON I'VE HAVE TWO WAYS OF SORTIN YOU OUT...' I looked into his face that was now smirking with menace..' SEE I CAN GIVE YOU A FUCKIN GOOD KICKING AND DEAL WITH YOU THAT WAY OR YOU CAN DO A LIDDLE SOMTHIN FOR ME...' As he finished his words he slowly lowered his fist to his crotch and stroked the bulge in his camos. Horrified I realized what was expected of me and I began to shudder at the thought but the alternative was even worse. ' SO WHATS IT GONNA BE BOY...A KICKING OR YOU GONNA GIVE ME GOOD A GOOD BLOW ? I told him I didn't want a beating and said no more, I was strangled for words and could not tell this animal that I was willing to suck his cock. There was a short pause and I waited for his demands. ' YOUR GONNA SUCK MY COCK AND SUCK IT GOOD YER HEAR? ' I nodded and waited for his next revolting request. ' I'VE BIN ON THIS FUCKIN SITE FOR WEEKS AND ME BOLLOCKS ARE BUSTIN FOR A BLOW SO YOU BETTER GET YOUR GOB AROUND IT AND SUCK ME GOOD ' As I looked into his mean eyes I turned on my knees and faced his bulging crotch.. ' SO WHAT THE FUCK YER WAITING FOR ?....GET THAT TOUGUE TO WORK '........

I closed my eyes and slowly moved my mouth towards the stinking bulge. I raised my hands towards his thick leather belt and started to fumble with its brass buckle. To my surprise my hands were pushed aside. ' NOT YET YER FUCKER. I WANNA FEEL THAT HOT TOUGUE THROUGH ME PANTS ' I pressed my face into the swolen bulge and hesitantly sniffed the filthy material. The stench revolted me and I began to wish I had excepted the beating but it was now too late...The smell of stale piss mixed with sweat and the oil fumes from the truck turned my stomach as I began to massage the evil guys bulge with my lips. Slowly I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft dampening the tough cotton material of his camo's tasting the bitterness of weeks of his leaked piss. He smirked and squirmed at my efforts as I soaked the straining bulge with my spit. Minuets passed and suddenly I felt his tough hands pulling my face from his crotch. ' NOW YOU GONNA SUCK IT PROPER BOY...GET ME FUCKIN PANTS DOWN ' I raised my hands once again for his belt. This time there was no resistance as I unbuckled the thick leather and slowly lowered the zip allowing the camo's to fall to his knees revealing a pair of heavily soiled underpants with a massive bulge bursting for release. Slowly I peeled down the disgusting pants releasing the angry cock from within. It sprang forward slapping in my face demanding my instant attention. I carefully took it in my right hand and rolled back the heavy foreskin to reveal a filthy unwashed head. I had no time to contemplate my fate. Two huge hands clamped themselves on the back of my neck and eased my face over the stinking head. The hands continued to push until his massive manhood was as far as it could go. His large hairy bollocks bashed against my chin as he squirmed and writhed as I sucked and licked the filth from his huge fat cock..... ' ERGHHHH DON'T YOU STOP BOY, JUST KEEP SUCKIN THAT COCK..! '

He pulled my hand up around his arse and I could feel the muscles tension as I sucked away then transferring my efforts to his huge nuts drawing them in one at a time and massaging them with my lips.His arse began to twitch violently and I knew my mouth was about to be filled with this brutes filthy slime.Tossing his head back he roared out as the first load filled my gob. ' SWALLOW THE FUCKIN LOAD COCKSUCKER...YOU BETTER NOT WASTE ANY..' Another massive load of slime filled my mouth and it was hard to contain it all. I felt thick lumps sliding down my throat and I thought I was going to gag. The third load was impossible to contain and choking I splattered a gob full of his manhood over his huge steel toe capped boots. He groaned as the climax subsided and I slowly withdrew his manhood from my tortured mouth. My ordeal would soon be over or at least I thought it would be.....

' YOU FILTHY COCKSUCKER..LOOK AT THAT SHIT ON MY FUCKIN BOOTS..GET YOUR MOUTH OVER THEM AND LICK THAT SHIT OFF ' I lowered my head to the huge leather workboot and ran my tongue over its bitter surface, mopping up the drivers filth leaving the boot clean and damp. Again with the other boot the ordeal was repeated until I thought the bear was satisfied with my efforts. I slowly raised my head from the soiled boot only to feel the other heavy steel on the back of my neck pushing my head to the ground. It was impossible to move as I waited his next filthy request. We both remained motionless and then to my horror a powerful stream of hot piss hit the back of my neck trickling down my face and soaking into my soiled T shirt. He continued to wave his cock around, spraying my body and saturating my old Levi's with his concentrated evil smelling urine. Finally the stream slowed to a trickle and the heavy steel toe capped boot was removed fom my neck. As I spat out the grit and filth the bear pulled me up to meet his face. ' I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU ON THIS SITE AGAIN, GOT IT ? THERE ARE PLENTY OF HORNY GUYS ON THIS SITE THAT WANT MORE THAN A BLOW JOB SO YOUR'VE BIN WARNED.....NOW FUCK OFF !!!!!! ' ....................