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Angel sighs as they walk down a highway, backpack strapped to their back with all of their essential items (not that they have many), and they spot a gas station on the side of the road. Finally, they can rest their legs, even if it’s just for a bit. They weren’t the most athletic person, but the near-constant walking was helping with that. They knew running away from home would be hard, and they don’t regret it, but they do wish that they had a car. Or a bus. Or anything faster than legs really.
They ruffle through their bag, checking their supplies for the fifth time today, making sure they packed everything they needed. Clothes, water, snacks, money. The essentials. Angel wonders sometimes if they were being a bit extreme by doing this.. going off the grid to get rid of some annoying roommates, and a rapist, but plenty of people have had to be around their rapist, so why is Angel being so.. dramatic? They shake their head, ridding themself of these stupid doubts. They would’ve killed themself if they had to stay there any longer.
They reach the gas station, reaching their hand towards the metal door and pushing it open. The bell chimes, loud and annoying, announcing their arrival in the store. An employee says something to Angel, probably a greeting, but Angel ignores them. They beeline to the bathroom, stopping for a second as they try to decide which one to use today.. they decide on the men’s, feeling a little more masculine today. They walk in and search to see if this station has a shower.. they would love to be able to take one. They smell a little like sweat and they reach up to grab a strand of hair, rubbing it between their fingers. Greasy.. yeah, they should ask an employee if there’s a shower, not spotting one in the bathroom.
A man walks into the bathroom as Angel is leaving, accidentally bumping their shoulder. The man mumbles an apology, but Angel doesn’t stay long enough to even get a glimpse of the man. Angel walks up to the cashier, setting their elbows on the counter. “Hey, do you guys have a shower here?” They ask the employee, who looks bored. The employee looks down from the counter at Angel, and Angel fidgets slightly under his gaze. God, why do men just love to stare at Angel? The employee finally answers. “Uh, nah, we don’t, sorry.” Angel rolls their eyes. Of course. Okay, whatever, time to walk to a fuckin’ hotel or something.
Angel leaves the store, not needing anything else. They sigh, sitting on the sidewalk for a moment. The man from the bathroom leaves the gas station, heading to a big ass semi-truck in the back parking lot. Huh.. now that’s an idea. Angel decides to call out to the man. “Hey! Guy!” They shout after him, the man apparently not hearing them. Once they catch up to the man, they tap his back, not being nearly tall enough to reach his shoulder. “Hey!” They say again. The man turns, raising an eyebrow and looking down at Angel with a neutral expression. “Yes?” He asks. Suddenly, Angel feels a little awkward, not sure how to ask..
“Uh, where ya headed?” Angel asks, trying to keep the conversation casual while also getting information. The man turns, going back to putting gas in his truck while talking. “I’m heading to the next town over from here, it’s about a day's trip.” The man responds, inserting the gas pump into his truck. Angel thinks it’s a little lewd, how those things work. They try to knock the dirty thoughts out of their head, and especially the worse thoughts about the man in front of them. Angel thinks of all those pornos where the girl gets a ride from a trucker and the guy makes her ‘pay a price’ for the transport. They roll their eyes at their own brain.
“Any chance I can come with? It doesn’t need to be long, you can just drop me off at the next place you stop.” Angel asks. The man finishes pumping his gas, putting the nozzle back on the pump. “Sorry, what is your name?” He asks. Angel blanks, only now realizing that they hadn’t told the stranger their name, let alone learned his. “Ah! Sorry, it’s Angel.” The stranger hums. “Good to meet you, Angel.” He turns and opens the driver's side door. Before closing it he adds. “You can come with me, though it may not be very exciting.” He shuts the truck door, starting the engine.
Angel walks around the other side, suddenly a little excited for the small adventure. Anything to get further away from it all. Angel opens the door and struggles slightly to get in the truck, having to haul themself into the seat. The seat itself is soft, a few small stains here and there, but otherwise very clean. Angel finally takes a moment to actually look at Lee, and he’s actually very simple looking, way taller than Angel with a bit of a belly on him. He’s wearing a brown puffy jacket with some slightly dirty jeans, black boots protecting his feet. He stares forward at the road, either not realizing Angel is staring, or ignoring them on purpose. Angel thinks that maybe they underdressed for running away, just wearing their usual lounge clothes.
Oh well, once Angel finds a place to settle down, they’ll get some nicer clothes. Lee cranks the middle stick forward, pressing his foot on the gas and slowly driving out of the lot. When he’s out on the highway, Lee decides to break the silence. “If you’d like some music, feel free to put something on. I don’t really listen to anything.” Lee says, and Angel hums. “You don’t listen to music??” Angel asks, shock lining their voice. Lee smiles a little at the reaction. “No, I don’t. Sometimes I listen to podcasts or the news, but nothing more.” Lee says, keeping his eyes on the road. Angel shakes their head. “Well, we need to change that.” Angel plugs their phone into Lee’s radio, looking through their playlists for something Lee might like.
