Trucker and Pup

by Drew Hunt

  “No, oh, Pup, no.”

  “I’m a lot better now, thanks to my friends…and you.”

  “Me?”

  “My psychiatrist told me to talk about all of this with someone I trusted. But there’s never been anyone who I dared trust enough until now.”

  “What about whatshisname, Peter?”

  “He’s a great friend, but…he’s too highly strung. I almost told Terry once, but chickened out at the last minute.”

  Even though Kevin knew Joey didn’t understand, he still was able to offer his silent support by pulling Kevin into a tight hug.

  “When you hold me,” Kevin mumbled into Joey’s chest, “I feel safe, I know that nothing or no one can hurt me. That’s why I was able to let it all out, because of you.”

  Some time passed before Joey said, “You’ve…you’ve just paid me the biggest compliment ever. But Cal, I just can’t let the bastard get away with it. It’s not right. I wanna pound the fucker’s head in for what he did to you.” Joey made to get out of the bed.

  Kevin flung himself at Joey to stop him. “No, Sir! Sorry, Sir, I know I shouldn’t raise my voice to you. But as I said you’d be the one who’d end up going to prison, then what would I do? I wouldn’t have anyone to love and protect me anymore. Sir, you’re everything to me now. I know I’ve only really known you for a couple of days, but I know that I’ve never found anyone who I love more than you. Please, Sir, please don’t do anything that’d take you away from me.”

  Joey sagged, his strength seeming to drain from his muscles. “Shit.” Joey swallowed. “Please switch the light on for a minute.”

  Kevin complied. When he looked back at Joey, the man’s eyes were still red.

  “Pup, you’re the strongest, bravest man I’ve ever known.”

  “Oh, no, Sir. I’m not brave. If I was, I’d have gotten out of there a long time before I did. I’m not strong either. I need you to be that for me.”

  Cupping Kevin’s face in his hands, Joey said, “You’ve faced things that no one should ever have to go through, but you’re still a sweet, forgiving man. The fact that you’ve come through it and aren’t all bitter and twisted, shows me you are strong.”

  Kevin wasn’t used to hearing such things said about him. “I couldn’t have gotten better without Peter and Terry. They’re really protective. That’s why they did what they did with you earlier today.”

  “Yeah.” Joey smiled. “You’re lucky to have friends like that.”

  The two remained cuddled together in the bed. Kevin laid his head on Joey’s chest and listened to his sir’s strong and reassuring heartbeat.

  “So much for our plans to have sex, huh?” Joey said, kissing the top of Kevin’s head.

  “Could we, um, could we still do it?”

  “It’s getting late, and I don’t think you’re really up to it.”

  Kevin giggled. “I am, Sir, honestly. Now that I’ve got all that stuff off my chest I feel a lot better.”

  “What’s funny?”

  “You, Sir. I don’t know that much about your past, but have you ever turned down sex before?”

  Joey grinned. “You’ve got a point.” Then he put on a serious expression. “It must be because I love you that I’m putting your needs before mine.”

  Kevin reached for Joey’s crotch and gave his soft penis a squeeze. “Please show me.”

  Joey shook his head, but he was smiling. His cock was also inflating. “Go on then, you’ve twisted my arm.”

  “I thought it was your cock?”

  Joey laughed before leaping up and landing on Kevin, pinning him to the pillows. “I do the funnies, okay?” He then bit Kevin’s ear playfully.

  “Whatever you say, Sir. Though do you wanna know something that’s really funny? Well I think it’s funny now…“

  “Yeah?”

  “As well as having problems getting it up, Cal only has a small dick.”

  “How small?”

  “About four inches I think. He’d never let me measure it.”

  Joey laughed. “It couldn’t happen to a nicer bloke.”

  Kevin was amazed at how liberating it was to be able to laugh about his past.

  The two got out of bed and re-made it, Kevin laying the towel on top again. As he did so, an idea popped into his head. “Sir?”

  “Hmm?” Joey had picked up the bottle of massage oil and was heading out of the bedroom with it.

  “Would you bring back that rope, I want you to tie me up.”

  The shock of Kevin’s statement caused Joey to drop the bottle. “No fucking way! Kevin, you aren’t ready for that. No, absolutely no.”

  “But, Sir, I need to. I used to enjoy being tied up, but of course when Cal started behaving like a bastard, I grew scared of it. But I trust you, Sir. You’ve told me again and again that you’d never hurt me or do anything that’d cause me pain.”

