Trucker and Pup

by Drew Hunt

  “Thanks, Pup.”

  Kevin kissed the top of Joey’s head before saying, “It’s what I’m here for.”

  “That’s supposed to be my job.” Much to Kevin’s relief, his lover was sounding more peaceful.

  “It is, Sir, and you’re brilliant at it. When I was in the bathroom a few minutes ago, I got to thinking about all the times you’ve been there for me. So it’s only right that I be there for you when you need me.”

  “I don’t need anyone.”

  “Sir, you’ve told me loads of times that it’s not wrong to need someone to hold and take care of you.”

  Kevin began to rub circles on Joey’s chest, hoping the gesture would provide comfort. Despite the drama of a few moments earlier, Kevin found himself boning up. His man’s lush pelt of chest hair was always such a turn on.

  Joey sighed, causing Kevin to continue the chest rub.

  “You loving me like this it’s…comforting.”

  “I know when you hold me it always makes me feel safe. I’m glad you’re letting me hold you. Um, I mean I’m not glad that you need to be comforted or anything. But…you know.”

  “Yeah.” Joey let out a long, steady breath.

  As the ferry continued to gently roll from side-to-side, the two fell silent, Kevin maintaining the protective hold on his sir.

  “Pup?” Joey whispered.

  Kevin gave Joey a light squeeze by way of answer.

  “I…” Joey paused before going on. “Kevin, I need to ask you something. I feel so wrung out and…”

  Kevin kissed the top of Joey’s head again. “I’m here, Sir, I’ll do anything I can to help you.”

  “Thanks. I’ve been thinking. You offering to love and protect me. It’s strange, but a nice sort of strange. It feels kind of, well kinda right.”

  “Thanks, Sir.”

  “Kevin, I…” Joey cleared his throat. “I want you to make love to me, I need you inside me.”

  A jolt of fear rushed through Kevin, shattering the peaceful half-sleep in which he’d been basking.

  “Please show me that you meant what you said about taking care of me.”

  “But, Sir. I…” Kevin was lost for words. Yes he wanted to take care of his sir, but this was a whole different ballgame. He couldn’t process all the objections to why it wasn’t right.

  Kevin remembered they’d discussed such a scenario a day or two ago. Back then it’d just been an idea, something they might try at some point.

  Joey reached up to switch on the small wall light above his bed before turning to face his partner. Kevin could see a hunger, a deep need in those powerful green eyes. “It’s time, Pup. No man has ever been up there. Until now I’ve never trusted anyone enough to want to give them my virginity. But you’re the man I want to take my cherry.”

  Oh fuck, he’s serious, Kevin thought. “Um, I’ve never, Um, I…” Kevin felt…he wasn’t sure how he felt. Frightened, amazed, but somewhere deep down he also felt a sense of pride, of awe, that this awesome and powerful man was offering to submit to him. The idea slowly grew within him. “If you’re sure, Sir.”

  Joey kissed Kevin on the lips. “I’ve never been more sure of anything. What you’ve done for me tonight, loving me, holding me…no one has ever done that for me before.”

  Despite himself, Kevin smiled broadly. “I, well, I’ll have to prepare you, I’d die if I hurt you. It’s not…easy the first time.”

  “I know. I’ve had my fair share of virgins, and I wasn’t always as gentle as maybe I should have been.”

  “I’ll be as gentle as I can.” Staring directly into his lover’s eyes, Kevin said, “Sir, you must tell me if it hurts, and I’ll stop. I can’t, I just can’t ever hurt you.”

  Joey reached for Kevin’s hands and kissed his fingers. “You couldn’t hurt anyone, Pup…it’s just not in you.”

  Kevin was close to tears at the trust his man was putting in him. He pushed away the idea that he had trusted Joey never to hurt him. That was after all his role, but it was so fantastic the man he loved was placing the same level of trust in him. He rested his head on Joey’s broad shoulder, unable to verbalise the thoughts that were racing through his head.

  Joey reached up, disengaged the ladder and folded Kevin’s bunk against the wall, giving them more head room. “You wanna get the lube out of my bag?”

  Kevin disentangled himself from Joey and squatted in front of the man’s luggage. Turning back to the bed, Kevin saw Joey was lying on his stomach with his legs spread wide. It suddenly impacted him that he was about to do something which he’d never done before. His all too familiar insecurities began to kick in, causing him to tremble.

