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"Order Up" Chapter 7
Friday arrived and Walter could not wait to get home. The week had been tough trying to get Brody out of his mind but the visit to the camper, the things Luke said, and the seemingly flirty way Brody always acted had his mind racing. ""I have some extra cash so tomorrow I will spend the day away from this town and that trailer park." Walter kept telling himself. Walter's hopes were that the day away would give him a new perspective on life or at least get him back to where he was before meeting Brody.
Walter had made it about a half mile out of town when Luke pulled up beside him. "Hope in. I will give you a ride home." Luke said. "I can hear the talk now if someone sees your truck come out of my trailer park." Walter laughed. "Let them talk. Besides we need to talk." Luke said. Walter got in the passenger side of the truck. As they drove to the trailer park Luke told Walter about his talk with Adam. "Are you sure about this ?" Walter said. "Damn Walter I don't know what to think. This boy is in my head like no other person has ever been." Luke said. "Just remember he is a kid, both body and mind. He lacks the years under his belt to know how to handle a relationship like this." Walter said.
Luke pulled in to the entrance of the trailer park and stopped. "I am trying Walter but I can't let him go." Luke said. "What about the other boys ?" Walter asked. "I told him that would not change but with them it was just getting my nut." Luke said. "And he is alright with that ?" Walter asked. "He said as long as I didn't fuck any of them at our house." Luke said. "Just do him a favor and if he decides to move on, let him. He is young and he deserves a chance at the life he wants." Walter said. "Why are you so fucking wise ?" Luke laughed. "Life of hard knocks makes you wise." Walter laughed.
"What are you doing this weekend ?" Luke asked. "I am planning on going to Dothan tomorrow for the day." Walter said. "What are going there for ?" Luke asked. "To get away." Walter said. "I figured you would climb Brody's pole and not get off until Monday morning." Luke laughed. "Funny, funny Luke. I am sure he has as much of that lined up for his weekend than he can handle." Walter laughed. "Get in line then Walter. Can't scratch that itch if you don't have something to scratch it with." Luke laughed. "Thanks for the ride. Have a great weekend and NO, I will not clean your love shack. The office is enough." Walter laughed as he opened the door and exited the truck. Walter took a deep breath as Luke pulled away. "I wish I was scratching that itch until Monday morning. Oh well. " Walter said to himself before turning to walk down the drive to the trailer park.
Luke had made it about five miles down the road when he saw blue lights racing up behind him. Slowing down so they could pass, Luke quickly realized they were after him. He then realized it was Brody. Luke pulled off into the entrance of one of the fields. Brody pulled in behind the truck and got out and walked to the passenger side. "Fuck you Brody. What are you trying to prove ?" Luke said. "An attitude with an officer of the law ?" Brody said. "You clocked out an hour ago. Don't bullshit me." Luke said.
"I saw you dropping Walter off. Is everything alright ?" Brody asked. "Damn man would you just please go fuck the man and get this over with. You are going to drive us all nuts." Luke said. "I just wanted to make sure everything was alright." Brody said. "I was just giving him a ride home." Luke said. "Thought he usually refused that." Brody said. "He does but I needed to talk to him, and no that part is non of your business." Luke said. "Testy aren't we?" Brody said. "You need to stop stalking the man and go shove that cock up his ass. Then maybe we can all have some peace." Luke said. "You said to be careful." Brody said. "Yeah but damn I didn't say just walk away and watch from a distance." Luke huffed.
" Maybe I will run across him over the weekend." Brody said. "He is off this weekend and he said he was going to Dothan tomorrow and spend the day." Luke said. "Why would he go there ?" Brody asked. "Fuck if I know. Probably because it is not that far away but far enough away from here." Luke said. "Does his truck run ?" Brody asked. "Yeah he keeps it up but you saw how much he makes. He saves his money for enough gas money to get out of town ever so often." Luke said. "But he was alright ?" Brody asked. "I guess so. He looked either tired or stressed but you know Walter, he smiles anyway." Luke said. "Thanks Luke. Have a good weekend and stay out of trouble. I will be off too so I can't help you." Brody laughed. "You ain't ever had to help me Brody Harbin." Luke said. "Well you haven't had any of those boys mothers chasing you with a shotgun, yet." Brody said laughing as he turned and walked back to his cruiser.
The next morning Brody woke and stretched. His cock was as hard as it could be. Looking down he saw his cock stretched up on his stomach resting between his belly button and his chest. "Yeah I know. I want it too. Maybe one day." Brody said as he lightly rubbed it one time. Brody's schedule was Monday thru Friday but because of the hours he got one day during the week off every other week. After his second cup of coffee Brody headed out the door. Grabbing the gas cans from the garage he put it in the back of his truck. He had planned to cut grass today so that he would not have to worry about it on Sunday or his day off.
