I woke up with Kirk’s arms still wrapped around me. I couldn’t help but smile as I snuggled tightly against him. The sun was just starting to shine through the truck’s windshield. Kirk kissed my neck and asked, “Did you sleep well?”
I sighed, “Very well, thank you.”
He said, “I hate to kick you out, but I have to get on the road soon.”
I nodded, “I figured that. I have to work today anyway. Thank you for letting me stay.”
He smiled, “You are so welcome.” He paused for a moment, then asked, “So how long have you been living in your pick-up?”
I shrugged, “About a week I guess.”
He asked, “Do you think your parents will let you come back home?”
I fought back a tear, “My mom might, but I don’t think dad will.”
Kirk gave me a sad look, “Do you have any other family to stay with?”
I shook my head, “My little brother still lives at home. My grandparents all live out of town.”
“Any friends that might let you crash on their couch?”
I sighed, “I really don’t have too many friends, just a group of kids I hung around with in high school.”
Kirk gave me a slight smile, “I wish I could help you. I have a small place in LA that I share with my brother, but I only spend a couple of nights a week there. Do you have any money to get your own place?”
I said, “I have a little, but the few places I have seen, cost way more than I can afford. My job is okay, but I don’t think I could pay for all the deposits, and I would need some furniture. After all that, I won’t be able to pay the next month. I need to save a little more before I can afford anything.”
Kirk gave me that sad look again and asked, “Have you checked into those motels that rent by the week and by the month? They usually have at least a kitchenette and mostly rent to construction crews that come to town for a month or two.”
I asked, “Are they cheaper than a regular apartment?”
He shrugged, “Usually. I think there is one a few miles down the road, maybe you should go check it out today after work.”
I nodded, “Thanks, I think I will.” I kept my eyes locked on his and then asked, “Will you be coming back through town?”
He smiled, “I’m usually here every Friday. Let me give you my phone number, you can call me and let me know how things are going.”
I gave him my phone, and he typed in his number, he was the first contact in my new phone. I quickly sent him a text, “Here’s my number.”
We both dressed and I gave Kirk a kiss as I crawled out of the big rig. I went into the truck stop and got some breakfast and headed off to work. The weekends are always busy, so the day went by quickly. Once again, we were short-handed, so I stayed for a couple of extra hours. I really didn’t mind, I didn’t have any place to go home to, and I could use the extra money. I worked again Sunday and had Monday off. I stopped by the motel that Kirk had told me about on my way back to the truck stop, but the office was closed. I wrote down the phone number that was listed on the door. I could spend one more night at the truck stop.
Monday was payday, so I drove to Lowes to pick up my check. I called the motel and the office would be open all day, so I was going to stop by after I took my check to the bank. The man that answered the phone said they had a room available and he would be happy to show it to me when I stopped by.
I got my check and headed to the bank. Janet, the teller smiled at me as I walked in, “Hi Ethan, it’s good to see you.”
I returned her smile and walked up to the counter. My family had always banked at this location, and Janet was the one that set up my account when I first started my lawn mowing business. She asked, “What can I help you with today?”
I said, “I just need to deposit my paycheck.”
She smiled as she handled the transaction and said, “Your mom said you would be stopping by soon; I have some papers for you to sign too.”
I was a little confused, “Papers? What kind of papers?”
Janet said, “Your mom said you were on your own now, so she thought you would want to take your parents’ name off of your account. She signed the papers when she made a deposit in your account last Wednesday.”
When I opened the account, I was a minor and needed to have my parents on the account. I had not thought about taking their name off the account, but it was probably a good idea. Then it hit me, did she say mom made a deposit into my account?
I nodded, “Oh yeah, I should probably sign those since I’m here. Did you say mom made a deposit into my account?”
She said, “Yes, she said it was to help you get your own place.” She handed me several pieces of paper and then added, “Just sign the highlighted lines on the first page and put your initials on the second two pages. Are we still emailing your statements to the same email address?”