  “Which is why I won’t tie you up.”

  “Sorry. I’ll always do what you say of course, but can I ask you to think about it? You’ve helped me more than you’ll ever know already, I just, well, I wanted to get rid of a few more ghosts.”

  “The last time you were tied up, it was horrible for you. I’m no shrink, but I’m scared that you’re going too fast, biting off more than you can chew. Oh shit, I’m out of my depth with all this! No, Pup, I don’t like it.”

  “Okay, Sir, you’re probably right.”

  Joey picked up the bottle of oil and left the room.

  Kevin flopped down on the bed. “Boy, what an evening!” But he wasn’t lying when he’d said he felt a lot freer now he’d revealed some of his past. Of course there’d been other incidents, but that one had been one of the worst.

  When the bedroom door opened, Kevin turned his head. He could never get enough of looking at his buff lover, that V shaped torso, with the pendulous man-cock swinging at the base of the V.

  Kevin’s eyes widened, because not only was Joey holding the bottle of oil, he also had a few coils of rope in his other hand.

  “I’ve decided to compromise,” Joey said, throwing the rope onto the bed.

  “Sir?” Kevin’s heart was starting to race at the thought of Joey tying him up.

  “Yeah, well, gotta keep my pup happy. Here’s the deal. Your ankles stay free.”

  Kevin nodded.

  “I’m going to attach ropes to the two top corners of the bed, and end them with loops. You can then hold onto the loops. But if you get scared or it all becomes too much for you, then all you have to do is let go. I’m sorry, but that’s as far as I’m willing to go.”

  Kevin leaped off the bed and flung himself at Joey. “Thank you, Sir. I guess I was a bit scared.”

  “Yeah, I thought you might be. Pup, this is important. I’ll be making most of the decisions in our relationship, that’s my job. But you absolutely have to tell me if something’s happening which you know will hurt you. Not telling me about your sore arse is a good example. I think that’s worth five minutes of punishment, don’t you?”

  Kevin was afraid, until he remembered his last punishment. “Permission to give you a kiss first?”

  “Permission granted.” Joey smiled.

  Being much shorter than his lover, Kevin had to pull Joey’s head down in order for their lips to meet. As soon as they did, he opened his lips to allow Joey’s tongue its usual access, but to Kevin’s surprise Joey allowed Kevin’s tongue inside of him instead. He thought he was going to shoot his load when Joey began to suck on his tongue. When they released, he could feel Joey’s hard erection poking into his belly.

  “Wow, Sir, thank you.”

  Joey just smiled down at him lovingly.

  Kevin left for the bathroom, grateful Joey was considerate enough to allow him to pee before they started. He’s so different from Cal, Kevin mused as he let go his stream. I hope he isn’t into water sports. Kevin shuddered at some of the degrading things Cal had made him do. Stop it! he told himself.

  When Kevin returned to the b
edroom, he climbed on the bed and tried out the ropes, but they were too slack. Joey complained that he was being awkward, but set to work shortening them.

  “Will they do, now?” Joey got to his feet after tightening the ropes for a third time, and stood, hands on hips, glowering down at Kevin’s supine form.

  Kevin had to stifle a giggle. “Yes, Sir, thank you.” He pulled at the ropes, his arms were at full stretch, but he wasn’t uncomfortably extended.

  “Thank God for that.”

  Joey got onto the bed and lowered himself over Kevin, stopping his descent just before their skin touched. He then began to hover, moving backwards and forwards over his bound lover. Kevin could just feel Joey’s chest hairs whispering across his own smooth skin. He so wanted to let go of the ropes and pull Joey onto him, to wrap his small puny arms around him and melt into him. The feather-light caresses were both maddening and arousing. Kevin wanted, needed to feel the whole of Joey’s bulk pressing into him. But knowing he had to endure his sweet torture, he lay as still as he could, and just rode out the exquisite feelings as he was taken on a gentle velvet-lined ride to heaven.

  “There, I think that was about five minutes, don’t you?” Joey’s voice drifted into Kevin’s fogged brain.

  “Huh?”

  “That was your punishment for not telling me about your sore arse.”

  “Huh?” Kevin repeated, regaining more of his faculties. “But I thought…” He was silenced by Joey pressing his lips on his.