Walter had fixed a cup of coffee. After a quick shower he dressed for his day in Dothan. Since he did not drive his truck often he always took the cables off the posts of the battery so it would keep it's charge. The cables were on and Walter cleaned up from that. Walter breathed a sigh of relief when the truck started. It had been about two months since he had cranked it up. Backing out he smiled to himself that he was driving and not walking. Walter began to think of what he could do in Dothan to pass the day away. Even if he found a park to go sit and watch people it would be a great distraction.
Brody had decided to take the long way to the gas station. He just had to ride by the trailer park to make sure it was still there. Brody's mind was not on the road but his desperate urge to make sure the park was still there. He almost missed the truck on the side of the road with the hood up. As he passed it quickly caught his eye. "Fuck, That was Walter." Brody said quickly applying the brakes. Turning around on the shoulder of the road he pulled in behind the disabled truck. Quickly getting out the truck Brody walked up to where Walter stood. He could tell that Walter felt broken. "What's wrong with your truck ?" Brody asked. "Bitch, bitch, bitch. When I parked my truck I had almost a half tank of gas. That bitch next door apparently syphoned all the gas out to put in her vehicle. " Walter said and kicked the front tire.
"If it's just gas that's not a problem. I was headed to get gas for my mower. Hop in and we will get gas for your truck." Brody said. "Your kind but I can walk to town and buy a gas can and get some." Walter said. "And why would you do that when I am headed that way, have extra cans in the back of my truck, and am coming right back by here." Brody said with pride welling in his chest. "Finally I can take care of him." Brody thought. "If it's not any trouble." Walter said looking up towards the smiling face. "No trouble at all. Plus I won't take no for an answer. You wouldn't want to argue with a law man would you ?" Brody said smiling even bigger. "If you are sure it's no trouble." Walter said. "Get in the truck." Brody laughed.
Walter got in the passenger seat of the truck. "Are you sure this is no trouble. I don't want to interrupt your day." Walter said. "Just buckle up. You aren't interrupting anything." Brody said as he turned the truck around and headed to town. Walter insisted on paying for his can of gas so Brody did not argue. Brody got in the truck and buckled up while Walter paid for his gas. Shifting in the seat he realized that one of his large balls had slipped out of the leg of his shorts. Brody reached down to correct the problem but smiled and decided to leave things as they were. "Do your job buddy." Brody whispered.
Walter took his seat in the truck and buckled his seatbelt. "Ready ?" Brody asked. Walter looked over but before he could get to Brody's face he saw the large ball resting against Brody's hairy leg. "Yes." Walter said with a scratchy voice. All of a sudden his mouth was painfully dry and his tongue felt like it was going to stick to the roof of his mouth. That quickly changed as Brody shifted in the seat to look for on coming traffic and the exposed ball rolled as he did. At that point Walter thought he was going to drown because his mouth was watering so bad.
"Not being nosey but where were you headed ?" Brody asked. "Um.. me ?" Walter asked with his eyes still glues to the prize. Brody smiled to himself knowing that he had gotten Walter's attention. "Where were you headed when you ran out of gas ?" Brody asked. Walter lightly shook his head to regain his thoughts. "I was headed to Dothan." Walter said. "Friends in Dothan ?" Brody asked. The word friends snapped Walter out of his trance. "Nope. No friends. I was just going over there to spend the day." Walter said as he turned and looked out the window. "Oh fuck. What did I say ?" Brody thought. "Well this won't set you back long." Brody said. "I think I have had all the adventure I need for one day. I will go back to the trailer park." Walter said.
"You alright over there ?" Brody asked as they pulled up behind Walter's truck. "Yeah I'm fine." Walter said. Both men got out of the truck and Walter grabbed the gas can. The can held five gallons which would be just a little over how much was missing. It took a few tries but the truck fired up. "You still going to Dothan ?" Brody asked. Walter was silent as he looked at Brody. Brody stood with one arm on the roof of the truck and the other on the door. His short tank top had risen and Walter's eyes were glued to the hairy belly button staring him in the face. "Earth to Walter." Brody said. "Oh sorry. What ?" Walter said clearing his throat. "Are you still going to Dothan ?" Brody asked. "No I am just going home." Walter said. Walter turned his head and looked towards the gear shifter in the floor of his truck. "Everything alright ?" Brody asked. Walter sat as though he was frozen.