  Joey turned his head and saw the confusion on Kevin’s face. “You’ll be fine.”

  Nodding, Kevin sank to his knees and crawled up to the bed. Deciding he would take things slowly and make the loosening up as erotic as he could, he dropped the tube of lube and leaned over to sniff and lick at Joey’s arse crack, his actions causing Joey to moan softly. Emboldened by his lover’s reaction, Kevin stuck out his tongue and aimed for Joey’s rosebud. Hawking up plenty of spit, Kevin pushed the tip of his tongue at the opening. At first there was resistance. He knew it took a fair bit of mental conditioning to relax one’s sphincter; something Joey was obviously unaccustomed to doing. Bringing his hands into play, Kevin stroked along Joey’s muscular thighs. It struck Kevin again that this man, this god was allowing him to do this very personal thing to him. Kevin offered up a quick prayer that once it was over, Joey wouldn’t regret it. Kevin had heard innumerable tales of men who despite the fact they always slept with other men, didn’t actually consider themselves as gay because they didn’t take it up the arse.

  “You okay?” Joey asked.

  Kevin realised he’d stopped what he’d been doing. “Uh, yeah, sorry.”

  Kevin resumed his task. His lover was very tight; Kevin feared hurting him when it came time for him to do the deed. He was conscious of how long it was taking, but he knew he couldn’t rush things. Joey was a rather vocal lover, moaning when something felt good, which Kevin tried to achieve as often as possible. However, he also let out the occasional gasp, or he clenched his muscles when Kevin did something that caused him pain. Kevin wanted to stop a couple of times, but Joey insisted he go on.

  Once Joey could comfortably accommodate three fingers, Kevin guessed his lover was as loose as he would ever be. Kevin realised part of the reason why it had taken over half an hour to stretch Joey’s sphincter was because he’d been trying to put off the final event for as long as he could.

  “Um, Sir, I think you’re ready.” Kevin could feel his heart rate increase. He realised it was a pity none of his blood was being pumped into his penis, which remained limp.

  Joey made to turn over, usually when they made love; they did it face-to-face.

  “Um, no. Sir, though it’d be great to be able to look at you when we do it, with this being your first time, I think it’d be less painful if you stayed on your stomach.”

  “You’re the boss.”

  That was such an unusual thing for Kevin to hear, and he wasn’t comfortable with it. He hoped topping Joey wouldn’t alter the dynamic of their relationship. Kevin needed Joey to be the dominant one.

  Concentrating, Kevin willed his penis to harden, but no matter what he did, it remained soft. He was getting ever more worked up. All that preparation of his sir would be for nothing.

  Turning his head, Joey immediately took in the situation. “Come here, Pup. Pass me one of those condoms.”

  Kevin wondered if the rubbers would be too large, there was a great deal of size difference between the two of them. Joey’s touch on his manhood was electrifying.

  “Close your eyes. I want you to think of how sexy you are, how you’re going to make love to your man, how you’ve shown him tonight what a fucking awesome little bloke you are.”

  Kevin listened to Joey’s whispered words, though he didn’t necessarily agree with them,
he couldn’t deny they turned him on. His eyes flew open when he felt the tight ring of latex being rolled down his penis. It was such a strange sensation, one he’d never felt before. Kevin couldn’t say it was unpleasant, the best he could come up with was that it was odd, but a nice sort of odd.

  “Okay, stud, you’re ready.”

  Kevin wasn’t so sure, but the confidence his sir had in him helped to buoy him up.

  Joey’s thighs were too wide to straddle. So Kevin situated himself between his lover’s spread legs. This he found to his relief was a much more comfortable position.

  Looking at the gaping anal muscle winking up at him, Kevin gulped. This was for real. Lying flat on Joey’s back, Kevin tried to position himself, but missed. He felt foolish, but determined to try again. His second attempt was more successful, Joey’s arse lips felt so weird against his latex-clad member. After a small push, Kevin felt himself beginning to sink into a red hot tube of slightly yielding flesh. It was mind blowing.

  “Jesus!” Joey gasped. Despite the incredible sensations he was experiencing, Kevin made to withdraw, he knew this would happen. “Don’t you fucking dare!” Joey said through clenched teeth.

