His boxers were tented by his hardening cock.
'Open my pants.' I undid his belt, unsnapped them and then pulled his zipper down. 'Show me how much you want my man meat you faggot.' Since I was already on my knees I skidded over to the alpha just inches from the front of his work pants. Compared to by 5'10' well-built body of about 165 pounds they looked like giants. Each of the guys were over 6' and each had to weigh around 200 pounds. Like their bodies and their calloused hands, their cocks looked large. It was obvious that the guy who spoke was the alpha of the group because he stepped forward and spoke again, 'I guess your faggot friends aren't interested in getting some real man cock.' He pawed the bulge in his work pants as did his friends. The two college jocks ran out of the john, so it was just me and the three laborers. The type of labor they did had built bodies that other people paid gyms and trainers to achieve. There work shirts and pants were covered in grease. As the guys pulled their cocks away from my mouth we heard, 'Look what we have here, a group of fags.' I glanced toward the door to the rest stop john door and saw three guys who looked like they were on the way home from a job in a factory.
After swallowing a load of cum from each of the college jocks, it made a total of 5 loads for the evening so far.
