After they went to the house to change, Seth drove to the lady's house and she took them out back where the shed used to be. Working together, loading the debris into the back of the truck, they were done in good time and had a little extra money in their pockets.
Working next to Theo was quite a distraction though. Seth wanted to go over to him all the time to touch him and lick the sweat off his skin. He had to shake himself out of it and wonder at all these new feelings.
The scrap yard was on the outskirts of Ashbury, with train tracks running just east of it. Seeing all the piles of stuff, Theo looked kind of intimidated, but it was all pretty well organized. Seth didn't think they would have any trouble finding what they needed.
But first, the guy in charge of the scrap yard looked over what they had, picked out what was usable and paid a little bit of money for it. The rotten and rusted stuff would go to the dump, but before going to the dump, they looked for wood for the porch.
Seeing some pieces of wood that had been fitted together, Seth showed them to Theo. "A picnic table would be just the thing. This could be the top of it. Eating outside when the weather is nice, can't you just see it?"
"I can but I don't know if I can build one. I guess it's another thing I can look up online."
"I can help you put it together," Seth volunteered. "It's going to be a big one, but that's not a bad thing for when you have people over."
They ended up with a good amount of wood for the table and for the porch that didn't cost too much. "I just spent more than we made," Theo said.
"Easy come, easy go," Seth said with a shrug, but he wasn't happy that Theo didn't let him pitch in with some of his own money.
Loading the wood into the back of the old truck, Seth noticed two guys in a big, new truck who looked like they were making fun of them. He heard one of them call out, "nice ride" as he snickered. After those guys drove away, Seth told Theo, "I think those guys were laughing at this old truck."
"Who cares?"
"It doesn't bother you?"
"I'm not ashamed of it," Theo said. "It's not like I'm going to use it to pick up guys."
Seth felt a sharp stab of jealousy at that. "Are you gonna be...? I mean..." He couldn't get the words out. He didn't want to know that Theo might want to be with other guys.
"Are you worried I'm going to be bringing guys home to fuck?" Theo asked him, his eyes hard.
"No. I was just... I don't know." It hurt to think of Theo with anybody else, but he had no real claim on him.
What if he did? What if he could claim Theo for his own? They were sitting inside the truck when Seth reached for him, angled his face and kissed him. He meant to do it gently, like a question, but the turmoil inside him wouldn't let him. It made the kiss deeper, it made his hands restless, grabbing for Theo, needing the feel of his skin, his cock.
It didn't happen right away, but when Seth started rubbing Theo's cock through his jeans, Theo pushed him off. "Back it up. You think because I did it once, I'll service you all the time?" His voice was a hoarse whisper, the expression in his eyes sad and serious. "Is that what this is?" he was asking like someone who didn't really want to know the answer because he was dreading it.
"No, I..."
"I'm not your slut," Theo said.
"I don't think that. I just..." He got jealous. That was the truth. Jealous of some guy Theo might want instead of him. But how could he say that?
"Let's just go," Theo said.
As they got on the road, he glared ahead and didn't say a word, and Seth didn't know how to explain himself. It could be that what they did was just a one off, and Theo didn't want it to ever happen again. Seth hated to think that was true, that he would never be allowed to touch him again.
To get to the dump, they drove along the train tracks. Smoky, gray clouds were racing across the sky, and Seth wondered if bad weather was on the way.
When they got to the dump, Theo didn't get out of the truck. He just sat there, and Seth worried that he upset him real bad and now Theo didn't want to have anything to do with him.
"Theo, I'm..."
Theo cut him off. "I've already been through this once with someone I thought was my friend. As soon as he found out I was gay, he turned all grabby."
So that's why. But Theo had him all wrong. Or did he? Seth did pounce on him the very second he found out. Maybe there wasn't any difference.
"When you told me, I did think of you in a way that got me all stirred up," Seth told him truthfully. "And then with what happened last night, I got carried away. I won't get grabby again."
"Last night was my doing. I shouldn't blame you for getting the wrong idea." Theo opened the truck door, got out, and they got to work unloading the stuff that was too far gone to be of use.