Now here's the scene; Doug was the driver and me a young student fresh from college. I had been chosen to go with him to oversee loading of this big milling machine we were supposed to be collecting.
It was the boss who gave the order but Doug had done the choosing. There had been knowing smiles when we left the yard. Perhaps the sight of a big muscular guy and me, a handsome shapely youth, were reason enough.
Anyway you can read what happened that day and the following night in 'A Trucker Drives it Home' and 'Truckers get full on in oil'. For legal reasons I must make the point that I was over twenty and that I had consented to everything that happened to me.
In brief I had been playing up to him. I admired his physique so I took my shirt off to show off my smooth chest and enlarged nipples. He nearly came off the road a couple of times looking at me so we stopped and went for a swim at a local beauty spot. We really had no idea some other truckers had sneaked up behind some trees and the price of them keeping quiet about it was obvious.
Doug however took it badly and got particularly annoyed at the way I just 'lay back and let it happen', as he said. I am afraid I have to confess that I loved every moment of it despite the danger of the situation. Those guys fairly filled me up and I just felt so good after.
As for the events the following night they will become clear from the arguments later related in this story. Anyway when we got to this truck haven place, where there was a hostel, Doug made himself scarce and started arranging things behind my back. Whatever he thought he was trying to do, it backfired badly and I was literally left to fuck my way out of a difficult situation. And then yea, I ended up getting ganged. But let's leave that for now and move on to the next morning.
"OK now for the real job; let's hope you're up for it." Doug was trying to reassert his authority now. He saw himself as the older man with experience like he had a proper job; he was a trucker while there I was, at best just an inexperienced student and at worst; then Doug sort of completed the sentence out loud. "Because yesterday the way you behaved was more like a fucking Cum-slut. Anyway" he said shaking with anger then added "Enough said on that; now let's get this fucking job done properly, right?"
We got to the place late morning; I remember Doug parked near a weighbridge and got told to move on somewhere else which seemed to annoy him. "Doesn't anyone in this place know we're coming?" he muttered. "Hey excuse me." he shouted to one guy. "We've come to collect the mill." All he got was a shrug. The guy pointed vaguely in the direction of an office.
Doug strode over commandingly with me trailing obediently behind. "Yea right who's dealing with this? We've come for the mill right." he said to a guy at the desk.
"Yea well er.." the guy looked at his watch. "I don't know who's around, we're on a very critical run right now you know. You'd better take a seat over there."
On our way over I had noticed a rather smart looking office surrounded by flower beds with a sign 'Director' outside. I excused myself from where we were sitting and went over.
"Oh yes come in. You must be Carl then yes. Greg said you were on your way. My name is Angus by the way and you are most welcome". he said smiling and looking me up and down. "Right now you'll be wanting to get that mill loaded because you've quite a long way to go haven't you. Let's go to the office"
Angus quickly took command. Everyone stood up and immediate arrangements were put in hand. In less than two minutes several guys arrived, I introduced them to Doug and made as if to accompany them to the truck.
"Oh no need for you to along, my guys all know what they're doing. Hey come with me we can snatch a bite to eat while they're at it". Angus ushered me into his spanking new 4by4 and drove me the short distance up to his house. It was a big spacious bungalow set on a low hill overlooking the plant. It was pleasantly cool inside with air-con and lots of indoor plants.
"This is my wife Cindy" he said as she too seemed to look me up and down admiringly.
"So you must be Carl then." she commented
"Oh yes I'm very sorry I should have introduced you properly" said Angus hastily apologising.
We sat down to an excellent cold buffet during which Angus quizzed me about my work, my experience, my hobbies, my ambitions and everything. Although it was interrupted by pleasantries about passing the salad etc., it almost seemed like a job interview.
"I must apologise for Angus, he can be so boring when he goes on about work all the time. Why don't you two go for a quick dip?" Cindy suggested then going over to the window added. "They won't be ready for a while so why not just relax for a bit?"
Taking it as a cue Angus leapt up from the table and beckoned me to accompany him. I mean there wasn't any 'would you like to?' about it. Also he was supremely fit and athletic so not to accede would have looked bad. After he had stripped naked and dived in, I did the same.
We played this insane ball game in the pool for a while. I'm not sure what the rules were but we had a lot of fun. I hardly knew this guy but there we were laughing together each time we made physical contact. Then at one point, as if correcting himself, he suddenly stopped looked me in the eyes and ran his hand down my side.
