An early week bonus story. It’s been a while since I have done a quick one and done. I will start my next muti-chapter story on Thursday as normal. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this little diversion.
The red check engine light caught my attention as soon as it came on. Damn it, I looked at the time; 4:45 pm. I had just driven through Texarkana fifteen minutes ago. I saw a sign for a gas station just ahead, so I decided to keep going instead of going back to Texarkana.
I was a little over two-thirds of the way into my 20-hour drive from Chicago to Padre Island. God, I needed this vacation. For the last year and a half, I have been working my ass off. I was leading the team that was working on one of the biggest projects my company has ever taken on. I guess I was honored that they chose me to lead the team and if it went well, it would really help my career. When I accepted the assignment, I knew I would be putting in a lot of extra hours. The bonus I would get would make it more than worth it.
I wasn’t prepared for what it would cost me though. Dexter, my boyfriend of 5 years, couldn’t handle the hours I was spending on the road and in the office. Six months ago, he found someone that was home more and moved out of the apartment that we shared since we graduated from college. The upside was, I was too busy to be very upset. Work helped me keep my mind off my personal problems.
Right after Dexter left, five of my college buddies wanted to get together for a guy’s trip. I knew when my project deadline was, so we scheduled the trip for the second week in February. If I didn’t meet my deadline, I would probably be fired and would be able to go anyway. Besides, February is a perfect time to get out of Chicago. Some time in the Texas sun would sure make the winter seem a little shorter.
My buddies could only get two weeks off from their jobs, but my boss was giving me a month if I met my deadline. I found a condo on the beach and booked it for the whole month. Josh was flying in from Boston, Cody was coming from Denver, Todd was making his way from Seatle and Jared and Eric were coming from LA. They were coming for the first two weeks.
I talked my brothers and their wives into coming for the second two weeks. My older brother, Gene was coming from Atlanta and younger brother, Al was coming from Minneapolis. I had been looking forward to this for the entire six months since I booked the condo. Because of all the travel I did for my project, I was tired of flying and spending entire days in airports. I decided the 20-hour drive alone would be a good way to unwind and be relaxed by the time I made to Padre. The rest were all flying in and having my car would make it easier for me to pick them up.
My team finished our project with a couple of days to spare. The customer was thrilled, my boss was thrilled and when he handed me my bonus check, I was thrilled. He told me and my team that we could have those extra days off and sent us home early. I got my bags packed and got my apartment ready to sit empty for the next month. I had my mail stopped and took my one plant to my neighbor’s place so she could water it for me. I was watching the weather and there was a round of snow moving in the next day.
I was planning on leaving the next morning, but there was no way I was missing this trip. I left as soon as I had everything packed. I could take my time driving and maybe do a little sightseeing on the way with extra time. The next morning, I checked my phone and was glad that I left early. There was already six inches of snow covering Chicago, and they had increased the projected total snowfall by another 4 inches. I smiled as I left the hotel, I had made the right decision to leave a little early.
The trip down I-70 and then to I-57 was mostly uneventful and I was making good time. I had time to stop and see a couple of interesting sites and sleep in a little in the morning. Now that damn check engine light was going to screw everything up.
I got to the edge of a small town whose name I can’t remember and saw a gas station. I was thrilled to see it was an old-fashioned service station. My dad had told me about service stations, but this was the first real one that I have ever seen. Just like he told me, there were two gas pumps out front, and two overhead doors to the repair shop. There was even what looked like a hose running across the gas lane, that dinged a bell when it was driven over.
I checked the time, it was 5 minutes before 5, and the sign on the door showed closing time was at 5. I sighed as I parked my car and hoped a kind mechanic would take mercy on a city boy who had never even opened the hood to look at my engine. Let alone know what to look for once the hood is open.
I walked through the door, and again, as dad had described, there was a counter with a cash register along the back wall. An old couch and a couple of chairs were off to the right in a sort of waiting area. A coffee pot sitting on the table between them. Next to the counter was a door that led to what looked like a restroom. A door on the other side of the counter led out to the shop. The entire place smelled of gas, oil and grease, just as you would expect. Right now, it was the sweetest smell I had ever inhaled.
