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129.Love on the Road 2



Chapter 2

I was awakened by someone banging on my door and I had crawl over Randy to see who it was. When I stuck my head out, it was the warehouse manager telling me they were open and I could back down the ramp so they could unload me. I nodded my head then got dressed.

I threw my clothes on then opened the blinds and was greeted by the morning sun. I left the curtains to the sleeper closed so Randy could sleep a little longer. Now normally Ozzie would be up and wanting me to feed him but he was curled up against Randy taking in a few extra Z’s.

I got out and took my lock off the trailer door then quickly backed down the ramp. As soon as the manager broke the seal, he raised the door and I pulled out the paperwork and handed it to him. I made my way through the warehouse and headed for the bathroom to empty my screaming bladder.

While they are unloading the truck, I got back to the cab and worked on my log book. I heard Randy start to stir then Ozzie came out to greet me with his feed me routine. I went and got him his morning canned food as Randy stretched showing his morning wood. “They have a bathroom in the warehouse,” I said putting the food down for Ozzie. “When you’re dressed, I’ll show you where it’s at.”

Randy got dressed and his wood did go down as we walked to the bathroom. On our way back, I noticed they were about half finished with the unloading so we went back to the truck so I could check in with my terminal and get my next load.

I fired up my laptop and turned on my cell phone then quickly did my log book while the computer was booting up. I finished my logs then went to my company’s site and signed in. I had another load waiting in Richmond that I could have and they were expecting me by early afternoon. I plugged my printer in and soon had all the bills of lading.

Once that was done, I called the office and they told me how much the load I was delivering was worth to me and that 10% was available to me by COM check if I needed it. I loved these short hops because they didn’t take much time at all and I could make a decent profit on them.

I have two back accounts set up at work. In one, 20% goes for living expenses such as food, clothing and toiletries. The other 80% is for all truck related expenses. I have an ATM card for both accounts so I can easily pay for things.

I looked over and Randy had the GPS in his hand. “Looks like it should only take 3 hours to get to the place Bill,” he said handing me the unit.

I was amazed at him. I’d never shown him how to use this but he programmed our next stop in and knew how long it should take to get there. I felt a bang on the inside of the trailer letting me know it was empty. “Damn kiddo,” I said smiling at him. “How’d you do that without me showing you how?”

“I’m good with things like this,” he said as I leaned over and ruffled his hair.

He surprised me by giving me a hug then I said, “It looks like I have a good partner on my hands. Let’s go get our papers signed then get on the road.”

“Sure Bill,” he said. “Uh I’m hungry.”

“No problem,” I said. “There are pop tarts in the cabinet above the fridge. That should hold you until we get loaded then we’ll get a real meal.”

When we went back into the warehouse, Randy saw some vending machines. “Hey Bill, can I get us some coffee?”

I handed his some change and said, “Sure thing, I take extra sugar and cream.”

I got the paperwork signed then took the office’s copies and stuck it in a business envelope and had them put it with their out going mail. I have free envelopes from the company so it doesn’t cost me anything and it keeps me from having to make special trips there. I pulled the trailer door down and locked it then Randy and I headed to the cab.

I started her up and pulled up the ramp so another truck could get unloaded then shut her down again so I could check the oil and fluids before heading into Richmond. While waiting for the oil to drain back down, Randy and I finished our coffee and let Ozzie out so he could do his business.

A trucker saw him run over to the woods, “Man, that’s some protection you have there,”

I looked up at him, “I pity the poor fool that tries to enter the cab if I’m not there or asleep.”

I saw Ozzie come out of the woods then jump up on Randy’s shoulders. We walked over to his truck then the driver said, “Shit man, that’s one big cat.”

“Complete with attitude,” Randy said smiling knowing Ozzie had taken to him.

“Can I pet him,” he asked climbing down from his cab.

“Long as you don’t try to hurt Randy,” I said. “And just cause he lets you scratch him don’t think he’s instantly your friend.”

Now Ozzie has a very loud and distinctive purr. At times it almost sounds like a low growl. The man decided not to try to pet Ozzie so we went back to the truck and checked it out then headed south to Richmond.

