His name is Sam and he loves to travel. Living off the grid as a transient citizen hitchhiking around the country is his passion. Boots on the ground with a thumb up, hoping for a lift heading south. On a warm spring afternoon he was happy to see a big rig that was slowing down after passing by. He ran towards the truck and hopped inside and was greeted by the driver. "Where are you headed?" The driver asked, "Florida" Sam replied. Me too said the trucker. This must be my lucky day Sam was thinking as they rolled down the interstate. A few miles from Delaware they pulled into a truck stop to get gas and food. The trucker hopped out the rig he had a red hat and long blonde hair that went down his back all the way to his buttocks. It blew in the breeze as he walked to the gas pump. Sam got out and headed into the store, "you smoke?" The Driver nodded yes, can I get you something? The driver nodded no. After purchasing a beverage and some snacks they got back in the truck. The driver said "My name is Vic" I'm Sam, thanks for the ride I really appreciate you, No worries Vic said. Then he grabbed his Talky and said breaker 1-Big Vic and Sam heading out on the 95 do not disturb we on a long hauler! The sun started setting and traffic thinned out Sam tried starting small talk but Vic was not one for many words. Sam sparked a lighter and put it to the tip of hand rolled cigarette and started to smoke he blew out the smoke and it filled the cab and swirled around him and then Vic looked out of the corner of his eye and grinned at him. Then he smacked the cigarette out of Sam's hand and it fell on to his lap. "What the hell" he yelled out, "you ain't ask me if you can smoke in my truck" they were on a dark service road without anyone else driving around. The truck stopped and Sam grabbed the cigarette before it burned his pants. The driver grabbed a long hunting knife and jumped on Sam. He pushed to the back onto the mattress and told him to be quiet. Sam said please don't hurt me, just tell me what you want. I don't have much money you can have it just let me go! Vic told him I don't want your money I want you to take off your pants and turn around and get on your knees right now.
Sam did it without any fighting then Vick handcuffs him to a trunk handle behind the bed. It was a mirror and Sam can see everything Vic was doing as he took of his clothes his long blond hair covered his chest. He was naked standing behind him. Sam was terrified he squirmed and squinted out of one eye staring in the mirror and noticed Vic had no cock! Oh my goodness Vic is not a man it turned out that he was a she, a Transgender person. Vic had a huge black dildo beside the bed with a jar of coco butter and began to butter up Sam's backside preparing him for the inevitable. Sam pulled down his cuffs real hard and broke away then turned and kicked the long haired trucker. Vic fell back and Sam grabbed the key and set his hands free. He grabbed the knife and stabbed Vic in his shoulder then punched him and Vic was knocked out. Sam rolled Vic on his back laid on top and began to shove his hand between the legs of the driver and was turned on by how wet it was. Vic woke up and found Sam on top of him bouncing up and down in and out and Vic put his head back in pleasure and grabbed Sam's ass as they both started to climax. Everything got quiet and they both started looking into each other's eyes. They got dressed Sam wrapped his undershirt around Vicks wounds and they both got dressed and went to the front of the big rig. Vic turns on the Wally talky and said " this is big Vic and Sam heading south on the 95 let me know if there's any traffic on way to Florida, over and out.