  “You wanted more contact didn’t you? You wanted me to press just that little bit harder into you?”

  “Uh, yeah.” Kevin nodded.

  “The fact I didn’t was my punishment, Pup.” Joey stroked a finger down Kevin’s cheek, the sensation causing goosebumps to ripple through his bound frame. “It’s called keeping you on your toes. You’ll never know in advance what I’m gonna do to you.” Joey smiled tenderly. “Okay, let’s get this show on the road for real.” Joey sprung off the bed and retrieved the bottle of massage oil.

  The sudden absence of his security blanket left Kevin feeling cold. This wasn’t helped when the first squirt of oil made contact with his chest, causing him to shudder involuntarily.

  “Sorry, Pup, it must have cooled down again.”

  “It’s okay, Sir.”

  “Now I want you to close your eyes, relax, and let me work out all the tension I can feel in your muscles.”

  For the next ten minutes, Kevin lay perfectly still as the strong but gentle fingers of his lover traced their way across his body. They seemed to instinctively find and smooth away all his knots. The feel of Joey’s large hands rubbing up and down his body was a real turn on, causing him to pump out a steady stream of pre-seminal fluid.

  When Joey spread Kevin’s legs and began to massage his lover’s inner thighs, Kevin found it almost impossible to stand the rising crescendo of his lust.

  Kevin whimpered, “Please, Sir, I gotta come.”

  Joey laughed evilly. “Not yet, Pup.”

  Kevin growled but didn’t let go of the ropes. Joey teased him for a further five minutes, bringing him close to the edge, then backing off again.

  Kevin had long since closed his eyes, though they flew open when he felt an alien sensation around his cock. To his utter amazement and overwhelming joy, Joey was sucking him off. All that now existed in Kevin’s universe was his cock, and the warm wetness that surrounded it. Joey pulled back, leaving only the head of Kevin’s dick in his mouth. When Joey tickled the exposed cock head with the tip of his tongue, Kevin’s body arched upwards, forcing more of his meat into Joey. Kevin’s brain was fried, it could no longer cope with the level of sensations that were being sent to it, so it shut down.

  Kevin had no idea how long he lay there, holding his ropes, before his senses began functioning again. When he opened his eyes, he saw a smiling Joey sitting on the side of the bed next to him.

  “Uh, what happened?”

  “You blacked out, I think,” Joey said, stroking Kevin’s hair.

  “Wow.” Was all Kevin could find to say.

  Joey chuckled, “'Wow’ just about covers it. I’ll let you rest for a minute, then we’ll have round two.”

  “Round two?” Kevin didn’t think he could cope with more. However, to his amazement his dick was beginning to harden again. This undoubtedly was due to the fact that he was gazing lovingly up at the man who meant the whole world to him.

  “Ready?”

  “Uh, yeah.” Kevin hoped he was.

  “Hold on tight, then,” Joey said,straddling Kevin’s supine form and laying his body on top. This time, Kevin felt more of Joey’s weight resting on him, though he was certain Joey still kept most of it on his knees and forearms. Beginning slowly, but steadily building in intensity, Kevin was treated to a sensual crotch grinding, combined with a mind blowing full body rub. The oil that Joey had earlier spread liberally over Kevin’s front now helped Joey slide seductively and effortlessly along his lover’s body.

  Kevin knew he would have writhed uncontrollably in an effort to get more contact with Joey if the bigger man weren’t so firmly atop him.

  “You’re perfect,” Joey moaned out in a low voice. He paused his rubbing momentarily to lick at Kevin’s ear. “Your smaller size, the fact that you’re not as strong as me, is a fucking turn on.” Kevin felt the grinding and rubbing resume. “I get off on being able to dominate you, control everything you do.”

  Instead of feeling intimidated by Joey’s words, Kevin derived comfort, security, a sense of belonging. At last he’d found someone he could serve, someone he could trust. He felt liberated, free. If he hadn’t been cocooned by the mattress underneath him and Joey’s undulating body above and around him, he knew he’d have floated to the ceiling on a tidal wave of joy.

  “I’m going to use all my strength to look after you, protect you. Now you’re mine, I’ll keep you safe, I’ll never let anyone hurt you ever again.”

  Kevin panted, ”Please don’t stop, please never stop. I love you, Sir. I love you so much.”