Randy was pretty good with the time estimate except he didn’t take into account my speed limit which was different from the posted one. We left our first delivery at 9:30 and rolled into our pick up point at 11:30. I backed in and they got us loaded and on the road a little after noon.

I looked at the bills and got the address and gave the information to Randy who loaded it into the GPS. We were heading to Charleston, SC and I knew I could make it there before dark. It was just over 425 miles and I would beat most of the rush hour traffic.

I got on 95 south again and found a TSA (Truck Stops of America) I liked. They have good facilities and better than average food for the price. I looked at my fuel gauge and I had ¾ of a tank so I was fine. My truck was equipped with twin 100 gallon saddle tanks so I still had plenty for the trip back and out unless I would be going further south.

Randy and I went into the restaurant and sat down at a booth. I noticed two state troopers at the counter. “If they come over here, you’re my son.”

Randy looked over at them and said, “Sure thing Dad.”

I just smiled at his retort as the waitress came over and said, “What can I get for you boys?”

I decided to order for Randy and said, “We’ll each have steak and eggs with hash browns, toast and coffee. Fix the steaks medium rare.”

She nodded her head and left as Randy said, “Why did you ask for medium rare?”

“That way it will be done medium,” I said. “They tend to over cook everything so if your order it like that, it will be how you like it when it’s served.”

The waitress brought us our coffee and we were talking when one of the Troopers came over and said, “How come this boy isn’t in school?”

I looked up at him and said, “First off, this boy, as you refer to him is my son. Second, he’s home schooled and does his lessons in the truck.”

“Where are you from?” He asked.

“We’re from New York,” I said showing him my license.

“How about you show me his work on the computer?” He said.

“How about we eat first then we will,” I said as I saw the waitress coming with our meal.

The two troopers waited around while we ate then I couldn’t put it off any longer so I paid the bill. As we were walking to the truck I told Randy, “You start the computer and log into your school work. You need to do that anyway.”

“OK Dad,” he said as a trooper came beside us. “You better stay back until I get in there.”

Randy hopped into the passenger’s seat and turned on the computer. The trooper was being impatient and went to stand on the step tank so he could see inside. About that time, Ozzie stuck his head out. “Holy shit,” the trooper said jumping off the tank. “What’s that?”

“Told ya to stay back until I said it was OK to come up here,” Randy said grinning at me.

Randy logged into his school and showed the Trooper the site and downloaded his assignments for the day. He looked at his grades and said, “I’m really impressed. You two have a safe trip.”

We got on the road and Randy started doing his lessons for the day. The kid was really bright and I knew that he had a good future ahead of himself doing just about anything he wanted. It was almost 5 and the traffic started getting heavy outside Charleston and it wasn’t until 7:30 that we found the place. There was a truck stop about a half mile from the hospital so I figured it would be a good place to spend the night.

After we parked, Randy fed Ozzie then we got some clean clothes and headed for the shower. I paid the attendant and we headed back to showers. The showers had cubicles that you could lock so you didn’t have a bunch of strangers staring at you naked. I looked at Randy and said, “Do you want a room of your own?”

He looked around and heard a bunch of other showers running then said, “Oh no Bill, I’ll share yours if that’s alright.”

Since I told him about me last night I wasn’t too uncomfortable with the fact we would be seeing each other naked. We went in and I locked the door and proceeded to get undressed. Randy wasn’t the least bit modest and he was sitting on the bench and had everything off except his briefs. He stood up and started the water running the quickly stripped them off standing just as the day he was born.

For being 15 he still had some maturing left but what was there was adequate. He had started developing a nice set of abs and his legs were becoming defined. His arms looked strong and I knew he would be an asset if I needed him to help unload. I had turned to remove my boxers and when I looked back, Randy was staring at my semi-erect dick. I looked at his package and his dick was standing tall at what looked like to be about 5” in length. We were both blushing as I said, “Sorry for staring son.”

“Don’t be Bill,” he said coming over. “I was checking you out too and you sure look good.”

I wasn’t sure where this was heading but where ever it was, I didn’t want it happening in there. Randy stepped closer then wrapped his arms around me giving me another hug. I felt our dicks press ...


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