Part 6
I stand up and creep to the back of the cabin to grab the box of tissues. I pull a few out before throwing the box to Ben in the front seat. I wipe my lips and chin as Ben quickly dries his cock. I check out my face in a small mirror that's attached to the inside of one of the cabinet doors and it looks clean. I readjust my own cock, trying ineffectively to force my erection into a less noticeable position. As I make my way to the front again I see someone outside approaching the van with a wave. "We've got company." I say, nodding out the window. Ben looks out. "Shit." He says worriedly as he vigorously scrubs the front of his shorts. There's a few dark, wet circles staining the fabric that he's trying to dry with a tissue. "Just leave it! If anyone says anything, tell them you spilled some of your drink or something." Just then there's a few taps on the driver side door. Ben chucks the tissues onto the floor before opening the door. "Morning!" Ben says cheerily to the other man. They exchange some pleasantries, the guy tells him where to go, and we spend the next while around the depot as the shipment is processed.
Once it's all been taken care of we climb back into the truck. Ben turns to me and extends his hand, "A job well done, bud!" I reach out and shake his hand. His strong, rough fingers grip me tightly as he smiles. "Thanks, boss! I mean, you could never have done this job without me." I say matter-of-factly. He chuckles, "Is that so? Tell me, what did you do exactly?" I run my eyes down his body to stare at his crotch before looking back at him with a raised eyebrow. He grins. "Yes, a very fair point! Very fair!" I laugh and sit back in my seat, buckling myself in. "Alright boss man, let's go!" Ben starts up the truck and we head off. There's a look of confusion from the man at the gate as we both give him a short wave goodbye. "I can't believe we're already done." I say, maybe just a little sad. "I mean, we've still got two days of driving ahead of us." Ben says lightheartedly. "Well, I do." He scoffs. "Hey! You're the boss man. I'm just your talented, handsome assistant." I respond. He glances at me briefly. "That you are, bud!" We sit in silence for a while, just watching the road, before Ben perks up. "You're back to work after tomorrow then?" He asks. "Yeah." I mutter, disappointed. "Ah, OK." I look around at him. "Why?" I ask. "Nothing. I was just going to say that's there's a little place on the way back that we could have stayed at. It's a little bit out of the way though so it might make us late getting back." He almost sounds a little nervous. "Like a hotel?" I ask. "More like a motel." That could be nice, I think to myself. We could stay in a real room with a proper bed. "We could do that." I say, disregarding any worries of getting back home at a decent time."I don't want to make you late back though. Especially if you've got work the next day." He says this with concern but there's a tone of barely concealed excitement. "I'm sure it'll be fine." I say optimistically. "Besides, a private shower and a real bed for the night? How could I say no?" He chuckles. "Alright!" He says smiling.
We pick up some food before we eventually pull up to a cozy looking motel. It's just off the road but surrounded by trees to block the sight of the traffic. The car park is big, and finding a space for the truck is easy. "This looks cute." I say looking around. There's maybe around 10 rooms in a large "L" shape. "Yeah, if I'm coming by this way I might treat myself to a night here. It doesn't look too busy either." There's two cars, a van and one other smaller truck in the carpark. "If you want to grab our stuff, I'll go get a room." Ben says. "Sure thing, boss!" I reply and head to the back of the cabin and gather up some things into a bag along with the food. Ben's back pretty quickly and I jump out of the truck so he can lock up. "Managed to get the end one!" He says pointing behind him and sounding very proud. It's the last room on one side and far from the road. "Nice!" I say handing him the bag of food and heading towards it. "Yeah it's the best one to get. I just worked the ol' charm, you know?" I look back at him and roll my eyes exaggeratedly. He chuckles and speeds up to catch up to me. He opens the door and we step inside. The room is pristine and inviting. There's a small round table and chairs, a TV sits atop a set of drawers and clean, white sheets lay over a solid wood, king-size bed. "Oh..." I mumble with concern. Ben looks towards me. "What's up?" He says confused. "Well, there's only one bed... Didn't they have a room with two?" I look at him, concern painted across my face. Ben turns bright red. "Oh, I, ah, didn't even think to ask. Sorry! Maybe I'm just used to being here on my own." He stumbles over his words and makes his way towards the door behind me. "I'll go ask if they've got another available." As he walks towards me I can't keep the act up. I'm biting my lip, but as he looks at me a laugh bursts from my mouth. He stops in his tracks, surprised. His face quickly shifting from worry to confusion then to an annoyed smirk as he realises I've been joking. "I fucking hate you!" He says loudly with a chuckle and strides towards me. I laugh and chuck the bag I've been holding at him which he catches with ease and tosses to the side. I back up to the wall and hold my hands up in the air like a criminal who has just been caught. "I'm sorry!" I say as sweet and innocently as I can. Quickly, he's right in front of me. He pushes me with one hand against the wall and then slams the door with the other. He's trying to seem menacing but his smile and his eyes give him away. "Oh, you will be sorry!" He says, pointing a finger in my face. I wrap my arms around his neck. "Is that so?" I say, staring into his eyes. "Yeah, because now you've got to sleep on the floor." He pulls away from me and begins walking across the room. I laugh and watch him go. He pulls off his shirt and throws it over the back of a chair that he pulls from the table. My eyes immediately gaze at the peek of ass crack