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Mike
Chapter 5
At about seven Sunday morning a couple days later in Vermont, John went out to his half-ton and headed north and through town toward the border for his meeting with Mike. About three miles out of Derby as he looked into his rear-view mirror he saw him. As soon as he looked the lights started flashing.
"Damn it all!" John cursed. He slowed and pulled over.
He kept his eye on the rear-view mirror and watched as George got his bulk out of the cruiser and swaggered up to his car door. John took his time rolling down the window, and with all the restraint he could muster he said "George is something wrong?"
"Where you goin' this mornin' John"
"Well now George I don't see as this is any business of yours."
"You fuckin bastard quair!" John could see George's face flushing deep red "I oughta haul you in right now. Where the fuck you goin' John? It's too early fer church and the stores ain't open."
John took a deep breath trying to control his own turmoiled rage. "Maybe you should be arresting me then George because unless you have some legitimate reason for knowing where I'm going, I don't have to tell you anything." He paused. George was into the puffing and sputtering stage. John continued. "You can sputter and puff all you like George but you know I'm right. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going." He rolled up the window and put the car in gear and drove off leaving George standing there.
George of course knew that John was right and chose much to his great irritation not to follow John but let him go.
When John finally got to Derby Line about fifteen minutes later he found a phone booth and called Arnie telling him what had happened.
"Arnie? George just stopped me on the highway again. I'll call you later to tell you what happened. But this is what I want you to do in the meantime. I want you to set something up for me for Tuesday, I'm not going to fuck up my plans for that bastard."
John continued as Arnie just listened. "Call the commissioner. I want to talk to him, and tell him I will meet him at the police station on Tuesday morning at 9 AM. You can decide how much he knows about what's going on. But make sure he knows it is important enough that he will have to be there. I also want you, as my lawyer, to tear a strip off of Fuckhead and tell him we want to see him on Tuesday as well... don't tell him that you are calling the commissioner."
"Sounds good John, I'll get the ball rolling, have a good day and I'll talk to you later" Arne hung up with a bemused smile on his face. John was more than angry now. It seemed as though George had finally overstepped his boundaries where John was concerned.
John hung up, feeling a lot better. If everything worked out the way they planned George would be eating shit on Tuesday morning.
He got back into his truck drove to the border. He didn't see George anywhere but it wouldn't surprise him if he was watching for him. The Officers on both sides of the crossing knew him and he passed over without incident. He parked up the street from Janie's and went into the restaurant. He saw Mike already sitting toward the back talking to the waitress. He waved at John, who went over and sat down and they ordered immediately. John decided not to say anything about his latest run in with George, besides looking at Mike sitting there in his tight tee-shirt, any thought of what had just happened kinda faded away and was replaced by far more pleasant thoughts and feelings.
Mike was obviously a little nervous, and for several minutes not a lot was spoken between the two men. They ate quietly and talked about the weather and other inane topics.
Finally John said softly "So what do you want to do today?"
Mike blushed and bowed his head "I really don't know, I'm not even sure why I'm here, or if I should be here."
"Well, we can make it a breakfast and call it that and go our separate ways" replied John.
"No!" Said Mike looking around immediately, he had been more emphatic than he had anticipated. "Uh no" he said again more quietly "No, I want to spend the day with you if you are still interested, I'm just a little nervous about the whole thing... if George were to find out I would be finished."
John smiled wryly "I think we can be sure of that. But you can be just as sure that I will never tell him Mike. Listen why don't you park your car and we'll take my truck and drive around, we can talk and get to know each other.
"Yeah we could do that... that would be good. I'd like that"
They finished up and John paid for their breakfast to the protests from Mike. They went out and drove Mike's car to a public parking lot in town.
Mike got into the John's half ton and they took off up the highway north and out of town. At first both men were silent. Then John reached over and put his hand on top of Mike's on the seat beside him and smiled at him. That broke the ice. Mike closed his eyes and allowed the delicious sexual wave to overwhelm him. He turned his hand so that they were now holding hands. It felt so good and so right.