I nodded, “Um… Yes, I still have the same email address. How much did mom deposit?”
Janet said, “It was $1000.00. Is that okay?”
I swallowed hard, “Yes, that’s fine.”
I signed and initialed all the pages and handed them back to Janet. She smiled and asked, “Are you going to stay working at Lowes?”
I nodded, “Yes, at least for a while, until I figure out what I want to do. Then I may start looking at college or a trade school. We’ll see how things go.”
Janet said, “That’s a good idea, no sense in spending money on college until you know what you want to do for sure.”
I smiled, “Thanks Janet, I’ll see you next payday.”
She said, “Have a good day, Ethan.”
Once I was back in my truck, I checked the balance on my receipt. There was indeed an extra thousand dollars in my account. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to my mom.
“Hi mom, it’s Ethan. Here is my new phone number. I was just at the bank and signed those papers. Thank you.”
I took a deep breath as I hit send. I’m sure she gave me that money behind my dad’s back. Before I could even start my truck to leave, my phone rang, it was mom.
I answered, “Hi, mom.”
She said, “Ethan, how are you?”
“I’m good mom.”
She asked, “Do you have a place to stay? Have you eaten today? Are you still working? Do you need more money?”
I chuckled, “Mom, slow down. I’m fine and still working. Yes, I have eaten and no I don’t need more money. Thank you for that by the way. I am going to look at a place to live right now, I will let you know if I take it.”
Mom sighed, “I’m sorry honey, I should have never let your father kick you out like that. I have been worried sick about you all week. I love you Ethan.”
I felt a tear forming in my eye, “I love you too, mom. I’ll be fine, I just wanted to give you my phone number and thank you for helping me at the bank. You can give my number to Danny, that is if he wants to talk to me. I’m sure dad doesn’t want it.”
She said, “Of course Danny wants your number, he has asked about you every day. We had a long talk and he misses you. I’ll let your dad get used to things before I try to talk to him about you…”
I chuckled, “It’s okay mom, I understand. If he does ever want to talk to me again, you can give him my number, but I won’t hold my breath. Tell Danny to call me whenever he wants to.”
She said, “I will, just take care and if you need anything, just let me know. I love you Ethan.”
The tears were back, “I love you too mom.”
We ended the call and I sat in my truck for a few minutes to regain my composure. I pulled out and drove to the Hillside Inn. It was an older motel configured in an L-shaped building, with every room door on the outside. Technically, it was no longer a motel, a number of years ago, they remodeled the rooms and made them bigger. They basically split every other room in half to enlarge the rooms to make space for the kitchenette.
Dennis Spangler greeted me as I walked into the office, “You must be Ethan, you called earlier?”
I nodded, “Yes sir, I am interested in looking at one of the rooms you have for rent.”
He eyed me up and down, “How old are you?”
I said, “I’m 18, I’ll be 19 in four months.”
He asked, “Do you have a job?”
“Yes sir, I work full time at Lowes. I can show you my paystub from today if you want me to.”
He chuckled, “No, that’s okay. I just don’t get too many young guys looking at my rooms. It’s mostly work crews that are going to be in town for a while. I have just one room available, it’s room 22 on the second floor. Follow me.”
As we walked up the steps, he said, “The rooms are furnished, you have to provide your own dishes and bedding, and the rate includes all utilities.”
He opened the door and we walked into the room. There was a bed along the wall and a small couch and end table on the other side. There was a door to a small bathroom with toilet, sink and shower. The kitchenette had a small fridge, stove and microwave. It certainly wasn’t fancy, but it was clean and the furniture was not new, but it was in good condition. It would certainly be better than sleeping in my truck.
Dennis explained how the rooms were rented. There was a rate for the week and for the month. It was a little cheaper to pay by the month. He said, “If you pay by the month, the rent is due on the first and if you move out before the end of the month, there are no refunds. There will also be no parties.”
I said, “No sir, I won’t be having any parties.”
