Part 8
We eventually get up and shower before gathering our stuff and heading out. Ben goes to drop the keys off at reception and I go on into the truck. I toss our stuff into the back and flop down into the passenger seat as normal. As I see Ben head towards me a pit opens in my stomach. A heavy, saddening pange that weighs me down. This is it - the final day. It's only been a few days but I feel like so much has happened, so much has changed. I've been able to convince myself up until now to just enjoy the ride but now that it's coming to a close it's difficult. As the door opens and Ben climbs inside I put on my best fake smile. "All ready, bud?" He says, strapping himself in. "Yes, boss!" I reply in a happy tone.
We drive for hours, only stopping for food and bathroom breaks. It's a long, quiet ride that's occasionally broken with comments about the traffic or something unusual on the road. The whole time I feel sick and sad but when Ben asks I just pretend that I'm tired. It's late by the time we get back. The dark, empty roads are quiet except for the sound of the truck as we pull into the parking lot of the shops near my house. I look over at Ben, the first time I've looked at him properly all day, and realise how tired he looks. He's really stretched this last drive just so that we could have the night in the motel. He unbuckles his seatbelt and stretches. Raising his arms into the air as much as the cabin will allow, his tshirt rising with them and exposing his hairy belly. He slumps back down with a loud groan. I unbuckle my seatbelt and move across to him. "You OK, bud?" He says, looking concerned.
I throw one of my legs over his thighs and sit down in his lap, facing him. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his neck. His body feels a little stiff at first, surprised maybe, but he softens and squeezes his arms around me in return. "What's wrong?" He says softly. "I don't want to go." I mumble into his neck. I hear his voice catch in his throat before he whispers "I don't want you to go either." He holds me tightly and then gently pulls me away from him. I straighten up and look down at him through watery eyes. He lifts a large hand to my face and gently wipes my eyes with his thumb. "You can always join me again? Maybe in a few weeks?" He says, trying to sound comforting. I shake my head. "I don't want another trip, you idiot!" I hit him ineffectually in the chest with my fist. "Sorry..." He whispers. I hold his face in my hands and lift it to look me in the eyes. "I want every single god damn trip!" He looks surprised, like he's not sure what to do. "I don't want just this. I don't want just one more. I want every single day! And I know it's only been a few days, and I know I probably sound fucking crazy, but I know this is what I want." It all comes pouring out of my mouth. Every time I've held it back, every time I've convinced myself not to think too much, comes rushing out of me. "...I want you."
Ben looks stunned. His eyes are fixed on me and his lips are squeezed together. In one quick motion his arms wrap around me, and he pulls me into him. His head hits my chest hard and he's holding so tight. Now I'm stunned. "Why didn't you say that sooner?" A soft but almost angry grumble comes from Ben. I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. "I've been worrying all this time that this is just a one-off." He says softer now, his voice muffled as it's pressed against me. He pulls back and looks up at me. I stare back at a him, my eyes are still tearing up. That grin of his spreads across his face. "Do you know how hard it's been for me to try and act so cool?!" A short burst of laughter erupts from my mouth. "Well, why didn't you say anything?" I fire back at him. "Because I was trying to act cool! I thought you'd want to go back to your normal life where you're not stuck in a tiny cabin sharing a bed with some big lug!" He's shouting but smiling all the while. "Besides, maybe you should've said: Hey Ben! How about we stay together? Huh?" ... "I didn't know you wanted to!" I shout back. "Well then, bud, that makes two of us!" I shake my head at him, smiling. I lean in and we share a long, passionate kiss as our arms wrap around one another.