"You have to know John that I haven't agreed with George's ... uh campaign against you. I do my job but that's all"
"I figured that Mike"
Mike continued "I've tried to tell him that the surveillance of your place is wrong, but well... you know George"
John laughed, there was a derisive, contemptuous tone to the laugh. "Oh yeah George and I go back a long way, he's been my personal pain in the ass back to public school. He was always a bully and now he has the law on his side."
Mike looked at him. "Really?"
"Yeah he used to bully me all the time. Sean my brother would always be there to defend me, but George would find ways to get me when Sean wasn't around. The man is a bully." John said with some finality.
They drove in silence for a while. Mike was idly playing with John's fingers as they held hands "You know John" he said softly "I would really like to do more than just hold hands with you." He looked shyly at John.
"And I really want you to do more than hold hands with me" John grinned and gave a little chuckle.
About a mile later John suddenly slowed down and turned off the highway down a dirt concession road. They passed a couple farms but it seemed to be generally untravelled, and this being Sunday the chance of much traffic was even less. John found a small turnout into a woodlot. There wasn't much of a trail there but John managed to negotiate the truck in and turn it around so that they would have an easier time of get out. They were well hidden from the road.
Turning off the engine John turned to Mike. Nothing more needed to be said. Mike practically pulled him from his place behind the wheel on top of him. Their mouths were pressed against each other and their tongues eagerly exploring. They were moaning at the exquisite pleasure that comes from doing something so desired but "wrong"
They continued kissing squirming against each other, as John slowly started to unbutton Mike's shirt. The confines of the truck cab were obviously far too cramped for what they were trying to do. John paused and suggested they get out of the truck. Open and free to move now it was less than a minute before both men were naked and in each others arms, lips crushed together.
John had Mike lay back on the truck seat, as he eagerly made love to the young man's body, working his way down the man's torso to the prize. Mike had a beautiful member about seven and a half inches long, nicely shaped and cut.
When John finally reached it there was a small pool of precum waiting for him on Mike's belly. Mike was moaning out his pleasure. The anticipation of the last several weeks and days had him in a heightened state of sexual excitement. Then finally the touch of John hot wet mouth sliding over his throbbing member... well it was all that he could do not to explode at the first touch. He reached down and gently caressed John's back and the head, as he groaned with the intense electrical storm that was coursing through his cock and groin.
As John slowly started to fuck his face up and down on his cock it was more than Mike could handle and within moments the older man was drinking volumes of hot cum bursting from the young man's fountain.
John savoured the delicate flavour of the officer and continued to nurse on the gorgeous member in his mouth. He lay his face on Mike's belly as he did so feeling the heat of the man's flesh. He was in heaven.
They lay that way on the seat of the truck for a few minutes. Finally Mike slowly hoisted himself up a bit and as John also stirred up they kissed once more. John shared the remnants of the cum still in his mouth. Both men glowed inside with the moment they had just shared. Both understood the intensity of what had just transpired.
They got out of the truck still naked and without saying a word Mike knelt before John and drank his fill from the older man. He once again felt himself getting aroused as John traced his fingers through his hair. Mike looked up as he gently sucked on John's blood engorged rod. He saw tears streaming down the man's face, his expression one of complete ecstasy. A moment later Mike felt John's hands grip his head tightly and then the man's hips involuntarily jerk forward as the cum flowed in great spurting strings into his mouth and the back of his throat. He swallowed as rapidly as he could so that he wouldn't lose any of the rich nectar.
"Ohhhhnnnn YESSssss!!!" cried John out loud in spite of himself.
There was no doubting the profound, utter pleasure that was his at that moment. Mike milked John clean and then stood up and took John into his arms. They kissed long and hard stopping briefly to look deep into each other's eyes, before overwhelmed by what seemed to be sheer love for each other they were kissing again.
It was only when they heard a vehicle in the distance coming down the road that they broke apart and decided that they had pressed their luck long enough and quickly got dressed and back into the truck.
It was getting on into the afternoon so they decided to head back to Stanstead and Mike's car and the border.
"You know that I am hooked don't you?" Said Mike after they were on the road again. "What are we going to do?"
