Billy turned twenty today and not one person wished him happy birthday, because nobody knew. He works changing tires on semi trucks at the Giant Truck Stop Garage. Earn him some mussel and a paycheck. Which paid his rent on a studio apartment a converted motel room for way too much money. Easy as crossing the street from the truck stop made it covenant.
He goes to work early and gets breakfast for half price. He can change up to twenty tires a day and does it five days a week. He always works weekends, and get Monday and Tuesday off. Today was the first time he asked himself. Who would care if he was dead?
Every person he came in contact with today he was ask himself would they care? Not coming up with any yeses. Which just made him more depressed. He ended up putting in ten hours today and got some overtime. Getting off late he see a Freightways truck a father and son gay couple. Just by age no real relation. Little John was really is nice to him, and is considered a friend. He was one for the life column and then went over to say hello.
Little John was all alone his gay daddy was in the hospital. He had to have an emergency bypass surgery, and is down for a month. Little John was stuck here for days and hoping we could hang out. Billy was sitting in the passengers seat as Little John dug a box out of a glove box. Happy Birthday Billy, I told you I would remember.
Billy got a little emotional I can't believe you got me something. It even had his name on it.
He opened up the to something wrapped in tissue paper. It was made out of glass to look like a big truck tire. It was really a glass bong for smoking pot. Billy was freaking out saying it was awesome. Little John reaches in his pocket and pulls out a bag of pot and hands it to him as he starts singing the birthday song. Billy is beaming he does have a friend. Little John asks if he can hang out at his place. He has been in the truck for over three months.
Billy says of course and follow me across the street.
It was a queen size bed with a table with two chairs, a microwave oven. Little John said Oh my god a real bed. Do you mind if I lay down, it is big enough for both of us.
Go for it, just take your boots off.
Oh give me a hand and pull them off please. Billy shakes his head and helps him anyway.
Damn that feels so much better, come over here and talk to me kid. Did you ever snag that waitress, or did you decide to go gay?
Billy lays down on the edge of the bed facing his friend... No girlfriends no gay stuff. I feel kind of lost. I'm twenty years old and know a little about truck tires with no place to go and no real future.
You need a blow job.
Billy - How would that help?
You have never had one if you don't know that answer.
Billy - I have never had anything since I kiss a girl in seventh grade.
Little John - I am going to be around for the next few days. You are my only friend around here. But I am gay and you are straight. It's a blow job among friends, and we never have to do it again. It won't turn you gay, but will make you smile every time you think about for the rest of your life.
Billy - I got to take a shower I just worked ten hours. You relax, and give me ten minutes we can finish the conversation about sucking my dick.
Billy goes to the rest room leaving the door open he strips knowing Little John is watching his every move. He turns the water on and waits, Little John remove his jeans. The water is finally hot he open the door wide and steps in getting wet, as Little John walks in naked behind him.
Billy - What are you doing? This shower is not big enough for the two of us.
Little John - Relax none of this is gay yet. I am going to wash your hair.
Little John washed more that Billy's hair steering clear of private areas but even did his feet.
Handing Billy the sponge Now you get to wash me buddy. It's not gay, brothers do this. It's not sex it give a person a bath. It felt good didn't it?
Billy takes the sponge and puts soap on it starting at the top work his way down his front and back. His ass and legs and rub to his hole. As little John said excuse me bro. He turns him to the front and starts washing his junk. First time I touch another guys penis, this is so fucking weird. He moves to his feet and finishes they rinse and get out to dry themselves off. Billy starts asking questions. How long have you two guys been driving together, in this relationship?
Little John explain they net when he was eighteen he was gay and running away from a religious family he pick me up hitch hiking one night said a ride for a blow job. He just never told me to get out. He let me ride with him. Taught me to drive a semi, and help me get my CDL. Three year later shortly after we first met at my twenty first birthday, he had a stroke or something and his dick quit working. He said he up and quit being gay since nothing was working he just be my dad and no more sex and we split everything fifty fifty. He told me I could have sex with anyone I want because I was single and in business with my father. He even sign papers if he dies I get everything. He is the best dad a gay boy could ever want. So, why all the questions?
I have know you guys a while and you both have always been kind to me. I just never understood how the dad son gay thing really worked. Are you ready to try out my birthday present?
Great idea, are we doing this naked?
I just want to be high went I get my first blow job.
Damn Billy are you going to let me do it. Your first one ever.
Billy - Here fire this up, and pull the bowl out an inhale. (he chokes) Billy takes a turn asking where did you get the pot from?
Little John says Las Vegas, the bong was San Diego. and four hits later Billy lays down on the bed.
I can't believe no one has ever offer to do this with me before girl or boy. That fact that you are will to makes you my best friend forever.
Little John - Billy I would love to bring you pleasure. You have a really big dick for never using it.
Billy - I do? Oh , Oh Wow, (he mumbles) Oh my God. Seven minutes later Billy's life would change forever. Nine minutes later he finally spoke. I had no idea that was humanly possible.
So tell me 1. Can girls do that? and 2. What else have I been clueless on. 3. How did you get it so far down your throat? 4. Where did all that jizz go?
Little John was answering questions as fast as Billy could ask them. Billy was explaining he felt stupid he knew that truck drivers were always getting busted blowing each other. It had feel wonderful for straight married guys to do it with other guys.
Little John says that their were truck drivers that would pay to blow him and other that would just rape him. The two young men felt asleep taking and curled up next to each other. Little John woke up at sunrise by habit. He repeated the process the next morning as a way to wake Billy up. Billy got off a second just minute before his alarm went off to get up for work. They shower together a second time and go have breakfast before starting his shift.
So what are you going to do all day? Make appointments to get the truck serviced and tires rotated, I think two need replaced. But I am not in a hurry I am not going anywhere. Billy says thanks again for everything and winks and I will see you later I should be done at five-thirty.
Billy's day went totally different and seem to fly by. All day long Billy was repeating the words you're not alone. You are not alone. At lunch time one of the mechanics was in the break room along with the store manager and the garage manager. Ask tries to embarrass Billy about having breakfast with the gay Freightways's Truck Driver. Is he Indian? Why due they call him little John?
Billy said I am friends with all our customers gay or straight. I am pretty sure I talked him into getting his tires rotated, and possibly replacing a couple of them. It's called job security and makes me good for business. You have people that only want you to work on their truck. People come to me for tires.
The garage manager said Billy you just earned yourself a raise. He booked a bunch of shit first thing this morning. Then the store manage says he bought all new mattress and bedding this morning at the store. I guess his dad is in the hospital. He is driving alone these days. Garage Manager says...You are good for business Billy and I don't want you to think I don't notice. Billy was freaking afraid he was going to wake up at any minute. He says Thanks Boss. He finishes his break and goes back to work.
Billy could not believe how much his life had changed in the last two days. Every thing was going good because John was here and he didn't feel so alone. John wasn't going to be here for ever. Then what about the gay stuff. Could he do that again, or more. Billy called Ed Smith to tell him his truck was ready for pick up. He said he would be there in ten minutes and Billy went to check the board to see who was next.
To be continued ...
Alone with Depression - Story Time Blog
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