  “Can’t, I’m too close. Shoot with me. Come on. Fire, Pup, fire!”

  Joey gave a couple of shuddering thrusts before his whole body stiffened, and he let out a loud roar, which probably rattled the windows, but Kevin was too far gone to notice. Joey’s bellow was the final straw. Kevin’s body ejaculated its second load of semen between them.

  “Fucking hell!” Joey collapsed on top of Kevin, “That was bloody awesome!”

  It didn’t matter to Kevin that he was being crushed. But he could no longer stand the thought of not touching his sir. He let go of the ropes and hugged Joey fiercely around the neck. Joey’s weight was very comforting; Kevin could feel his lover’s heartbeat pounding against his own chest.

  After Joey caught his breath, he rolled off Kevin, but as the two were still connected, Kevin went with him, ending up on top.

  Joey pressed his lips lovingly against Kevin’s. “You were fucking fantastic.”

  Kevin relaxed his hold from Joey’s neck and settled his head on his lover’s wide left shoulder. Joey wrapped Kevin in a gentle hug. The two enjoyed a comfortable silence as their heart rates and respiration levels returned to normal.

  “Up until this evening,” Joey said, breaking the silence, “I’d never told another man that I loved him. But, Kevin Lawrence, you are loved.”

  Kevin couldn’t form any words to respond. He’d longed for someone to tell him that they loved him for more years than he cared to remember. Joey hadn’t just told him, he’d shown him, and he’d done so in the most powerful but gentle of ways.

  As Kevin continued to lie there, inhaling deep breaths of his big man’s musky scent, he knew he’d never felt so pampered, so cared for, so loved.

  “You okay?” Joey’s question brought Kevin back from wherever he’d been.

  “Uh huh.” Kevin sighed before snuggling closer to Joey’s sweaty body.

  “Good.” After another pause, Joey asked, “What time is
it?”

  “Um,” Kevin looked over at Joey’s digital alarm clock. “Just after half-past one in the morning.”

  “Shit!”

  “You don’t have a job until the afternoon, and then it’s only to Hull docks.”

  Joey chuckled, “I’d forgotten you were my very own personal secretary.”

  “Just like to know where my sir is, that’s all.”

  “I’m bloody knackered.” Joey yawned. “Want to shower now, or do you wanna wait till tomorrow?”

  “You’re the one who makes all the decisions, remember?”

  “Oh yeah, I do, don’t I? We’ll sleep now, and shower in the morning, then.”

  Kevin listened as Joey’s breathing became slow and even. He marvelled at how quickly his lover could drop off to sleep. After sending up a quick prayer of thanks, he joined his man in dreamland.

  Chapter 6

  It seemed no matter what time Kevin went to sleep, he always woke at the same hour the next morning. Waking up on Monday morning, however, Kevin didn’t want to get out of bed to start his day. Joey’s beefy right arm was wrapped protectively around him, pulling him against that wonderfully warm, firm chest. Kevin wished he could lie there all day. But his practical side kicked in. He knew he had to get up, and Joey’s flat was further away from the haulage company, so he’d have to allow for a longer bus ride. Reluctantly leaving the comfort of his lover’s embrace, Kevin climbed out of bed and headed toward the bathroom.

  After attending to his bodily functions, Kevin went back into the bedroom to dress. Joey was still lying there, his arm now hugging the pillow. Kevin couldn’t help the warm glow which suffused his body as he drank in the image of the powerfully built man sleeping peacefully.

  He’s amazing, Kevin thought, still having difficulty believing Joey really did love him.

  Dressing quickly in the clothes which Joey had insisted he bring, Kevin left the bedroom once again and set about making breakfast.

  Staring at the contents of Joey’s fridge, Kevin wondered what to make. He usually just had a bowl of cereal and a slice of toast, but he suspected Joey normally ate a more substantial meal. Kevin worried that Joey might not want to be woken at such an early hour, given that he didn’t have a job until the afternoon. Eventually deciding on scrambled eggs on toast, with a few beef sausages on the side, Kevin set to work with relish. He’d always derived enormous satisfaction from cooking for someone else. Not that he’d had much practice. Joey took care of him in so many ways, Kevin delighted that he was able to do something to return the favour. As he laid the beef sausages in the frying pan, he mused that at least he was feeding his man Kosher. He knew full well Joey didn’t bother about things like that, but somehow it was important to Kevin.