They go for something softer, assuming that Lee wouldn’t really enjoy the heavy stuff just yet. A sweet melody plays in the car, calm guitar and a gentle voice sings. Angel waits, letting Lee enjoy the song before asking him about it. They sit in silence for a while, letting the pretty song play through the car uninterrupted. Finally it comes to a close, and while Angel looks for a new song to put on, they decide to question Lee about it. “Did you like it?” They ask simply. Lee nods. “Yes, it was nice.” Angel raises an eyebrow. Just nice? Okay, well Angel will blow his socks off with the next one.
“Do you like rock?” Angel asks, a mischievous grin on their face. “I’m not sure, I haven’t heard it much. I was only ever introduced to classical music.” Lee replies, eyes focused on the road ahead. Angel snickers. “Cool, this is gonna blow your mind.” Angel says, and lets the intro to ‘Closer’ begin to play. Angel leans back in their seat and smiles smugly. The song starts fast, the lyrics immediately making Lee start to sweat. Angel doesn’t notice, but his grip on the steering wheel becomes tighter. This is definitely sacrilegious.
Lee swallows. Something bubbles up in his groin. He’s never heard music like this, which is probably why he’s reacting this way. He gets hard through his jeans, suddenly yearning for a place to put it. In normal circumstances, he would jerk off in his truck, but that won’t work right now. Angel looks up at him as the song starts to close, the instrumental still playing sharp in the background. “So.. how’d you like it?” Angel asks, a sly grin on their face. “Ah.. it was good.” Angel quirks an eyebrow. They scoot a little in their seat and lean over the center console, nudging Lee. This only makes it worse for him, but Angel doesn’t know that.
“Okayy.. if it was good then why are you being weird about it?” Angel asks, eyeing the man. Angel thinks there might be something wrong with them.. ever since that happened to them, they haven’t been able to get weird intrusive thoughts about sex with random men out of their head. Especially when it’s an attractive man. It’s probably their brain trying to make itself feel better or whatever, but it’s still annoying. Even more annoying when they can’t stop thinking about how big Lee’s dick might be. They do everything in their power to not look at his crotch.
Lee flinches a little at the touch, which Angel finds confusing. “I’m not being weird about it.” He denies, doubling down on his neutral demeanor. “You’re totally being weird about it!” Angel bursts out laughing, which causes Lee to go a little red. “Was the sex thing too much for you?” Angel teases. “Didn’t know you were such a puritan.” They add. Lee wants to look at them, see the face he’s sure they’re making, but he keeps his eyes on the road. “I- I’m not, I’ve just never listened to music like that before.” Lee tries to defend himself. Angel wants to push his buttons more. “Hmm, soooo you’re not a puritan? Do you have loads of sex then?” Angel says, and they watch as Lee becomes a sinful shade of red. Eyes on the road.
“No..” Is all Lee says, his embarrassment palpable. Angel almost feels bad for asking, but the way Lee is reacting is making their body warm. Angel presses their back against their seat. “Kind of a shame, really, it’s a nice truck..” After a moment, Angel adds. “Anyone would be happy to get fucked in it..” Angel notices when Lee’s eyes go wide for a moment, before turning back to a neutral face. He’s still bright red, though. “Anyone…” Lee says it in under his breath, almost inaudible. Angel doesn’t point it out.
Angel wishes that they had a good reason for it when they leaned down over the console and squeezed themself under Lee’s arm. They end up with their head in Lee's lap. Lee can’t stop it now, his boner was going down, but it immediately perks back up. Angel feels it against their cheek. “Uhh, Lee? Are you..?” They taper off. “Hard? Yes.” Lee says, a slight shake to his voice. Angel’s face turns red as well, and they get a little nervous. They press on, really wanting to get a look at this guy's dick. They nuzzle into his bulge more, feeling it strain against his pants. With their hands, they delicately undo his belt, unzipping his fly when it’s out of the way. They see his grey boxers and pull those down too.
His dick stands tall, free from the fabric and dripping. Lee gasps and huffs. “Angel, you can’t do this right now.. it’s dangerous.” He says, and Angel considers stopping, but they might not get the chance to do this again… it’s also fun to tease Lee. Angel licks the tip of his cock, and he almost breaks the steering wheel. He drives with one hand, keeping his other on Angel's head. Angel takes him deeper down their throat, opening their cheeks and gagging when Lee’s cock reaches a little too far. Lee’s hips begin to move on their own, and he can’t hold himself back from grabbing Angels hair and shoving their head into his groin, cumming down their throat.
Lee pants, his hot white cum still spurting down Angel’s surely bruised throat. Angel swallows it happily, drinking the older man’s cum like their life depended on it. Angel sits up, tired and spent. Lee is still breathing heavy, and with a dazed look, he speaks. “I- think we should find a hotel to spend the night at.” He says. Angel already finds fault in his suggestion, but they can't help but agree. “Sure.” Angel says with a yawn. They see a tiny smile appear on Lee’s face. Angel hopes that they didn’t make the wrong decision.