"Come with me." Brody said reaching in and partially pulling Walter out of the truck. Brody's truck was still running with the air conditioner on. "What ?" Walter said. "Get in." Brody said pointing to the passenger door. Walter walked around and got in the truck and shut the door. Brody sat in the driver's seat and turned a little to face Walter. Walter's heart stopped as he looked at Brody's crotch. "Just a half inch.... please.... Walter prayed and Brody's cock would be free of the cloth and he could see what he was missing. "What have I done ?" Brody said. "Walter looked into the deep brown eyes. "What are you talking about ?" Walter asked.
"You are zoning out on me. What have I done ?" Brody asked. "It's not you. It's me. Every time I see you I have fucked up in some way. You must think I am a fool." Walter said turning to look out the window. "What in the world are you talking about ?" Brody asked. "Well you caught me and kept me from falling. You found the paycheck I lost. I answer the door when you brought it to me... naked. And now I am sitting on the side of the road out of gas." Walter said. Brody caught the catch in his voice realizing that Walter was trying his best not to cry. "You do not come off as a fool." Brody said. "Needy then." Walter said. "I think you are the least needy person I know." Brody said. "I am sure that you did not want to be someone's knight in shining armor." Walter said. "Is that such a bad thing ?" Brody asked. "For me it is. I have to depend on me and no one else." Walter said. "Well I quite enjoy being a knight in shining armor." Brody said.
"What are you going to do today now ?" Brody asked. "Just go home." Walter said. "Running out of gas is no reason to go home and watch movies all day." Brody said. "No worries there. I don't have a television." Walter laughed. Brody sat for a minute trying to come up with anything he could to spend time with Walter. "Look, how would you like a late day picnic ?" Brody asked. "Picnic ?" Walter asked. "I have permission to use a private area of the river with a swimming hole that the Hinson family owns. I was going to pack a light picnic and go there this afternoon. Care to join me ?" Brody asked. "Sounds wonderful but I don't want to be in your way. Besides you may have to rescue me in some way." Walter said with a slight chuckle. "Well I am an ex Marine Special Ops. Rescue is my specialty." Brody said. "I am sure that you have someone else you had rather take but thanks for asking." Walter said. "Look Walter, If I had not wanted you to go I would have never mentioned it." Brody said. "I don't need pity." Walter said. "Did I mention pity ? I would love the company." Brody said.
"You are just feeling sorry for me. I appreciate it but don't need it. Plus I don't have anything at my house to add to the meal other than vienna sausage." Walter said. "Don't need to bring anything but yourself. What I had planned to pack would probably feed five. I just want to go to the river and relax." Brody said. "I appreciate the offer but you couldn't relax if you kept having to rescue me. " Walter said. " Decision made. I will by to pick you up at three. Be ready or I will hook up to that camper and pull it with me." Brody said. "Are you sure ?" Walter said. "Like I said. It's decided. No arguments." Brody said. " I guess I will see you at three then. If something else comes up don't worry about it." Walter said. "Unless the world ends I will see you at three." Brody said.
Brody sat and waited until Walter's truck was turned around and headed back to the park. "Holy fuck. What did I just do ?" Brody thought. Realizing he had no items for a picnic nor any clue what to fix he pulled out and turned at the next road to work himself back around to head to town. At the grocery store he spoke to a couple of the employees that gave him ideas for a simple picnic. Nothing to cook but sandwiches to make and fruit and cheese to prepare. He decided against wine not knowing if Walter drank alcohol or not, and also thought it may a bit forward. He decided on bottled water and bottled tea. Stopping at the hardware store he purchased a large, heavy blanket and a larger ice chest. As he headed to the register he saw locking gas caps on one of the end caps.
As he drove home he felt ashamed of himself. He had exposed himself to Walter but then realized it was only fair. "You fucking idiot. The first gift you buy the man you are falling in love with is a locking gas cap." Brody said and shook his head.
Walter stood with one hand against the wall and the other feverishly jacking his hard cock. His eyes were closed as he licked his lips imagining that the escaped ball of Brody's was rolling around in his mouth. Walter turned his head in his arm while his fresh load still ran down the sink. The clock said eleven a.m. "Oh fuck. I only have four hours." Walter said aloud. Quickly grabbing a pair of warm up pants and t shirt he dug in the plastic tote he kept his clothes in to find a pair of black heavy mesh running shorts that he had bought years ago that he felt made him feel sexy and a tank top with low cut arms. Gathering the rest of his laundry and a bottle of body wash that he only used when he wanted to feel that he smelled extra good, he headed for his truck. The plan was to wash the clothes so they would not smell stale and to take extra time to wash his body real good in the shower at the camp ground.
Brody got all of the groceries in the house. After he sat the last bag down he quickly removed his shirt and shorts. Wiggling his hips allowed the oversized cock and balls to wave freely. "Alright you three. You have to behave this afternoon. This is your free time while I fix the food. The grass can wait." Brody said.