"You are right and I don't know, of course if we can get George off my case and to quit monitoring my house, you will be able to come over to my place."
"The likelihood of that happening of course is pretty slim, he hates you with a passion, and he is bound and determined to catch you."
"Well, we'll see if we can't do something about that" replied John with a smile, remembering what he had set up that morning with Arnie.
"When can we see each other again?" Asked Mike
"First we are going finish this day, but I don't know" said John.
They came to a small town call Ayers Cliff. It was at best only a village actually. John parked the half ton in front of a restaurant on the main street which was the hihhway. "This is a great little place; they make an excellent Sirloin steak, with all the fixins. I have an appetite that I need to feed."
They went in and ordered. They chatted happily about all manner of non-topics. They enjoyed an excellent lunch as John had predicted and got back on the road totally satisfied.
As they left the town limits Mike repeated his question from about an hour or more earlier. "So when do you think we can get together again?"
John glanced at him as he drove and smiled "As soon as possible my man, I think I would love to spend the rest of my life with you"
"How about tomorrow...?"
John gave Mike an almost startled look. "I ... Uh I can't tomorrow I ... I have some business out of town.
"Can I go with you to pick Gord up?" Said Mike, staring into John's eyes.
John went white "How do you know that?" Mike reached his hand to John's shoulder, "John, George has had your phone tapped, no wait..."
John was now not only frightened but in a rage. Mike gripped his shoulder tighter. He could see that John was too angry to speak, he was shaking with rage.
"John I'm the only one that knows about your calls, George only gets what I want him to know. He put me in charge of recording your calls. He's not bright enough to figure out how to do it; he only knew that's what he wanted. Sally didn't want anything to do with it and told George so. The other two let me just take it on. I've erased anything that might get you into trouble, but John I know about Gord.
John stared at Mike the high he had just been on with this man had come crashing to the earth, had he been taken?
"John, there is no proof of you and Gord anywhere and you are safe with me, I will never bring it against you. I had to tell you what is happening though." Mike said softly "You have to be extremely careful John."
John bowed his head looking totally defeated. They drove in silence for a bit.
John spoke first hesitatingly "I'm supposed to pick him up in Albany tomorrow morning and then I promised to bring him home."
Mike thought for a bit, "You might consider taking him home via other side of the Lake." (Lake Champlain)
John nodded only half listening. The officer was right of course after this morning George made it clear that his every move was being watched.
"You have to tell me Mike, what we had today, was that just part of the whole plan to get me? Are you going to turn me in now" Tears were once again coursing down his face, but this time they were tears of extreme sadness, as a sense of betrayal crept over him
Mike gently lay his hand on John's leg. "John pull over, for a minute ok?"
As John brought the truck to a halt at the side of the highway, Mike took his hand, and looking into his eyes, said; "What happened today was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. You have to believe me."
Mike looked at John earnestly, and then almost in a whisper "John you are what I've been looking for, I think I'm falling in love with you. "
"I know that you are having trouble believing me and I don't blame you. But John, you know I've known you for a while now, not by mutual agreement but, and I know George wouldn't be happy to know this, but with him tapping your phone and having me tail you he has made me want you all the more. George in a way brought us together." Mike gently caressed John's hand. He watched John slowly get more relaxed.
"John I'm going with you tomorrow, we'll both drive the young lad home, I can't very well charge you if I'm involved as well can I?
John thought about it in silence, could he trust this man, the fact that he had had sex with him said something, he couldn't charge him for that without implicating himself. He didn't have to tell him about the phone tapping. Maybe he could be trusted. If he couldn't be, John was already in deep shit so what difference would it make? He certainly loved the body that was sitting beside him.
"Well how would we do it?" he asked.
I'm coming to your place right now. If we hurry, we can sneak in on the shift change." He said looking at his watch. "We can park my car at my place. You pick me up in the alley behind my place, just drive by slowly and I'll hop in. No one is ever out back and no one will see us. I'll just keep down until we get to your place."
John thought about it. They had about a half hour to the shift change. They were just outside of Stanstead.