that shows from under his sagging waistband as I follow him to the table. We unpack the food and begin eating. I grin at him the whole time while he pretends to act annoyed. I kick off my shoes under the table and extend my leg until my foot grazes his calf. He twitches slightly but pretends he isn't bothered. I run my foot up and down his calf with no response from him. I raise my foot higher, up passed his knee to his inner thigh. He gazes down at his food while he picks little bits to eat. I shift down slightly in my seat and push my foot up his thigh until it meets a solid bulge. He looks up slightly but doesn't make eye contact. I push against the thick form of his cock, massaging it through his shorts. He reaches down and grips the top of my foot and grinds his hard package into my sole. I feel his hand search around my ankle until he finds the top of my sock and peels it off. He pushes my bare foot back up against him and lifts the sock from under the table. He throws it towards me and as I reach to catch it he grips my ankle tightly and begins tickling my foot. My whole body spasms and I try to pull my foot back. "Get off!" I say between laughs. "Ticklish?" He shoots back. I manage to yank my foot free and Ben stands up, a large visible swelling in his shorts. "That's what you get for teasing me." He smiles, slips his thumbs between the waistband of his shorts and pushes them to the floor. His thick, curved cock springs out to attention. "Well, I'm going to have a shower." He says matter-of-factly. I move to stand up. "Not you, bud!" He says staring down at me, his cock at eye level. "This is part of your punishment. Have to shower alone." I grin and shake my head softly as he turns and walks towards the bathroom. His fuzzy, round ass jiggles with each step and I can't take my eyes off it as he goes.
I hear the door lock and the shower turn on. He's committing to this punishment thing, I think to myself. I lock the front door and take off my top and bottoms, leaving myself in my briefs and a single sock. I lay down on the bed. It's soft and I sink into it as I lay spread out on my back. I stare at the ceiling, thinking about Ben and I. It's all so unexpected. So exciting! I daydream for a while before I hear the shower stop. It's a minute or two before Ben steps out. A small towel is wrapped around his waist, just barely stretching around him to where he has to hold it closed. "Nice shower?" I ask, looking down the bed towards him. "Delightful!" He says sarcastically. He lets go of one side of the towel and finishes drying himself. His cock has softened and now rests between his large, hairy balls. I climb off the bed and make my way around to him. "Are you going to be punishing me all night?" I say cheekily. He glares back at me, not managing to hide his grin. "Yes! Just not in the way that you're thinking!" I move closer to him, pressing my bulge against his thigh and running my hand up and down his back. He acts like I'm not even there. "I'm sure I can make it up to you, boss" I say softly, running my hand down his back to the top of his ass. I feel the hair under my palm and I twist my hand to run my fingers along his crack. I trace the line between his cheeks up and down with my middle finger as I move my other hand to his hardening nipple, pinching it softly between my finger and thumb. He straightens up and lets out a soft moan. I pinch his nipple a little harder and twist it slightly as I slide my finger between his ass cheeks. A soft grown of pain and pleasure. My finger explores between his hairy ass cheeks until I find his soft, clenched hole. I graze it softly with my fingertip and apply just a little bit of pressure. Ben drops his towel completely and I look down to see his cock completely stiff again. I look back to his face and watch him bite his lip as I tease him. He reaches down and I pull my hips away from him slightly so that he can fondle my hardening bulge. I lean my face towards his, my hot breath on the side of his neck. I gently bite his earlobe and then whisper, hot and breathy in his ear "Bend over."
He turns his face towards me, a look of pleading surprise on his face. I let go of his nipple and place my hand on his shoulder between us and gently pull him forward. He obeys and bends over the wooden frame of the bed as I circle behind him. His ass is hairy, large and begging to be touched. I kick at his heel, an indication to spread his legs and he does so. I lower myself onto my knees behind him, my face just inches away from his ass. I grip a cheek with each hand, rubbing them slightly, feeling the soft dark gold hair of his warm ass. I grip tighter and pull his cheeks apart. A small, pink hole is nestled amongst thick, dark blonde hair. I bring my face closer, grazing the inside of his cheeks and I exhale softly. A hot, warm breath on his exposed hole and I feel him tremble a little. I extend my tounge and very lightly run it up and over his hole. His ass tightens as he lets out a small gasp. Another lick. Then another. Each getting more forceful before I force my face firmly between his cheeks. I begin eating his ass vigorously, gripping his cheeks tightly between my fingers as my tounge explores his soft hole. His moans spur me on and his knees occasionally shake as currents of excitement spasm through him. My lips and chin are wet as saliva spills from my mouth as I work hungrily. I pull my face away to see his glistening hole. The hair around it is wet and clings to his cheeks as a long trail of spit runs down to his heavy ball sack. I suck on my index finger and press it against his hole. They're both slick with saliva and my finger easily slides inside. I gently press in and out, getting a little deeper each time. His hole clenches expectantly around my finger. I pull out and then enter him again with two fingers. More groaning from the bed. As I fuck him gently with my fingers I reach between his legs with my other hand and fondle his pendulous balls. Warm, hairy, slightly wet, and heavy in my hands. Something hits my hand and I realise he's stroking his cock.