As I walked in, a lady stood from a desk that was behind the counter. She looked to be around 40, her dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing a dark blue work shirt and matching pants with grease and oil spots. The name Sally was embroidered above her left pocket, which contained a pen and tire air pressure gauge. Embroidered on the other side was same logo that I saw on the sign out front.
She smiled, “Hi, can I help you?”
I sighed, “I know it’s almost your closing time, but is there any chance you could look at my car?”
She looked at me standing there in my shorts and flip flips, obviously a tourist just passing through town.
She asked, “What’s the problem?”
I sighed and said, “The engine light just came on. I can design and build a complete computer system that will automate a manufacturing plant, but I have no idea where to add windshield washer fluid in my car.”
She chuckled as another man walked in from the shop. I heard the overhead doors closing and saw two other guys walking out of the shop before they were down. The guy that joined Sally and I in the office looked to be about the same age as me.
He was wearing a pair of overalls the same color as Sally’s clothes, the same logo adorned his right chest and the name Zeb, was on the left. He had shoulder length blonde hair framing his well-proportioned face. His steel blue eyes glanced in my direction as he wiped his grease covered hands. The two- or three-day growth of whiskers gave him that sexy blue-collar man look.
I had to look twice, he reminded me of the actor that played Kyle, on the show “Last Man Standing”, I can never remember his name, but I always thought he was hot.
Sally sighed, “We were just getting ready to close, we could get you in first thing in the morning. There is a hotel just down the street.”
Zeb asked, “What’s the problem Sally?”
She said, “His check engine light is on.”
He lifted his eyes from the floor to check me over one more time. His hands were now buried in his pockets. Damn, he was so cute, and his shyness only made him cuter.
He shrugged, “I ain’t got anything going on tonight. I could look at it real quick.”
Sally looked at him and said, “Go ahead if you want to. He still may have to spend the night in town if he needs any parts.”
Zeb nodded, “I’ll just hook it up to the diagnostic machine to see what the problem is.”
I felt the relief wash over my body and said, “I really would appreciate it.”
Sally chuckled, “Knock yourself out Zeb. Just remember to lock up when you’re done.”
She walked out the door and Zeb’s eyes were darting between me and the floor. He walked over to the door to make sure it was locked and pulled the shade down.
He said, “Just so people don’t think we are still open. I’ll open the left bay door, go ahead and pull your car in.”
I followed him to the shop and walked out the door once he had it open. He went to wheel the diagnostic computer over. He closed the door after I pulled in. He opened the hood to my car and started to hook the machine up to my engine.
I watched as he worked. I just knew he had a killer ass under those loose-fitting overalls.
I asked, “How long have you worked here?”
He said, “Since I got out of high school. Sally hired me to pump gas and started showing me how to change oil, then do tune ups. She taught me a lot and gave me a chance when I needed it the most.”
I smiled, “So she’s a good mechanic?”
Zeb nodded, “Yep, her dad started this station in the 60s, I think. He died before I started. The other guys told me she worked with her dad when she was a kid, and she took over when he died. She treats me and the other guys real good.”
I said, “Wow, you don’t see these kinds of service stations anymore. Do you guys have a lot of business?”
He chuckled, “Yeah, we stay busy. Sally treats her customer good too, and they stay loyal to her.”
I wish we still had more of these kinds of mom-and-pop businesses. Everything back in Chicago is big corporate owned places. When I get back home, I’m going to search for small local owned businesses like this. I will try to give them all the business I can.
I said, “I sure am glad I found you and I really appreciate you staying late to help me.”
He blushed, “It’s no problem.”
God, he was so cute.
I watched as he worked, at some point he had unzipped his overalls about halfway down. His muscular chest was now partially exposed. It was very nice and covered with a light dusting of blond hair. I wondered when he did that. I surely would have noticed if it was unzipped when I first met him. I’m not sure, but I thought that he was checking me out as he hooked up the machine. I was certainly checking him out. I just wished those overalls weren’t so baggy, I just knew there was a hot body under them.
