Analised From The Bottom Up

We were loosing power yet again and Jock was getting angry. His eyes were fiery and with his big arms stained with oil and diesel fuel he might have looked really threatening to anyone else. I hadn't had much time to get to know him. He was like you could say ‘a good solid looking trucker'. I suppose, if I am to be perfectly honest, I had noticed his physique was kind of OK!

"This is getting fucking dangerous! A truck's not like a car you know, if you loose power you loose your steering, the lot!"

We coasted as far as we could on to the hard shoulder. At first he just sat there stony-faced, staring straight ahead.

"What the hell's the matter with this fucking thing!" He was thumping the steering in his rage. "I told the boss not to go for this model but would he fucking listen?"

"I reckon it's air-locked in the main fuel feed. This time let's look for possible constriction points. To rectify these things you've got to analyse them from the bottom up" I said calmly.

"‘Constriction points? bottom up?!!' what the hell are you talking about? Look here boy, when you get an air lock you've just got to bleed the bloody thing! You've got to get the fluid running man!" Jock was almost shouting at me as he jumped down form the cab. "OK Carl yea I know" he said trying to collect himself. "You're young and full of ideas." Then turning to me and putting his hands on his hips "That's the trouble with these colleges, they stuff you full of theories and diagrams, I bet" he laughed. "well I suppose that's why they put you guys out for work with us for experience; anyway it puts you in touch with real world. Which is what this useless heap is all about!!" he said regaining his fury and kicking one of the wheels.

I did point out to him I wasn't a ‘boy' but rather a nineteen year old college student but it went on like this, we must have bled the fuel a dozen times. Eventually we had to get a breakdown service to put things right so we were very late.

"We'll just have to spend the night somewhere. There's a motel a few miles up the road we can try that" Jock had calmed down and seemed resigned to things like it wasn't his fault and so it didn't matter.

"Any chance of any rooms for the night?" he asked the female receptionist.

"Er let me see.....a double's all we've got left now I'm afraid sir"

"Yea that's just fine we'll take that before it goes then!" It wasn't as if this was the only place in town. There were lots of guest houses and B&Bs so I was quite surprised at the way Jock accepted so easily.

"Yea well if that's OK with you, just sign in here and I'll get the room key for you" replied the girl in a monotone and without even looking up.

So we got to the room and Jock was trying to open the door with the key card. Eventually he let me do it muttering "I can't be done with these damned electronic things!" then, when we went inside, he suddenly started looking perplexed. "I thought she said a double room but there's only one bed" he looked around vaguely as if he might find another one.

"A double room means you get a double bed. If you wanted two beds you should ask for a twin room. Didn't you know that?" but Jock just looked blankly, a bit like when the truck engine failed. "Look I'm really sorry Jock this is a misunderstanding, I thought you knew and you wouldn't mind sharing the bed but I guess the best thing is we go and cancel it and look for somewhere else." I went on trying to sound practical rather than being offended.

"Actually it's a really nice room" he said but then after a pause and looking squarely at me "But if you think we ought to ...er... I mean it's up to you really!" he said shrugging his shoulders.

"No Jock it's up to you! I knew all along this meant sharing a bed with you and if I minded I would have protested at the desk. Besides you heard what the girl said".

"What do you mean? Yea I heard but I didn't think.... Oh I see yea I did think it was funny how she said she was ‘afraid' and stuff. I just thought that was normal." Jock seemed like the classic case of a guy who is ‘All brawn and no brains'!

"OK so we've got to go and find another place then" I said firmly.
Anyway I didn't want him going around saying I had tricked him into bed or something.

Jock just stood there looking a bit lost and said simply "But here we
are; why do we want to go anywhere else?"

"OK look!" I said looking squarely at him. "If you are OK about sleeping with me because I always sleep in the nude right? I never wear anything in bed, then we stay here. So what do you say?"

Jock had a strange look on his face, as he sort of half looked at me. I hadn't seen him look like that before but finally he said firmly "Yea let's do it! And er .... yea, I'm going to get my stuff from the cab, shall I bring yours?"

It turned out that Jock always carried overnight things just in case and I had brought a change of clothes as we were going to pick up stuff from a farm so I though I might need them.

The room had an en suite so Jock said he was going to take a shower. I
just sat on the bed reading a brochure about some local tourism. I
didn't look up at first but as Jock got more undressed I couldn't help taking a peep. He was beautifully fit and muscular; his broad shoulders supporting his huge strong arms and bulging biceps; he had such perfect pectorals which looked really firm under the patches of dark hairs on his chest. He didn't seem to mind me watching and when he finally gripped the elastic of his pants there was no way I could look away.

His dick stood out against his bushy pubic hairs. It hung down in a
smooth pink curve only partly covering his large dangling balls. He
looked so fucking sexy and I could see it swelling and enlarging the
more I admired him. It was obvious Jock was no innocent even if he was thick!

He turned to the en suite door and I watched him stride over with big
hairy thighs and firm buttocks. I couldn't read any more. I just sat
there with my cock aching hard as I watched the silhouette of his body as he soaped himself. I wished I was in there with him.

But Jock had a towel wrapped around his waist as he came out. "Your turn now!" he said cheerfully so I quickly stripped off in front of him. It gave me a huge thrill to take my pants down in front of such a sexy man. As I walked over to the shower I caught him glancing at me. Then I got this idea!

"Hey Jock how do you work this thing?" I said leaning round the shower
door. He was up in less than a second.

"Look I'll show you" he said reaching past me but it all went better
than I could have planned. In his haste he had grabbed the shower head and broke the plastic holder. "Oh sorry I can't get anything right today!"

"I'm not so sure about that I said!" noting the quieter almost intimate tone of his voice. "OK Jock now you've broken it so now you'll have to hold it up for me while I shower. You'll need to come in with me of course won't you!" I almost whispered the last sentence. Jock threw off the towel and squeezed into the tiny cubicle with me. There was no way we could have prevented our bodies making contact. I was trying to soap myself but it was difficult to move much. Soon both we were both covered in soap and I could feel his hot manly body against me all soapy and slippery against my skin. He was so hot and sexy and his long cock was huge and rigid. It was sticking up almost vertical and it felt so hot as he brushed against my naked flesh.

I was soaping him all around his genitals they were just so gorgeous. I never thought to ask him if he minded, it just seemed the most natural thing to do. So next I took the shower head from him and as I played it on his cock he started groaning. His big pink knob was pulsating with excitement as I wrapped my lips around it. I really wanted to take it all in my mouth; I wanted to suck every bit of his luscious meat! I tried to take him right down my throat but as I sucked him deep then as I began to taste his precum as it began oozing from his prick.

We had turned the shower off by now and Jock had opened the shower door. It gave him enough room to get at me as I bent over. He was soaping my ass now and I could feel him working his finger inside me. I sensed he was bursting with excitement.

Jock was standing on the bathmat outside when he suddenly grabbed me
with all his strength. There was nothing I could do. He was a million
times stronger than me! I guess my asshole was still very soapy and oh my!! Jock just thrust right up me really suddenly. He took my breath away he was so huge. It was a bit painful too as he stretched my sphincter to maximum but oh wow!! Man!! What a cock he had. It just felt like I had all his massive muscular body right up inside my
bottom. Oh it was so wonderful!

Jock was shafting me like hell, he was ramming my ass with his huge
dick. All you could hear was this slurping sound as his piston plunged ever more furiously in and out of my boy-cunt. Jock was fucking me almost obsessively now, panting and sweating profusely as if he were running a marathon. But all the time it was like the pressure was building up.