I told him I would take it and we went back to the office to fill out a little paperwork, and I paid for the first month. He gave me my key and showed me which parking spot was mine. He also showed me where the laundry room was. I immediately unloaded my clothes from my truck.
Once I had my clothes put away, I made a list of things I would need to buy. Thanks to the money that my mom had given me, I had enough to get what I needed. I will need some sheets, a blanket and some towels. I also will need some dishes and have to go to the grocery store. I didn’t have a lot of cooking skills, but I could figure it out and there are a lot of premade meals in the freezer section.
By the middle of the afternoon, I had everything put away and officially had my first place set up. I sort of felt proud of myself. I sat on my bed and looked around the room just taking it all in. I was startled when my phone rang.
I answered, “Hello.”
“Hey big bro, how’s it going?”
I smiled, “Hey Danny, it’s going well. How about you?”
He said, “I’m glad you called mom and gave me your number. I have missed you and we have both been worried about you.”
I said, “Don’t be worried, I’m fine.”
He asked, “Why didn’t you tell me you were gay? You know I would have understood and talked to you about it.”
I sighed, “I know, Danny. I was still trying to figure everything out. That day with Timmy just sort of happened. It was the first time I had ever done anything like that; it’s not the easiest thing to talk about, even with you.”
Danny said, “Yeah, I know. I just wish there was something I could do to help you.”
I felt a tear form in my eye, “I know buddy, I appreciate that. I just moved into a small apartment, and things are going to be okay. I just hope dad will come around.”
He said, “I don’t know, he still pretty pissed. Me and mom just don’t mention you around him.”
I sighed, “I’m sorry, but I’m glad you called and still want to talk to me.”
Danny said, “Of course I want to talk to you, you’re my brother, I love you.”
The tears began to flow, “I love you too, Danny.”
I told him where my new place was and we decided to go to lunch on my next day off and I would bring him back and show him my apartment. We talked a bit longer and after we ended the call, I was in full sob mode. At least mom and Danny were back in my life and were giving me the support I needed. I don’t think Danny and I have ever told each other that we loved one another before. I know we did, but we had never said those words before today.
After my call, I sat at the small table and pulled out a notebook. I wrote down my income from Lowes and then listed my monthly expenses. With my rent, truck insurance and gas, I should be able to meet all my obligations. It was going to be tight, but with the extra money that mom gave me, I should be fine for the time being. I was just going to have to watch what I spent on gas and groceries.
I fixed my dinner and watched a little TV then took a shower. I sent a text to Kirk to let him know that I had moved.
He text back, “I’m glad you found a place, I feel better knowing that you are safe.”
I smiled; it was sort of nice having a real friend that truly cared about me. I asked, “Will you be in town on Friday?"
He told me that he was going to be at the truck stop around 5. We made plans for me to pick him up after I got off work and he would come back to see my place.
He smiled as he climbed into my truck and said, “I’m glad to see your truck empty. I already ordered a pizza; we can pick it up on the way to your new place.”
Kirk also had a small cooler when he got in my truck, it had a six pack of beer in it. After I showed him around my apartment, which basically only took a minute, we sat down to eat and have a beer. After we finished eating, I suggested a shower and was thrilled when Kirk said he would spend the night.
The next morning, I took him back to his truck on my way to work. As we pulled into the truck stop he said, “I have been waiting to tell you this, but they are putting me on a different route next week.”
I asked, “What does that mean?”
He sighed, “I won’t be going from Chicago to LA anymore, I will be going from Dallas to LA now. I won’t be stopping in Hartford anymore.”
I said, “So I won’t see you again?”
Kirk said, “Not for a while, they may change my route again sometime. Keep my number and you can call me anytime, and I’ll call you to see how you’re doing.”
He gave me a kiss as he got out of my truck. I wasn’t sure how to feel, it’s not like we had been together for years, we had really only known each other for less than a couple of weeks. He was right, we could still talk to each other and if he was in town, he would let me know.