He turned the machine on and then started my car. He watched the screen and flipped a few switches.
He smiled, “Good news, it was just a sensor that needed to be reset.” He walked back and restarted my car and said, “Yep, y’all are good to go.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as he unhooked the machine and closed my hood.
I smiled, “Thank you so much. Again, I appreciate you staying late.”
I finally saw Zeb give me a little smile. He said, “Don’t thank me yet, y’all haven’t seen the bill.”
I laughed, “I don’t care what the bill is, I’m sure it’s worth it.”
We walked back into the office and Zeb started to write up the repair order. I pulled my wallet out as he turned the paper toward me.
He said, “Sorry it’s so high. But our shop rate is a hundred an hour and it’s a hundred and fifty for the diagnosis.”
I smiled, “No problem at all, like I said, it’s worth it.” I pulled out my credit card to hand it him.
He said, “Sorry, our credit card machine has been down all week.”
I said, “Ok, is there an ATM close by?”
He said, “I’m not sure, I think the nearest one might the convenience store on the other end of town.”
I started to pull all the cash I had in my wallet out. Shit, I was ninety-four dollars short.
Zeb was starting to look even more nervous.
He said, “Maybe I can call Sally to see if she will let you send us the money.”
Then I remembered the hundred dollar bill I kept stashed in my wallet, just for just this kind of emergency. I smiled as I pulled it out and saw Zeb looked a bit relieved.
I said, “There, that should cover it. Damn it, I need to give you something extra for staying late.”
He waved his hand, “That ain’t necessary, I don’t mind.”
I shook my head, “No, I need to give you something.”
He again said it was fine.
I said, “At least let me buy you a beer. Is there a bar nearby?”
He smiled, “I usually go to Woody’s, it’s just across the street.”
I said, “It’s a deal then. Open the door and I’ll get my car out and we can walk across the street.”
He was wiping his hands on a rag as he looked down at his greasy overalls.
He asked, “Would you mind if I cleaned up a bit first?”
I shrugged, “No, not all.”
He said, “You can have a seat on the couch, here I’ll get you bottle of water. I’ll only be a minute.”
He grabbed the water from a fridge, and I sat on the couch. He headed to the restroom, leaving the door open. A few minutes later, I heard what sounded like a shower running. I guess maybe a gas station having a shower wasn’t a bad idea. I couldn’t see into the restroom from the couch, so I wasn’t sure if it was a shower or just the sink. I sucked the last of my water down and was hit with the urge to pee.
I walked to the open door, without looking in, I said, “Hey Zeb, do you mind if I come it to take a leak?”
I did have to pee. But down deep, I was hoping I might get a little better look at Zeb.
He said, “Um… sure I guess that will be ok.”
I walked through the door, expecting to see one of those small shower stalls. Instead, I saw a shower head that was hanging down from the ceiling over a floor drain in the corner of the room. Zeb was standing under the water, facing the door and rinsing shampoo out of his flowing blond locks. I stopped dead in my tracks with wide eyes. Zeb opened his eyes to see me staring at him and he blushed.
He said, “Sally hasn’t got a curtain for us yet, sorry.”
I quickly looked away and said, “Oh, no problem.”
I walked to the toilet and was barely able to finish peeing before my cock was fully hard. I fought my erection back into my shorts and went to wash my hands. Of course, the mirror above the sink was pointed right at the shower. I know Zeb caught me looking at him, but he didn’t try to turn away or obstruct my view.
The shy man that had fixed my car, was suddenly bold and was maybe even showing off a bit. Damn, he was gorgeous, his broad shoulders looked even bigger as he ran his hands through his hair. They tapered down in a stunning V-shape, his thin waist forming the point. His muscular pecs sitting on top of his wash-board abs, just a light dusting of fine blonde hair matted down by the water running down his body. I didn’t get a good look at the details, but his chest, arms and legs were adorned with several colorful tattoos.