"Ok let's do it. It will be dark still when we have to leave in the morning. If Joe only sees me drive by he won't think anything and that is if he is even there." John started the truck again and drove the rest of the way into the town.
As he parked next to Mike's car he turned to the young officer. "Mike you have to know, I never did anything to Gord. He only stayed at my place till I figured out what he was wanting to do ... where he was wanting to go. I never touched him!"
"I believe you John. George would never, but I do. And George will never find out from me that Gord was even at your house."
John stared at the young man's face trying to read the truth in it for several moments. He had to trust him and somehow he did, but could he? He nodded and Mike gave his hand a squeeze and went to his car.
John watched as Mike drove away then a moment later followed to the border crossing. Passing over with no problems as usual. He didn't see George at all as he drove over to the alley behind Mike's home. Mike hopped in and ducked down until they were well out of town. Then he sat up in the seat ducking only when there was any traffic and when they approached the house. Pulling into his driveway John noticed the unmarked car up on the hill. He looked at his watch, it was almost time. Sure enough as he pulled up to the house he saw the car leave and drive by toward town. He parked and the two men got out and quickly walked into the house
From the side window in the kitchen the two men watched Joe drive up a few minutes later to take his place on the hill. Mike shook his head sadly. He took John by the shoulders and turned him so they were facing each other. He leaned forward and tenderly kissed John, and enveloped him in his arms.
They stood there for several minutes in full embrace their lips locked in love.
"John, I'm so sorry for all the hell that you have been through."
"It's not your fault Mike, don't worry I'll get through this too"
"No John, we'll get through this. I'll probably lose my job in the process but we will get through this together, if you want me to be with you."
"Nothing would make me happier than to have you at my side"
They walked hand in hand through the house as John gave Mike the "royal" tour. When they stopped to look in a room Mike would pull John close to him for a moment and then taking his hand they would move on to the next room. Finally they returned to the kitchen and John put the kettle on for coffee. Together they rustled up some sandwiches. They ate in silence just enjoying each other's company.
"Mike ?" asked John at one point, are you the only one that monitors my calls? I mean I have to make a couple calls but now I don't think I can."
"As far as I know John I'm the only one. The phone is hooked up to a taping device. Last night I took the tape out, so nothing is being taped right now."
John stared into Mikes eyes as if trying to read them. Mike knew that the man was having difficulty trusting him. He felt a lump forming in his throat.
"John I know you don't know if you can trust me or not, and I don't blame you. But I will not do anything to hurt you, I can only give you my word for what it is worth"
"I want to trust you Mike I really do, it just so difficult"
John decided that he really didn't have a lot of choice. He told Mike to make himself comfortable in the living room. "I have to make a couple phone calls"
In the kitchen alone he took a deep breath and dialled Arnie's number "Arnie, John here, sorry I took so long to get back to you I was busy today.
"That's OK John, I talked to the Commissioner as soon as I hung up from you this morning. He was not a happy camper, and though I don't think that he has much sympathy for you as a homosexual man he had to agree that what was happening to you is harassment and he will be in town 9 AM Tuesday morning."
"You think he'll side with George at all?"
John felt a small pang of worry in the pit of his stomach.
"John we have the law on our side and he had to agree with me on that. I made it clear that we would take it to court. I don't think that he wants to have his name associated with police state type tactics that George is using."
"If you're sure Arnie" Said John now not sure about it all. His throat was dry. "There is an officer on top of the hill right now, I'm really getting tired of this"
"Just hang in for a couple more days John"
"I'm going to be out of town tomorrow but I'll see you Tuesday morning, you want to meet early here at the house?"
"Sounds good John, how about I get there about 7"
"I'll provide breakfast Arnie... see you then"
John hung up and stood staring at the phone for several moments. Then he dialled his Brother Sean's number.
"Sean? John... listen I'm going to be away tomorrow but on Tuesday morning could you come here for breakfast with Arnie and me around 7?"
John listened for a moment
"Well there is a cop on the hill again tonight and George pulled me over this morning and threatened to tail me until he had something on me. I called Arnie this morning after George came after me and he called the commissioner in Montpellier. He has arranged a meeting with him at the Sheriff's office on Tuesday morning 9AM. So, Arnie is coming here for breakfast so we can go over his strategy."