I shift in his lap, a hard mound pressing into my ass cheek. I pull away and look him in the eye. "Seriously?" I say nodding down to his lap. "After such a touching moment?" He grins, a cheeky boyish smile. "Hey, I can't help it! It wants what it wants." He shrugs his shoulders and grinds his hips up into me. He pushes my chest and I lean back until I hit the steering wheel. He unties the string of my shorts, grabs the waistband of those and my briefs and pulls them down as I lift my hips up. I just about manage to lift my legs up either side of Ben and he pulls my shorts off completely. I lower my legs and manage to pull myself up to sit on his lap again. As soon as I do, Ben pulls my tshirt off. I sit there naked except for my shoes and socks. He kisses my nipples, running his tounge over them and across my chest as his fingers dig into my back. My cock hardens and I reach down to adjust it, pointing it upwards and pressed between both of our stomachs. I grind my cock between us as he kisses my chest.
His hands slide down and grip my ass cheeks, pulling them up and indicating for me to stand. My legs either side of the seat barely stand but I lift myself up enough for my cock to reach Ben's open and expecting mouth. His tounge reaches out hungrily and laps at the tip as I slide into his mouth. He sucks on my cock as I struggle to stand, supporting one hand on Ben's shoulder and the other gripping the handle above the door. Ben's tounge works around my cock and he draws back my foreskin to expose the soft sensitive head in his mouth. I shudder with each warm, wet lick. Ben shifts beneath me and I look down to see him pull his own shorts down. He only manages to get them to his knees but it's enough for his thick cock to stand upright. I begin to lower myself down and Ben's head follows, not wanting to let my cock escape his mouth. As I get lower it slips out and lands with a wet slap against his chest. As I lower myself it slides down, squeezing again between us, covering our chests in spit and precum. Suddenly he looks distracted, reaching down beside his seat and into the pocket of the door before rummaging in a small compartment by the gear stick. I look round to see him pull out a small clear bottle. "Lube?" I ask confused. "Yep!" He moans, squirting some into his hand. "You've had this the whole time?!" He grins. "Sorry, bud. It's never been within arm's reach!" I raise myself up again and there's a wet slurping sound as he covers his cock. Then a slick hand slips between my cheeks. The gel is cool as Ben works it around my hole before gently pushing a finger inside. I let out a small moan and begin to lower myself down.
Ben's thick, hard cock easily slips between my cheeks until it grazes my tight hole. I reach back and grab his cock, pushing it into my hole as it opens around his cock. My fingers dig into Ben's shoulder's as I lower myself onto his cock fully. His head is arched back as his cock fills me up. Ben slides his hands into my arm pits and begins to lift me up slightly as I push upwards. Then his grip tightens as he pulls me back down again, making sure I take the entirety of his cock with each bounce. My hole opens and then tightens around his girth with each up and down motion and I moan loudly as he throbs inside me. I lean into him, my own cock squeezed between us, grinding with each thrust. I wrap my arms around his neck and shoulders and bring my head down to them. My hot breath beats his neck and I hear his breathing get quicker and harsher. I moan in pain and ecstasy and bite down onto Ben's shoulder. Not enough to break the skin but enough to hurt. He grunts in pain and with a forceful pump, pounds my hole. My body shudders and I lurch into him with the force. I bite him again and again he responds for a forceful pounding of my tight hole. My cock pulses and between being squeezed between us and the forceful fucks of Ben, I feel myself about to cum. I move my head to his neck and bite him once again. A loud, gutteral grunt from Ben and another forceful thrust into my hole. I moan loudly into Ben's neck. Then another hard fuck. Then another. He's not stopping this time.
Ben continues to pound into me as I moan wildly. My cock spasms uncontrollably and pumps load after hot load onto our chests. I lean back and look down between us. My cock continues to leak between our cum covered chests and stomachs and it runs down passed my balls to Ben's lap. Ben is still fucking me hard and fast and I press my lips against him as best I can. "Fuck!" He grunts. With a loud, animalistic moan he forces his cock deep into my ass as he pulls me down onto it. I gasp as pump after pump of cum fills me up. I feel his cock twitch and pound inside my tight hole. He draws back slightly before giving me another forceful fuck. I jerk forward into him. Then another pound of my tight hole as he unleashes the last loads of cum into me. We both pant loudly, our heads side by side, as we hold eachother tight. "I fucking love you, bud." Ben whispers into my ear. "I love you too, boss!"