Over the next few weeks, I got settled into my new routine. Of course, the only thing different was where I lived. I was working every day so I could try to save up enough money to get a real apartment. On my days off, I would meet mom or Danny for lunch, or both when it worked out. Dad was still not happy about how I was living my life, and mom told me that she had not told him that she had talked to me.
About three months after I turned 19, I was loading lumber on the trailer of one of our regular contractors. Bob Coleman would come in three or four times a week for materials, he owned a small construction company. He always had two to three houses going up at a time. He was a nice guy, and we got to know each other fairly well. As I was helping him strap down his latest load he started asking me some questions.
He asked, “How long have you worked here, Ethan?”
I shrugged, “A couple of years I guess. I started part time when I was in high school.”
He nodded, “How much do they pay you?”
I said, “Well… it’s not a lot, but I get by.” I wasn’t sure what he was getting at.
Bob smiled, “I’ve been watching you over the last year and think you are a good worker. A guy from my crew quit last week and I need to replace him. I can pay you five dollars an hour more than Lowes pays you, if you are interested.”
I was able to keep my bills paid and save little money with my current wages, but it was going to take longer to have enough money to afford a better place than I originally planned. Five dollars an hour would surely help me out.
I said, “I don’t have a lot of experience in construction.”
He said, “That’s okay, my lead guy is a good teacher, and he likes guys with little experience, so that he can train them the right way.”
We talked for a few more minutes and by the time we had his load strapped down, he offered me an extra two dollars an hour. At the end of the day, I gave my two weeks’ notice to my supervisor. He offered me a raise, but it still wasn’t as much as Bob was offering.
Mike Hoffman greeted me on my first day and introduced me to the rest of the crew. There were three others, Tim was probably around forty and was quiet and mostly kept to himself. James was in his mid-thirties and the wise guy of the crew. Finally, there was Aaron. He was maybe a year or two older than I am. It was going to be a hot day and he was already shirtless.
Aaron gave me a smile as we shook hands. His blue eyes sparkled under his blonde bangs; he had his shoulder length hair pulled back in a ponytail. His smooth chest was already damp with sweat before we even started to work. His tanned wash board abs rippled as he talked. I had to take a deep breath to get my mind back on Mike as he gave out the instructions for our day of work.
We were framing up the exterior walls of the house today. Mike, Tim and James were all very helpful in telling me what to do next. For the first few weeks I was mostly just an extra set of hands, holding things in place and carrying materials to where they were needed. Aaron had just been hired a month before I was, so he was doing the same thing.
After a couple of months, we had caught on and were using tools and completing tasks on our own. Mike was a good teacher, and Aaron and I were starting to become friends. I was following Aaron’s lead and after the first week of work, was going shirtless on hot days. I was even starting to notice that my own chest and abs were developing quite nicely. I, of course, was stealing glances at Aaron every chance I got.
Evidently, Aaron was doing the same thing and I wasn’t noticing. James was though; he was starting to make little comments about us making googly eyes at each other. Aaron chuckled, “You’re just jealous, James. You miss me looking at you like that.”
I would just laugh and Aaron and I became good at teasing James; we even got Tim to smirk and chuckle a few times with our ribbing. I knew Tim and James were both married, but Aaron was single. I hadn’t told anyone that I was gay, and Aaron never really talked about dating girls. We didn’t ask each other either. I wasn’t sure how to bring it up and I wasn’t ready to out myself, so I kept quiet.
We got to the job site one morning just as the rain started to fall. Mike was still in his truck as we all arrived, he was on his phone checking the weather. The nice thing about having more than one house being built at the same time is that we always have a place to work if it rains. We were supposed to put siding on the house we were working on today. We already had the roof shingled.
Mike got out of his truck and said, “It looks like the rain is going to last all day. Tim, James and I are going to head over the house on Wright Ave. to start hanging doors and trim. Aaron and Ethan, you can stay here and finish all the bracing in the attic and basement. Do you guys remember what you need to do?”