"Good for you John, I've been talking to Arnie for some time now about this. You don't have to take this from that bastard. I'll be there, have lots of bacon"
Both men laughed, John hung up. He felt better having talked to his brother.
He walked into the living room and sat down beside Mike. "I'm so tired of this Mike" he sighed laying his head into the young man's shoulder.
They were startled a few moments later with the slamming of a car door out in the yard. John motioned Mike into the spare bedroom off the Living room, and went to the door. As he entered the kitchen there was a pounding on the door, and a voice unmistakably George's, bellowing out his name. He took a deep breath, steeled himself, walked to the door, and locked it. He then turned and went to the phone and called Arnie.
"Arnie, George is at the door pounding and bellowing like an angry bull, what should I do?"
George couldn't believe that the man had not opened the door but clearly locked it. He could see through the window that John was on the phone with someone. He wanted to beat the shit out of the little pervert, he was so angry. With a closed fist he continued to pound on the door, demanding that John open up to him.
Arnie could hear the commotion through the line, he had to think fast. "John don't open to him, can you get out of there at all? Turn out the lights, close any and all curtains you have, if you can get out of the house and hide in the barn or something till I can get out there. I'll call Sean and have him come out too... I'm on my way" with that he hung up.
There was silence for a moment outside and then John heard George on the radio calling in the troops to join him.
John, turned out the lights in the house and with Mike's help pulled the curtains and drapes.
Mike by now was terrified as well because he was about to be found out. John told him they would sneak out the back before the other officers got there and hide in the barn. With George back at the front door still bellowing, still pounding on the door, the two men crawled out of the bedroom window. John carefully pulled the window closed after him. Then they ran in the dark to the barn and entered as the officer that had been parked on the hill came roaring up the driveway.
George by now was calling to John to open the door or he would have to force his way in.
John and Mike could hear George and Joe talking about what they were going to do, and then George once again pounding on the door. The next thing they heard was glass breaking. John when to the front of the barn and peered through a window at the house. The kitchen light was on and he could see the two officers walking around.
"Ok Mike, we're going out the back door and into the woods, until my brother shows up then you can go back into the barn and I will go and join the battle. John was surging with a mixture of intense emotion, of fear and fury. George may think he had the law on his side, he may have thought he could bully this man around as he had all his life. What George didn't understand was that some people will only allow the bullying to go so far. With John he had just stepped well over the line.
John took another look at the house, he could see George walking around obviously going through his things, it filled him with revulsion. He led Mike through the barn and out the back. There was a bit of a trail down to the creek and woodlot. There they waited.
Not two minutes later they heard the sound of two vehicles coming very fast down the highway. Then throwing gravel as they raced up the gravel drive to the house. John told Mike to wait there.
John was already at the head of the driveway as the cars pulled up. His brother seemed to be out of the car before it even came to a complete stop. He had to call him to keep him from going into the house.
Sean ran over to him and hugged him. He could feel John shaking what he thought was fear, but when he looked into his brother's face he could see the seething rage. "I want that Bastard out of my house." was all John said as Arnie also ran up.
George apparently didn't even notice their arrival. John turned from Sean and Arnie and with them following close behind him he ran into the house. "George!!!" he shouted in a voice that rang throughout the house "Get your fuckin' ass out of my house"
George came running out of John's bedroom, in his hand he held a couple of John's magazines. He was obviously shocked to see John there in the first place because it hadn't occurred to him yet that John had escaped the house. He was even more surprised to see both Sean and Arnie there as well. Though he had seen John use the phone earlier, he never thought about who he might have called
"Planting evidence George?" Arnie asked in a matter-of-fact tone.
"I found these here, I have you now you pervert." He spat at John, who with clenched fists took a couple steps toward the officer. George actually backed away, at the move
"Get out of my house!"
"I know you have someone here and I want to know where he is!" George shouted back at him.
"So you think that you can just break into my house at will do you? Well you stupid fuckup, I'm going to have your ass for this."