I pull my fingers from his ass and stand up behind him. He looks back over his shoulder at me, still jerking. I motion with my head and he turns around. I look down at my cock, stretching my briefs, and he kneels down. He slides my underwear down to my ankles and my cock slaps against his beard. He grips my cock with his large, rough hand and looks up at me. I stare back at him, lower my head, and spit down onto my cock. A wet slap as it hits my shaft and some of his fingers. Ben strokes the hot spit along my shaft before opening his mouth and tasting it for himself. He sucks on the head of my cock, drawing back my foreskin and running his tounge along the tender tip. I let out a satisfied grunt. I hold the sides of his head and guide my cock further into his mouth. He sucks on it eagerly, his tounge working every bit he can get at. I push on further, my long hard cock almost reaching the back of his throat with still more to come. He holds my hips and tries to push back, to stop from gagging on my cock. I pull his hands away and then I grip his head again. He struggles but I force my cock as far as it will go into his mouth and I feel his throat push against the tip. He chokes and I pull back, before pushing in again. I fuck his mouth as he gasps and slobbers on my cock, spit and precum spilling from his mouth and soaking into his beard. I pull back when I think he's had enough and my cock slides from his open mouth. A long, thick trail stretchs from his lips to my cock head. He looks up at me and I gaze back at him. "Get on the bed." I say nodding in that direction. He stands up and his cock brushes mine, the head slick with precum. He moves to the side of the bed and crawls on top. He waits expectantly on all fours, his ass and feet peeking over the edge of the mattress.
I move towards him and pull one of his cheeks to the side while my other hand grips the base of my dripping cock. I place the tip against his hole and push gently. His hole begins to spread around my cock head as it slips inside him. I pull back out and in again. A slow, gentle motion as his hole spreads open for me. I push in further and his hand grips the sheets tightly as he lets out an almost whispered "...fuck..." Out and in again, getting deeper with each thrust. He moans louder now. "Do you want me to stop?" I ask. "Don't you fucking dare!" He grunts back at me. With that I slide my full length into him. A long, drawn out moan and whimper of pain from Ben. My cock flexes in his tight hole and it feels incredible. I slide back and forth, still gentle, before beginning to pick up the pace. Ben's breathing is heavy as I begin pounding his ass. A harsh moan with every thrust of my rock hard cock. "Fuck, buddy!" He moans and it turns me on even more. A loud smack as I slap his ass and grip it tightly, using his cheeks as leverage to pull myself into him. I fuck him vigorously, the wooden bed scraping against the floor. I eventually pull out of his ass. "Turn over!" I demand.
He gasps for breath in this moment of peace and spins onto his back. I move forward onto the bed and he slides back. I grab a pillow and shove it under his lower back, pushing his ass into the air. He pulls his legs back and grabs his thighs, holding them to his chest and exposing himself to me again. I force my cock back into him. I can see his face now, a mix of pain and longing as he bites down. I grab his ankles and begin fucking him again. He reaches down and grabs his own cock, jerking it with the rhythm of my thrusts. I feel my cock throb inside his tight hole and I know I'm getting close. I pull his legs to my chest, stretched up along my body with his feet at my face. I run my tounge up the sole of one of his feet and he squirms. I grin down at him "Ticklish?" I ask. He gives me a brief smirk. I do it again before sucking on his toes. I want every part of this man right now!
I throw my head back panting. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Ben quickens his own jerking as I speed up. Ben wraps his legs around me and I grab his thighs tightly forcing my cock in as far as it will go. "Fuck, buddy! Give it to me!" As he says the words my cock erupts. It spasms uncontrollably, unleashing shot after shot of hot cum into Ben's ass. I hold onto Ben, nails digging into him, unable to move as my cock throbs and pulses with each wave of cum. I gasp for breath and open my eyes again, staring down at Ben's jerking cock. I push his hand away and grip it firmly. His thick cock fills my hand as I continue jerking him. He raises his hands above his head and they tear at the sheets as his chest pounds up and down. A long, loud, moan escapes Ben's lips as his back arches and his heels dig into my ass. His cock erupts with ropes of cum across his belly and chest and I feel his hole tighten around my cock as he cums. He's gasping and moaning as I struggle to keep myself upright. I reach down and slide my cock from his ass, cum leaking from his stretched hole, and he groans in response. I bend over him and suck the cum from his cock and his body spasms. I work my way up his belly and chest, lapping up every drop of cum until I eventually collapse onto him.
He wraps his big arms around me and we lay there, regaining our breath. "Well?" I ask. "Did I make it up to you?" I shake a little as his belly and chest rumble with laughter.
