'God Damn it Jake I am so fucking horny!' A man screamed to his buddy as they walked into the bathroom.

'I know it. Where are all the faggots when you need them, right?' Said his friend, the first man laughed at this.

'Its true, when you've need to get a truck halfway across the country and its got to be there yesterday, you pull into a truck stop and you have cute little girly faggots all over you, begging for that dick, but the minute you have some time on your hands . . . nothing.' I froze listening to this conversation. It would be very hard for me to hide what I was doing, if the two truckers noticed my clothing spread out over the floor of the stall. What was more, I didn't know if I wanted to hide. I was so horny, so aroused. Even as my logical mind told me not to, I found myself standing and undoing the lock on the stall. I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping out in the bathroom dressed only in my panties and bustier.

'Oh my god.' The bigger of the two men laughed. 'Look at this little faggot bitch. Have you been sitting in there like that, just waiting for a man to show up? You look like such a sissy fuck!?!' He was pulling on the sleeve of his friend. The two of them were much bigger than I was, and immediately I feared I had made a mistake in coming out of the stall. They could do whatever they wanted to me and I would be helpless to resist.