"You think so do you? Well when the judge sees this stuff he'll throw the book at you" George shook the magazines at in his face.
Arnie moved between the two men. "Of course the Judge will have to believe that these magazines belong to John first won't he?" Arnie allowed that to sink in "George, you do have search warrant to break into this man's house?"
"I don't need a search warrant to enter the home of a known pervert" Blustered the sheriff. They all noticed that he was starting to look a little uncomfortable.
Arnie continued, "George go home now, take your magazines with you and leave this innocent law abiding citizen alone. We can talk it all out on Tuesday morning. I'm sure the Commissioner has spoken to you?" Arnie was always the master of the quiet understatement and communication.
Without waiting for response Arnie turned to Joe, "I'm sure that George told you that the we will be wanting you there too Officer Joe, as well as Pete and Sally and Mike."
"Now get out of this house."
The three men manoeuvred themselves so that they were almost herding the two officers out of the house. George once again disarmed by Arnie sputtered and chewed a bit but left, magazines in his hands.
They heard him cursing out side to Joe, and telling him to retake his post on the hill. A moment later they watched the two vehicles take off down drive to the highway.
John wondered what Mike was doing out in the barn. He smiled slightly to himself.
Sean pulled his brother into his arms and held him for several moments. "It's ok man, we're going to take care of this together, you're not alone in this Ok?"
"I know Sean"
"Listen I'm really tired all of a sudden." This wasn't a total lie, he suddenly felt all the adrenaline that his body had been pumping seem to drop off, and he wanted to sit down. Emotionally he was exhausted
"I'll stay with you tonight if you like John" offered Sean.
"No that's ok, I'll just clean up here and put some paper over the window. I guess I'll have to get that fixed tomorrow."
"Didn't you say you were going away tomorrow?
"Yeah, I just wanted to get away for a day to clear my head before Tuesday."
Sean thought for a moment and then said "Well if you're alright tonight, I'll come over tomorrow with Bert and we'll fix the door and window."
"I would really appreciate that Sean, I owe you big time." He looked over at Arnie "I owe you both big time, when this is all over we should have a huge BBQ out here, we'll spit roast a side of beef and a pig and invite a gang over. What do you think? Just like Mum and Dad used to do."
"That sounds great John" said Arnie "Now if you're alright I'm going to visit with Joe and then I'm going home."
With that Arnie shook hands with the brothers and left.
Sean offered to help John clean up some of the mess but John declined so he left shortly after Arnie did.
John got a broom and swept up the glass from the broken window in the kitchen and found some paper to tape over where the pane of glass had been broken.
Then he went out to the barn.
"Mike?" He said softly
"Yeah? Is it safe? "
"Yeah it's safe, let's go to the house"
As Mike appeared in the dim light they embraced and held each other, and then with his arm around Mike's waist they walked up the short distance to the house.
Once inside they walked from room to room inspecting what George and Joe had gotten into. The bedroom had been taken apart and when John saw the mess, he burst into tears. His clothes had been taken from the drawers and closet and thrown on the floor. The bed had been stripped; the mattress half removed. The whole bed had been moved around.
Mike surveyed the room and shook his head. "John I'm so sorry" he held John close comforting him.
They checked out the other rooms to be met by the same picture of shambles. Everything it seemed had been taken apart, and just thrown or dropped where the officers had stood. John couldn't believe the level of disrespect that he had been shown by an officer of the law. The total violation of his personal life, and rights.
He found his camera lying in the corner. He picked it up and saw that there was still film and several pictures left that could be used. He went around the house and took several shots in each room. He would have that developed. Even if the commissioner didn't want to come to the house he would be able to provide him with pictures.
Together they worked through the house and restored it to some semblance of order. Several times Mike would see John just standing there staring and crying at the mess. Mike would hurry over to his friend when he noticed this and would hold him close as a mother might hold her hurt child.
Mike had John sit down when they got to the kitchen. He put the kettle on for tea. They sat for a long time not really saying much. Mike watched John and held his hand softly rubbing the top of it with his thumb. "We'll get through this John, we'll get through this together" he said quietly at one point "You are not alone in this anymore.
