A Boy Who Came In from the Cold Ch. 18

"Jesus Christ!" Rayne breathed, shaking his head incredulously.

Jesus' big bollocks were clean-shaven and had little red-eyed bull heads tattooed on them. There was a ring of barbed wire entwined with roses and skulls around the base of his long shaft and the thick rod in his hand was encircled by two serpents, jaws stretched wide around the protruding glans just beneath the tip.

"You like?" Jesus tugged on his cock lazily, letting it get hard in his hand. He glanced curiously at his passenger now. "Is big, si?"

"Did that hurt?" Rayne wanted to know. He refrained from adding that he had seen bigger. If he had never met Paddy McNamara he might have been more impressed, he supposed.

"Hah!" Jesus exclaimed. "I drink chilled vodka and I pour some over my cock... I feel no pain."

"Good for you." Rayne grinned at him, wishing he had some chilled vodka on the premises right now. It would be good to get drunk, especially if Jesus planned to fuck him.

"Are you offended if I drive without clothes? It is hot tonight. Much better to drive nude, si?" Jesus cast a measuring glance his way.

"It's your lorry," his passenger said with a little shrug and a roll of his eyes. He did not need this right now but if Jesus wanted to get frisky with him he supposed it was only fair. The man was taking him home, after all.

Jesus wasted no time shedding his vest and underpants. Once he was fully nude he grinned slyly at his passenger.

"You wish to strip, also?" he asked.

Rayne shook his head. "I'm fine, sweetheart. Honest!"

To his amazement this remark was taken at face value. Jesus looked a little disappointed but he did not force the issue. Once the fellow had gunned the engine and the huge rig had negotiated the unlit way back onto the main AutoRoute, Rayne finally relaxed on the warm leather seat. His lift it seemed was quite an exhibitionist but not bold enough to make a move on him. Maybe he would get through the night without having to whore himself after all. Wonders would never cease!

"It is good to have company, si?" Jesus remarked as they headed out into the night.

"Yeah," Rayne agreed with a little smile. He pressed his cheek to the cool glass of the window and gazed out at the darkness, watching the brief firefly lights of the villages and towns as they thundered by. The steady motion of the huge wagon left his eyelids feeling heavy but he vigorously resisted sleep until the first pearly flush of light heralded in the dawn.

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END OF CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.

© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006

To be concluded in the Nineteenth and Final Chapter... A Boy Who Came In From the Cold - Epilogue.