  “But, Sir!”

  “It’s getting better…just hold still for a minute.”

  Kevin could feel himself losing his hard on.

  “In a bit more. Stay hard, Pup, you’re doing fucking great.”

  Joey’s encouraging words, despite the fact he was obviously not comfortable with the situation, helped to calm Kevin, allowing him to focus on the tremendous penile stimulation he was receiving. These sensations increased when he sank a little deeper into the red hot furnace. He had no idea being on top could be so amazing.

  “Oh, fuck!” Joey gasped.

  Kevin froze again. He didn’t know why his sir was putting himself through this. Surely they were happy with the roles they already had. Kevin certainly was. But then he remembered Joey said he needed to be loved and taken care of. Bearing this in mind, Kevin began to rub Joey’s back as well as whispering soft words of love to him.

  “It’s getting easier,” Joey said, sounding more relaxed. “I just felt a kind of burning pain, you know?”

  “I know. What’s it like now?”

  “I feel like I want to take a shit, it’s weird, I can’t really describe it.”

  Kevin nodded, but then realised Joey couldn’t see the gesture as he had his face in the pillow. “There’s not much more now, you want me to slide the rest in?”

  “Yeah, go for it.”

  Once fully inside, Kevin had to rest on top of his lover, inhaling the sweat that had broken out on his sir’s broad back. He was in, home, up to the hilt. “Oh, Sir, this is…” Kevin couldn’t formulate the words.

  “Yeah.” Joey didn’t sound as enthusiastic Kevin noted.

  However, Joey’s tone changed once Kevin began to slowly slide in and out. Even though all Kevin’s baser instincts told him to pound long and hard, the deep love and affection he had for his sir won out. Kevin used short, gentle strokes, slowly increasing in length. Wow, Kevin thought, this is bloody great. He had no idea it would be like this. On one in-stroke Kevin felt the head of his dick graze against a hard surface, causing Joey to yelp. Kevin was about to withdraw.

  “Oh! My! God! Do that again!”

  Kevin’s lust-filled brain registered that he’d just hit his lover’s prostate. Knowing how it felt when Joey stimulated Kevin like that, he concentrated on trying to hit the gland as often as he could.

  Kevin got so involved in his task; he abandoned his usual timidity, and caught himself letting out several loud grunts of satisfaction. Joey, too, was moaning and crying out as Kevin increased his pounding.

  Joey’s anal muscles were gloriously tight as they gripped Kevin’s plunging manhood. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer if Joey kept up his milking action.

  “Gotta come,” Kevin announced breathlessly.

  “No! Stop.”

  Kevin froze, fearing he’d gone too fast, too hard or…

  “I want it to last.” Joey twisted his neck to look up at his partner.

  Kevin stretched along the expanse of Joey’s back in order to kiss him, but he found to his dismay they couldn’t reach. For Kevin, one of the most enjoyable aspects of their lovemaking occurred when Joey would pause his thrusting, and they’d prolong the pleasure by kissing and murmuring sweet words to one another. Kevin had to content himself by laying a trail of kisses along Joey’s impossibly broad shoulders.

  “Oh, God, Sir, you’re so fucking magnificent.” Kevin amazed himself again at his language.

  Feeling a deep need to caress his lover’s stunning body, Kevin ran his hands along Joey’s sides, revelling in the hard muscles that lay beneath the sweat-soaked skin.

  “You’re pretty fucking awesome yourself, stud. You gonna finish what you started?”

  “Yeah, sure.” Kevin grinned. He knew he was no stud, but if Joey’s frequent vocalisations were any indication, he wasn’t doing such a bad job.

  When Kevin’s climax occurred, it caught him unawares. One minute he was happily plunging up and down, the next he was flying over the cliff, holding on to his partner’s body for dear life as the most incredible series of sensations he’d ever felt crashed over him. The call to abandon ship could have been sounded and Kevin wouldn’t have known. Explosions of light fired in his head. It seemed as though every nerve ending in his body was sending signals to his brain, overloading it with pleasure.

  Kevin must have passed out, because the next thing he was aware of was being roused by Joey—who had somehow turned round and was hugging and kissing him. Kevin’s response to the flood of emotions was to burst into tears.

  “Hey, it’s all right,” Joey said, sounding alarmed. “What’s wrong?”