Of course I had to check out his manhood. It was still flaccid but appeared to be about 6” uncut inches of all prime-grade Texas beef hanging over two egg sized nuts. I could wake up to eat that steak and eggs every morning for breakfast. Two muscular legs, covered in the same fine blonde hair completed the picture. Jesus, my shorts were suddenly tight, I thought my dick was going to rip through the zipper.
I walked back out into the waiting area. My mouth suddenly was dry. I grabbed another bottle of water from the fridge. I sat back down on the couch and sucked the entire bottle down in one swallow.
I took a deep breath as I heard the water turn off in the other room. A few minutes later he walked out into the office with a towel loosely draped low across his hips.
He said, “Sorry about the shower. Salley put that in a few months ago when I spilled oil all over myself. She told us she would get a curtain, but I guess he forgot about it.”
I smiled, “No problem.”
Just as I was wondering why he didn’t get dressed in the restroom, Zeb’s face turned red.
He said, “I hate to ask this, but would you mind getting my clothes out of my truck. I forgot to bring them in with me this morning.”
I mumbled, “I would rather just sit here and look at you without any clothes.”
He must have heard me.
In almost a whisper, he said, “Only if you take yours off too.”
Zeb’s face turned red once again and he was back to the shy man that I had met half an hour ago.
I stood and began to pull my shirt off and said, “It’s a deal.”
I kicked my flip-flops off and dropped my shorts as I stood up. Our eyes locked on each other as I pushed my underwear off my hips and Zeb let his towel fall to the floor. We both stopped to admire each other, he was very sexy. We slowly walked toward each other until our cocks brushed against each other. Tingles ran up and down my spine as his precum dripped on my member.
We each took another step, and our lips met, sending another round of tingles through my entire body. We each grabbed each other’s ass as our tongues began to dance. His rough callused hands were surprisingly gentle as he squeezed my ass. I released one ass cheek and wrapped my fingers around that slab of Texas beef and began to stroke.
Zeb groaned into my mouth on the second stroke. After I felt Zeb’s cock, I knew I had to taste it. I broke our kiss and started to kiss and lick my way down his chest and stomach. I stopped to give those erect nipples a little loving and ran my fingers along those ridges on his stomach.
I went to my knees with Zeb’s cock was right in front of my face. I sighed as I pulled the foreskin back and forth a couple of times. His purple helmet was exposed with every stroke. A glorious pearl of precum was coaxed out of the slit, I greedily licked it clean. I savored the flavor as I let it slide down my throat. I wrapped my lips around him as Zeb’s hands went to the back of my head. I latched on and sucked like a newborn calf on its mother’s teat. I rolled his cum-filled nuts in my hand as I worked his cock over with my mouth.
I let my other hand find his crack as my finger searched for his warm, moist pucker. Zeb spread his legs slightly to aid me in my endeavor.
Before I could push in, Zeb pulled me to my feet, “I was getting close, I want to suck you now.”
He took my hand and led me to the couch. I sat down and he kneeled in front of me and took my cock into his mouth. Zed had obviously done this before. He played with my balls as he bobbed up and down. I felt my nuts start to tighten and I realized that I had not had sex in the six months since Dexter left. I had been so busy at work that I couldn’t even remember the last time I pleasured myself.
I pushed Zeb away and leaned back to pull my legs up. He grinned as he picked up on my hint. His face was soon buried in my ass and his tongue in my hole. Once Zeb had me thoroughly rimmed, he stood and turned his ass toward my face and spreading his cheeks. Ok, he likes his ass ate too, I was only too happy to return the favor. I dove in tongue first, leaving my spit and slobber all around his hole. Oh God, his ass tasted as sweet as his cock did. I’m not sure how long I rimmed Zeb, but he appeared to be enjoying it just as much as I was.
Zeb pulled away and panted, “I need you to fuck me, now.”
He pushed me back and put his legs on each side of my legs and sat on my lap. He grabbed my cock and slowly impaled himself on my pole and was soon bouncing up and down. His cock flopping up and down, I reached around to give it a stroke.
