Arms touched, then knees, sometimes his whole right leg was pressed against Hoyle’s leg. Gay porn They followed the traffic from the speedway till out of town, then they turned off to head home following the undulating old blacktop through the countryside.“You going over to Hoyle’s tonight?”’“Yes, sir, after I help you get everything put away.”“I can do that. Tanner and Hoyle stood in the bed of the truck, neither able to stand still.Tanner and his dad rode home talking of the night’s racing, Hoyle winning the last race and his dad coming in second. Mostly around the farm and the countryside.”“If you want to ride with us one weekend, I’ll give you a call.”“Okay.”“I think the coals should be ready.”Dirty plates and a few empty beer bottles sat on the counter. Hoyle’s car was a 1984 Oldsmobile Cutlass, or at least what was left of one. It was as if he saw the question of where to go to see the race etched on Tanner’s face.Tanner mimicked Hoyle, one step up on the fender, then the next on the window sill, and finally a quick twist around as he hopped on top of the car.
