Page 18 of Rocking the Trucker

Gabriel giggled and ended up tripping over a high spot in the curb.

“Careful there, or you’ll end up breaking something and we don’t want that,” Sam pulled him back.

“No, a broken arm is the last thing I need right now.”

Sam smiled into the dark as Gabriel began to edge closer to him. While he knew they should not be too overt in their love, Sam could not take the rock star’s hand and lace their fingers together. Just that simple touch settled the uneasy feeling in his soul that had begun when the first woman approached their table.

When he heard Gabriel sigh, he knew holding hands was the right thing to do at the moment. Tomorrow they would move to Tulsa, the next stop on the tour, and stay at the RV park they had found online that had a space big enough for their vehicle, as well as everything else they needed. Alan had even arranged to have a rental car delivered so they would not have to move from one church to another while they were in the area.

“Tired?” he asked as the church came into view.

“I know I slept a lot already today, but yeah, I think I am. But I don’t know that I’ll be able to sleep without snuggles,” Gabriel said softly just before he rested the side of his head against Sam’s shoulder.

Sam sighed as his cock filled. Holding his man, with or without sex, was just fine with him. “Snuggles sound good.”

Chapter Ten

“Want to play a game?” Gabriel asked as they pulled into the truck stop for gas, food, and a break from the road. The sun was going down, his next concert wasn’t for two more days, and he was bored. They planned to stay at the truck stop overnight and then move on to Abilene in the morning.

None of their trips had been long, but after three weeks of moving every few days, he was feeling like a gypsy.

“What kind of game?”

“Hookup.” Gabriel said with a grin.

Sam looked at him for a moment then returned his grin with one of his own. He turned his attention back to driving his truck forward when the truck using the gas pumps moved out. “And how do we play this game?”

“You do what you have to then park the truck and come find me. When you find me you can fuck me.”

They had never played this game before, though Gabriel always wanted to. Ever since Sam had told him stories about how gay truckers found hookups at truck stops just like this.

Sam looked at the building for a moment before looking at him again. “And what am I looking for?

Gabriel pulled a light purple bandana out of his pocket and opened it. “How about this?”

A glance at Sam’s jeans found the front of them filling at just the thought of having sex in a semi-public space such as a bathroom stall or one of the shower rooms.

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