John cried sobbing softly when Mike said this. Mike pulled John over to him and onto his lap and hugged him tight. "I love you John and I will take care of you from here on."
About a half hour later, John got up and kissing Mike went to the washroom to freshen himself up. Moments later he came out and said to Mike. "C'mon Mike we're going to Albany now, I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight and it is almost time to go anyway."
"John before we go we need to take these pictures to Arne. He can have them developed tomorrow while we take Gordon home"
John nodded and went out and brought the truck closer to the door and out of sight of the car on the hill. With Mike crouched down they took off down the drive and into town.
A few minutes later they were at Arne's home dropping off the camera. "Arne" John told the man "On the film in this camera are some pictures of what that animal did to my house. You need to have them developed for the Commissioner." He handed the camera to his friend and lawyer.
"I'm going to out of town tomorrow but will be back at night ... don't forget breakfast on Tuesday ok?"
Arne nodded and wished him well.
A few minutes later they were heading back out of town again. Both he and Mike were surprised that the unmarked car was still there even though the officer must have seen John heading into town. John pulled up beside the car telling Mike to stay down. He got out and walked over to the officer that was sitting there.
Joe rolled down the window. "Joe you might as well go and do some real work man; I won't be back until tomorrow night"
John got back in the half ton and continued down the highway As he got into the truck, he could see Joe on the radio. He just smiled, put his hand on Mike's shoulder. The warmth of the other man's body coming through the material somehow felt comforting. When they were out of sight of Joe, Mike sat up.
They drove in silence for much of the way, stopping at an all-night service station cafe‚ here they got gas and coffee before going on. It was about 4 in the morning when they arrived in the outskirts of Albany. John pulled into a small motel and after some knocking on the office door he was able to rouse the owner and book a double room for themselves. They got a mildly suspicious look at first but John explained they had been travelling all night and needed a place to crash for a few hours before they went on. That seemed to satisfy the man and they soon found themselves in a relatively nice room with two double beds.
They were both exhausted and after taking care of over loaded bladders collapsed on the beds. It hadn't been intended that way but it was about 7 AM the next morning when John awoke, lying on his back fully dressed exactly where he slowly started to recall collapsing three hours earlier. He half sat up and notice Mike on the other bed, the man was sort of curled up and had pulled the quilt over him. Mike stirred as he heard John getting up. They looked at each other and started to laugh.
"Oh yeah." chuckled John "I'm a hot date"
"I don't even remember laying down." muttered Mike "we musta been some tired"
He got up and walked over to the bed John was laying on, and lowered himself down beside the other man. He raised himself up on one arm and draped the other across John's chest. Then he leaned forward and they kissed. The kiss was felt by both men into the depth of their being and they were soon in full embrace. The only sounds coming from either of them were the soft moaning of pleasure.
Mike started to unbutton John's shirt and John his. They broke apart long enough to strip and crawl into bed under the covers. Mike had John lay on his back as he worshipped the man's body with his hands and lips and tongue. John couldn't believe the extreme pleasure that was consuming every nerve ending, every desire of his being. He allowed Mike to have him.
Mike was now working his way down John's belly. With his free hand he was gently working the inside of John's thigh. As his hand moved up and down on the smooth skin, the back of his hand was working John's ball sac.
Mike realigned himself and pausing to look first into John's eyes and smiling reflectively he now looked down at the prize that awaited him. John's cock was pulsing to the pounding of his heart in anticipation of what was to follow. Mike slowly lowered himself and slowly began to lick the length of the swollen member before him. John groaned out loud at the intensity of the response of the nerve endings in his rod. He felt the exquisite touch of Mike's tongue send lightning bolts through his body. "Ohhhn Mike I want you so bad"
With his hands he held Mike's head allowing his fingers to trace through the young man's hair. Mike continued to lick and suck and nibble on John's aching rod. The precum was flowing freely, Mike licking it up. He then continued down tenderly taking first one ball then the other into his mouth. Massaging each one with his soft tongue. He slid his arm under John's legs and pulled then up bending his knees. Mike sat up slight and moved around to position himself between the other man's legs and then bent forward and started once again licking but this time below the ball sac and onto John's anus. John lifted his ass up slightly to give Mike more access. The feel of Mike's hot wet tongue and the heat of his breath was like nothing John had ever felt before. He was moaning in pleasure.