Zeb pushed my hand away and said, “No, I just want to feel the pleasure in my ass for a while.
I smiled as I grabbed his hips and just enjoyed his tight ass massaging my cock.
Zeb stopped bouncing and said, “I want to kiss you while you fuck me.”
I was just fine with that as long as I could keep fucking him. He lay back on the coach with his legs in the air. I pushed in and leaned forward for that kiss. We kept our lips locked together as I pounded Zeb’s perfect ass. I started to feel like I was ready to explode.
I panted, “I’m going to cum, where do you want it?”
Zeb grinned, “On my face.”
I stood and straddled Zeb, aiming my cock at his face. He stuck his tongue out as I gave my pole a couple of quick tugs. I let out a final grunt as the first rope of my seed landed right in his mouth. The next ropes landed all over his face, Zeb was licking as much as he could as I kept shooting. I felt heat from his cum as it landed on my ass and started to run down my thigh. I leaned down to lick my cum from his face and feed it to him with a kiss.
Zeb smiled at me and said, “That was amazing.”
I was trying to catch my breath, “Yeah, it was.”
He said, “I think we need another quick shower.”
I nodded as I stood up so Zeb could get off the couch. My eyes were locked on that sweet ass as I followed him to the restroom. We stood under the water and washed each other; this led to more kissing and our cocks were suddenly at full mast again.
Zeb grinned at me, “I want another load of your baby batter.”
He went to his knees to give me another blow job. It only took a few minutes with his oral skills to cause my love stick to spit out another, slightly smaller load, of my love juices. He stood so we could share another cum-filled kiss.
I smiled, “do you have another load for me?”
He nodded, “sure do.”
I started to go to my knees as Zeb pulled me back to my feet.
He shook his head, giving me a sly grin. He said, “not that way, I want your ass this time.”
Who was I to argue? He turned me around and I put my hands on the wall and pushed my ass out. I sighed as Zeb pushed in, it felt just as good having his dick inside me as it felt to have mine in him. I braced myself as he went to town pounding my ass. A few minutes later, he pushed in as far as he could, and I felt his warm fluid filling my ass. Zeb fell against me as he tried to catch his breath.
We kissed and we cleaned up again. We turned the water off and Zeb found us a towel. We returned to the office to get dressed. Zeb watched as I pulled my clothes on, he reminded me that his clothes were still in his truck. I chuckled as I went out to get his clothes.
I returned and was disappointed as Zeb slowly covered that magnificent body. Once we were dressed, he gave me a final kiss.
As I was looking around, making sure I didn’t forget anything. I noticed a security camera that looked like it was pointed right at the couch.
I asked, “Does that thing work?”
Zeb blushed, “Yeah, I keep forgetting that thing is there.”
I swallowed hard, “Will Sally check it in the morning?”
He nodded, “Probably, she usually does.”
I asked, “Will you get in trouble?”
He shook his head, “No, I didn’t the other times.”
I asked, “The other times?”
He shrugged, “Yeah, she actually likes to watch the videos. She always makes a copy and takes it home with her. She told me that she and all her friends had a wine party and watched the last one.”
I laughed, “Well, tell her I appreciate the hospitality. I’ll tell all my friends to stop if they are ever in the area.”
He smiled, “I sure will.”
I said, “I still owe a beer. Do you care to walk to the bar across the street with me?”
He smiled, “Hell yeah.”
He opened the door so I could get my car out. He locked the shop up and we walked across the street. As we drank our beer, I noticed an ATM. When Zeb went to the bathroom, I got some cash to pay for our beers and a little extra to give him a nice tip. We said our goodbyes and I was soon on the road.
A few hours later, I pulled into a hotel for the night. I left early in the morning and arrived at my destination around noon. I had the best night’s sleep that I had in a long time.
My buddies arrived and they all commented on how relaxed I was. We all had a great vacation. I also had a good time with my brothers and was well rested when I loaded my car to drive home.
I smiled as I started my trip home. With any luck, I would have car trouble again in that small town. I knew I was going to stop for gas, whether I needed to or not.
The End.
