Mack Truck by Young Revver

 I always loved Mack Trucks. I don't know why. It could just be the massiveness of them, but I love them for whatever reason.

There was what seemed to be a Mack dump truck abandoned in a parking lot near my home. I decided to go investigate it, and maybe do some pedal pumping if it was unlocked. Little did I know that I would do more than pedal pump that truck.

I snuck out late, around one in the morning with a flash-light. The parking lot was dimly lit, so I would need some extra light in order to see what I was pumping. I also wore my black cowboy boots, my favorite pair to pedal pump with.

I reached the parking lot, and sure enough, the black Mack truck was waiting there, ever so quietly. I snuck down towards it, my boots clomping on the gravel. As I climbed the truck, I noticed that "Larosse Trucking" was written on the side. I pulled the door open; it was unlocked. 'Whoever Larosse is,' I said to myself, 'thank you for making me have a pleasurable pedal pumping evening'. Yet, there would me more in store for me, pedal pumping-wise.

I slowly closed the door and sat in the monstrous leather set. I turned on my flash-light, and saw the monstrous metal Mack Truck pedals. The word "Mack" was written across them. I slowly placed my boot on the pedal until it was right on top of it. I pressed it down, and I could almost sense the power just waiting to be unleashed in the truck as I began to get erect.

Then, I noticed something: The keys were in the ignition.

I gasped. I would actually get to rev a Mack Truck! The boner in my pants jumped. I grabbed hold of the key as I pushed down on the monstrous clutch. My boots were big enough, so when I pressed the clutch down, it could hit the starter too, so I placed my right boot on the gas, waiting to pump it.

I inhaled a deep breath, and I turned the ignition key. I pressed down the clutch, as the mighty truck began to awaken. As I held down the clutch with my left boot, I pumped the massive gas pedal with my right boot. I found out why it was seemingly abandoned, it had trouble starting up.

Determined, however, I used my entire leg to pump the gas pedal even harder. "Come on, baby. Start up." I continued to crank her. The RPM output was past 7000, the maximum number. As the truck began to get more power, I pumped her harder and harder, until, at last, it turned over with a massive roar, and much exhaust fuming from the pipes.

Excited, I let go of the clutch and pumped the massive gas pedal a few times so it wouldn't die out. Black clouds of exhaust came burrowing out of the two vibrating pipes as I made it roar with power. I placed my hands down my jeans, and I could feel the precum. The sheer excitement of the whole situation made me precum.

I began to rev the engine lightly, causing little smoke to come out of the exhaust pipes. I began to pump the massive gas harder though. I watched the RPMs slowly go up. With every pump, it would go higher and higher.

Suddenly, a feeling of dominance came over me. I don't know why. I said out loud to myself, "Who's your master?" as I pressed the gas pedal down my boot. The truck replied with the sound of a revving engine. I let the gas pedal up. "Who?" I said out loud again, and I pumped the gas pedal all the way to the floor three times. It responded loudly and clearly, with three massive roars and a bellow of smoke from the vibrating pipes. "That's right." I said again, to no one in particular.

I grew more and more demanding. I pushed the pedal harder and harder, the truck responding to every pump with a violent rev and a bellow of smoke from the exhaust pipes. I had revved the truck into 6000 now, right in the red area, but that didn't stop me. All the power that I commanded with my boots began to shake the gigantic truck. I continued to pump until I held the massive, helpless gas pedal underneath my right cowboy boot. All this power finally made me cum all over in my jeans. I let go of the gas pedal and let the truck return into idle as my pulsating dick squirted it's load.

When it was done, I turned off the ignition and sat in the truck with my eyes closed. This was the best night of my life, and the best revving experience I had ever had.

When I opened my eyes, I noticed a police cruiser start to come down the road. I grabbed my flashlight. I immediately got out of the truck and ran out from the parking lot into the safety of my dark neighborhood. I had inadvertently taken the keys of the truck with me, however. I was happy I did so. I did the same thing for the next two nights; pumping, revving, cumming, and have a massive power trip; until the truck finally disappeared.