  “Oh, Sir.” Kevin had to fight to try and sort out his feelings. “It was great, awesome, scary, and…shit, I don’t know.”

  Joey chuckled. “But you liked it?”

  Kevin nodded, unable to trust his voice.

  “Good, ’cause I did, too.”

  “Really?” Despite having just heard his lover’s moans of pleasure, Kevin was over-the-moon to learn that he’d done okay.

  “Silly baby,” Joey said, giving Kevin a kiss. “Of course I liked it, didn’t you hear me?”

  “Uh, yeah.” Kevin could feel Joey’s hard manhood pressing against his leg. “Oh, Sir, I’m sorry, you didn’t come. I knew I wasn’t really that good.” His spirits began to sink. He knew he wouldn’t have achieved the same heights as his lover, but he thought at least he’d be able to bring his man off.

  “No, it’s okay. Honest it’s okay,” Joey soothed.

  “But I was supposed to be the one looking after you, Sir.”

  “Trust me, you did. It was great having someone make love to me.”

  “But you didn’t get off.” Kevin repeated.

  “Wanna remedy that then?”

  Kevin slid down Joey’s sweat-soaked chest until he was face-to-phallus with his lover’s impressive equipment. As he kissed the purple head, prior to swallowing it down, Kevin knew this was where he belonged, where he felt most comfortable. It had been wonderful beyond description to be given the privilege of loving his man in the way that he had, but worshipping his sir’s manhood was where he knew he needed to be.

  It didn’t take Joey long to discharge his load, Kevin greedily suctioning up every last drop of the precious seed. Now his sir had gotten off, too, Kevin felt satisfied.

  Crawling back up for their traditional and most welcome post-coital cuddle, Kevin remembered he was supposed to be the one offering comfort, so asked Joey if they could lie chest-to-chest with Kevin underneath, hugging his man to him.

  Joey’s smile broadened. “Yeah, that’d be great.”

  Once they were settled, Kevin wrapped his arms around Joey and pulled him as close into him as he could. Although it felt strange, Kevin knew he wouldn’t change a thing.

  “So tha
t’s what bottoming is like,” Joey yawned.

  “Was it okay? I know I wasn’t as good as you, but I—”

  “Relax. I think I still prefer to be on top, it’s…”

  “I know. You are dominant…it’s your role to be on top.”

  “Maybe, but you topping me has done us both good. You needed the confidence boost, and I needed…some good old-fashioned loving, and I couldn’t have got anyone better to do it.”

  “Oh, Sir.”

  Joey shifted. “God, I need to take a crap. I hope everything’s okay down there.”

  “I didn’t hurt you or anything did I?” Kevin worried.

  “My sweet pup.” Joey kissed Kevin on the lips. “No, it’s fine, but I might be walking a bit funny in the morning,” Joey laughed.

  Kevin watched as the firm globes of his lover’s arse disappeared into the bathroom. He still couldn’t believe that such a walking wet dream would let him, a small, plain-looking bloke, top him. Kevin knew he was so overwhelmingly lucky to be able to call such a man his sir.

  * * * *

  Sitting on the toilet, expelling a seemingly endless amount of trapped wind, Joey tried to examine how he felt. For the first time in thirty-five years of life, he’d let another man fuck him. No, fuck was too crude. He could tell his little pup had put his heart and soul into trying to make it as good for him as he could. Okay, the little bloke would probably always remain a bottom, but he’d made a decent stab at being a top.

  Joey winced at his inappropriate choice of words.

  Did he feel any less of a man for allowing someone to take his cherry? Joey had to think hard over that one. It had certainly required a huge dose of courage to allow someone to do it. But he had no regrets. He had to prove to himself as much as Kevin, that they were meant for one another. What better way of demonstrating that than by rolling over and letting his man inside him? If anything Joey had a greater respect for what Kevin did for him. Joey knew he was quite a bit larger in the dick department, but it had hurt like a motherfucker when Kevin got the head of his dick in him. Joey knew he could never tell Kevin that, it would destroy the little bit of confidence he’d got from the experience. Yeah, Joey’s estimation of his pup had certainly gone up a few notches. It takes a fucking large dose of trust to let someone stick their meat up your shit chute, he concluded. But Kevin’s never complained when I want to slide it up him. He’s always eager to offer up his arse.