I nodded, “Sure, just like the last one, right?”
Mike nodded, “Yep, if the rain does stop, we’ll come back over and get back to siding. Otherwise, you guys can come help us with trim after you finish the bracing.”
Aaron smiled, “You got it, boss.”
Aaron and I got busy with our task and since we were alone, it gave us a chance to talk and get to know each other even better.
Aaron asked, “So, where do you live Ethan?”
I sighed, “I have a small apartment over on Hamilton Boulivard. How about you?”
He said, “I rent a house over on Tenth Street.”
I told Aaron about wanting to find a better place and he was talking about wanting a newer truck. By the end of the day, we decided that if we share the rent, we could both save money a little faster.
He said, “If you want, you can come over after work to check my house out.”
I nodded, “Sure, I would like that.”
After work, I followed Aaron to his house, and he started the tour as soon as we walked in. It was an older house, but it was better than the room I was living in. He led me down the hall to where I assumed the bedrooms were. He pointed to the first door and said, “That’s the bathroom and here is the bedroom.”
I looked around and asked, “Is there just one bedroom?”
He grinned, “Well, yeah.”
My mind raced, was it his plan for us to share a bedroom? There was only room for one bed, was he expecting us to share a bed too? I wasn’t sure what to say but thought I should make sure that Aaron knew I was gay.
I swallowed hard, “Before we go any further, I should probably tell you that I am gay.”
His grin widened, “Well, duh.”
I stammered, “You know that I’m gay?”
He laughed, “I assumed so after the first week when you kept checking me out.”
I asked, “And you are still okay with me moving in?”
He rolled his eyes, “I always like to take a shower when I get home from work. Care to join me?”
Before I could answer, Aaron was kicking off his work boots and dropping his jeans. My dick instantly went hard as I stared at his naked body. I already had every inch of his torso committed to memory, so my eyes went straight to his perfect uncut cock. A small patch of blond hair surrounded that dick and two plump nuts. God, this guy could be a model.
He snapped his fingers, “Hello. Ethan. Do you want to take a shower?”
Through my suddenly dry throat, I croaked, “Um…Yeah, sure.”
He grinned, “Strip and follow me.”
I shucked my clothes as fast as I could and watched the most beautiful ass bounce down the hall to the bathroom.
I closed the curtain behind me as I climbed into the shower. Aaron turned to me and used my cock to pull me in for a kiss. My hands instinctively grabbed his ass as our tongues began to dance in each other’s mouths.
Aaron broke our kiss and smiled at me, “You’re a good kisser.”
I blushed, “Um…Thanks.”
He chuckled as he grabbed the shampoo and started to sensually massage my scalp. I took the shampoo and did the same for him. We repeated the process with the body wash, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies. Aaron went to his knees as the shower rinsed the suds off my body. He stopped at my hard manhood and gave me another grin as he flicked his tongue across the sensitive head. I gasped as my pole slid down his throat.
Just the sight of Aaron bobbing up and down on my cock was causing my juices to rise. He reached up and began to fondle my cum-filled nuts. I panted, “Oh shit, I’m going to cum…”
Aaron only tighten the grip that his lips had on my cock as I filled his mouth with my hot seed. He let my deflating dick fall from his mouth as he grinned up at me. “I think you liked that, didn’t you?”
I nodded as I pulled him up for a kiss and then went to my knees to return the favor. I swallowed his meat and tugged on his nuts with one hand. I used the other hand to reach around and rubbed his rosebud. He spread his legs and moaned as I slowly pushed my finger inside his warm love tunnel.
That was all it took, he gasped, “Holy fuck!” as my mouth was filled with Aaron’s sweet nectar. I swallowed as fast as I could, trying not to spill a drop of his love juices. I saved just a little so we could share his cum with a kiss.
We broke our kiss and stared into each other’s eyes. Aaron smiled, “So, what do you say? Do you want to move in?”
I grinned, “I suppose it might work out.”
To be Continued…
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