But before they left Barstow, Mack had been cajoled into buying a wreath from a table at the truck stop and hanging it on the truck’s radiator. “Better if the other truckers don’t see us go together. Gay porn He’d already given the torso harness, the boots, the captain’s cap, and Mack’s musculature a good look. He lived alone in a doublewide on a small lake in the folds of the Rocky Mountains near Gunnison, Colorado. He’d take the little piece back to his sleeper cab and fuck the hell of him—and the young guy would let him do it. He’d tuck in as many of those he could this holiday season, but he already was thinking that this would be a special one. I like it real in everything, not just in Christmas trees.”“And raw? I go up onto the mountain and cut it myself. Time to put a bit of a damper on this, for now. He didn’t bother to button it, though. They hadn’t been long back on the road, pointed toward Las Vegas on I-15, when Mack began to wish that Tanner wasn’t going only as far as Denver and that the older man started to think of the two being together even beyond his own immediate destination, Kansas