Mike made good work of John's ass it was soon very wet and John felt Mike working first his tongue and then a finger into his anus. With one finger in, Mike moved back up to John's cock and slowly slid it into his mouth as he continued to work John's ass with now two fingers. Slowly fucking in and out twisting his fingers back and forth as he moved. He knew that John was not going to last much longer.
John could feel that familiar pressure building at the base of his cock . His hips involuntarily were bucking up and down causing his cock to fuck in an out of Mike's mouth. Mike was so hot by now, he wanted to have his mouth full of John's steaming cum. He sucked hard at the same time not removing his fingers.
"Uhhnn UUHNN!" Was all the sound that John could make as he exploded his seed into Mikes mouth and down his throat. "OOOHHHNNN FUCK Mike you are so hot"
Mike swallowed some of the cum but made sure that there was plenty left in his mouth. When he was satisfied that John was finished he sat up and still positioned between the older man's legs released the extra cum in to his hand and lubricated his own throbbing manhood. He removed his fingers and lifted John's hips as he sat up on his knees. With the cum that remained on his hand and fingers he applied some more lube to his partners ass. He brought his cock to the opening and slid it in.
To John it was indescribable the feeling of this man's cock into his ass. He had anticipated some pain but probably because he was so relaxed and so ready there was no pain at all, just a tremendous pleasure and sense of well being. He just lay there sometime with his eyes closed, sometimes looking up at the handsome young man that was giving him such pleasure.
Mike for his part was in another world. The ease with which he had slid in surprised him completely and the heat of John's body as it enveloped him only drove him on to heights of joy and gratification he never thought possible.
It seemed to Mike like he was hovering over John and making love to him for hours while it was only moments before his body could take no more and he found himself in the throes of probably the most intense and passionate orgasm he had ever experienced. His back arched with his head thrown back as he felt his cock pulsing the cum into John's bowel.
OOOOHHhhhnnnnn Fuck John! I think I am so fucking falling in love with you" he panted and the collapsed on him. As he lay forward onto John, he felt his cock slip out. They lay in each other's arms for several minutes. Both men were panting out of the intensity of what had just transpired.
John was the first to move... he put his hands-on Mike shoulder and pushed him up slightly and kissed him. "That was the most beautiful experience I've ever had. I never knew what love could be like. It has always been something in an alley or something hidden away. This was something different, thank you so much." They kissed again and continued in silence for several more moments.
"I don't know what came over me but this was so right John, I wanted you not just out of lust but I wanted to be part of you, it was s'posed to happen.
They kissed again and nothing more was said. Mike got up and then John and they both went to the bathroom, emptied their bladders and took a shower together. Both men were deep in thought.
A short while later they were sitting together on the bed when John looked at his watch "Oh shit! We gotta get going, Gordie's bus is going to arrive in a few minutes."
John jumped up and started to get things together. Mike just sat there. "What's the matter Mike?" He stopped what he was doing and looked at Mike.
"John, would you mind if I just go back home on the bus? I don't feel right about going with you and Gord."
John thought for some time. "You know Mike, Gord was nothing to me. I just promised him I would take him home is all"
They looked at each other for a few moments. "John I don't know what is coming and how all this with the Chief is going to work out tomorrow, but I want to be with you as long as I can, but I think I'm going back on the bus, I think I have to. I'll see you when you get back" with that he got up and kissed John and then got dressed, and made sure his bed looked slept in.
John was disappointed but somehow, he understood and a few minutes later having checked out of the room they were pulling into the parking lot at the bus station. There they said a quick farewell and went their separate ways, John looking for the bus from the South and Mike buying a ticket to take him back home. Both men were still glowing from the meeting of their bodies and souls that morning and living in anticipation of what might be.