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Somethin' Bout A Truck

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That ratty, beat-up ole Chevy rolled on down the dusty road as the sun was just starting to meet the horizon. The dash read seven-thirty two, and the vehicle’s occupants had just gotten off work. As they pulled to a stop, the six packs of Budweiser slid into the toolbox, and the engine stalled. The two doors opened and two pairs of dusty, worn boots hit the ground.

“El, you just make sure no one sees us; I’ll open up the gates.”

“Keith, r’you sure Mr. Potts ain’t gonna mind us sitting out here?”

Keith just unlatched the gate marked “NO TRESPASSING,” and turned to grin at Ellis.

“We ain’t hurting nobody, Ellis. What’s the big deal?”

Ellis straightened his cap and reached to grab the beer, but Keith hopped back up in the cab. Ellis shot him a curious glance in the side mirror.

“I’mma pull it on up in there. That way cops don’t get suspicious. Plus,” he added, raising his voice over the rumble of his tailpipes, “we can sit on the tailgate. Don’t know ‘bout you, El, but I don’t like sitting on the ground after twelve hours of working hard.”

Ellis chuckled and walked behind Keith’s pick-up, looking at the roof of the Potts’s barn just barely jutting out from behind those big green corn leaves. He turned and, though he really couldn’t imagine anyone would come back here tonight what with the Potts being out of town and all, closed the gate behind him. He walked back over to where Keith was letting down the tailgate, and he hopped up and grabbed a beer, handing one to his buddy as well.

“Shoot, ain’t this nice, El?” the redhead sighed as he slid up beside Ellis.

“Ain’t bad, that’s for sure.”

For a long while, the two just sat and sipped their Buds leisurely, sighing contentedly upon occasion. Of course, however, Keith couldn’t stand sitting still much longer, and Ellis couldn’t stand the silence, so Keith busied himself with removing the little plastic rings from the remaining cans of beer while Ellis rambled on about something. Keith wasn’t really listening until the caught the words, “Y’know what I’m sayin’?” He perked up just long enough to mumble out “Mm-hm.”

“Are you even listening to me, Keith?”

“Not really, El. Sorry, I was thinkin’.” Ellis pouted. “Try again, Sparky.”

“I was saying how there’s this little crick down the way from here. I was just thinking out loud about how great a nice, long swim would be. What’chu think?” Ellis looked over with the big blue eyes of a child. Those damn eyes are what got Keith to do half the crazy shit he’d gotten caught up in with Ellis. So he thought, ‘Why not?’ and that’s just what he said.

“Let’s wait till it gets later, though. It’ll be cooler out then, and the water will feel even better. Aight with you?”

“If it’s good with you, it’s good with me,” Ellis replied, reaching out for another beer. Keith supplied just that, and the former cracked the tab open. Then he started laughing. Keith was a little confused, but he figured a story was coming. Of course, it followed the giggle fit shortly.

“You ‘member the time you, me, and Paul all went skinny dippin’ in Mrs. Summers’s pond? And then that goose showed up and chased Paul around the damn thing buck-naked? And Mrs. Summers called the cops, and we had to explain to your momma why we’s all naked when they brought us back?”

Keith and Ellis lost it. All Keith could think about was the look on his older brother’s face and the poor ducks and Mrs. Summers that could only stare on in horror. Tears rolled down their cheeks and they laughed at the memory until it hurt, and then some.

“Damn, it was cold. Why the hell was we swimming again?”

“I dunno, Keith. I really honestly couldn’t tell you. I just remember Paul waylaying the shit out of both of us when we got in the cop car. S’ a damn wonder we didn’t go to jail for indecent exposure...”

“Yeah… and bestiality.” They were in fits again as Ellis literally slapped his knee with laughter.

“Man, Keith. We need to do this more often. Maybe next time we could bring Paul. And I wish Dave would get his ass home from North Carolina.”

“Yeah, well, you know Davey. He’s all upset ‘cause his momma’s getting real old and he wants to spend time with her,” Keith sympathized, he did, but three weeks was a long time for a good buddy to be gone. “But, hell yes. We don’t get to cut up much anymore since you found your new friends and work’s picked up like crazy.”

“Ain’t my fault Nick’s an attention whore.” Keith chuckled.

“He is kinda prissy, ain’t he? Gettin’ all jealous when you said you’s hanging out with me tonight. I think he’s queer for you.” It was Ellis’s turn to giggle.

“I really don’t think so, but he ain’t had many real friends, y’know? I think he’s just insecure,” Ellis stated with a slurp of beer.

“Whatever it is, he can get over it. I been your best friend since you’s five. I think I got first dibs.” The duo laughed at Keith’s possessiveness, but Keith wasn’t sure he wasn’t serious. Ellis brought that beer back up to his lips, and Keith saw the sunlight sparkle off the condensation. Those little rays of light played on Ellis’s face, and Keith caught himself staring. He tore his gaze away and towards the setting sun. The star was just peeking her head above the corn, and her light hued the sky orange and pink. In about an hour it would be too dark to head down to the creek. Keith figured they should probably get moving.

“El, you still wanna go for a swim?”

“Hell, yeah! I’m ‘bout to die over here!” He fanned the sweat-soaked t-shirt that had been clinging to him just for emphasis.

“Let’s roll on then, ‘fore it gets too dark. Don’t wanna get got by a critter.”

Ellis hopped off into the dirt, sauntered his way to the driver’s side, and climbed in.

“What the hell you think you’re doin’?” Keith asked casually as he walked up to Ellis, propping his elbows in the open window.

“I wanna drive…” Keith cocked an eyebrow. “Aww, c’mon!”

“My truck. My baby. I drive. Scoot.” Keith replied predictably. Ellis pouted, but otherwise scooted his butt onto the middle seat as Keith climbed up into the driver’s seat. Of course, he got right back out when he realized Ellis had closed the gate. After clearing the obstruction, he jumped back in, and the two were off again. They were at the creek in about five minutes. Keith and Ellis got out, and immediately began stripping. They threw most of their clothes in the truck bed, but kept their boxers until they got to the water. They hung those on a near-by limb. Just in case.

“God, this is awesome,” Ellis cooed, sinking his shoulders under the muddy brown water.

“Sure is,” Keith drawled as he did the same. They just bobbed there for a little, but then Keith got restless, and Ellis got bored. So Keith occupied his hands with swimming about a bit, and Ellis busied his mouth with what he did best… rambling.

“Man, we ain’t done this in forever. Y’know, I still say we bring Paul along next time. Maybe we can make friends with more wildlife. Or maybe that’ll try to eat him, too.”

“Yeah, probably. Knowing Paul’s luck, anyway. Bad luck seems to run in the family.” Keith lazed over to where Ellis was just yammering on about how long it had been since they’d just sat around and did nothing. Keith decided El probably wouldn’t get too upset if he cut him off, so he did. “You know something else we ain’t done since we were teenagers?”

“What’s that, Keith?”

Then their lips met. It was slow and gentle. Keith’s scruff bristled against Ellis’s chin, and Ellis blushed at the familiar sensation. Then it was over.

“That,” Keith answered lamely. Ellis wrapped his arms around Keith’s shoulders, and Keith’s hands found Ellis’s hips. Thankfully, the gentle current had brought them to water they could stand in.

“Damn… you’re right. We were so scared back then,” Ellis chuckled.

“I nearly missed your face.”

“But it was sweet.”

“I’ll have you know, I’m a lot more experienced now… if you’d like to try again?”

Ellis’s face burned in the cool night air, but Keith’s arms were strong around him, and those hazel eyes were set to stun. He just rested his head in the crook of the elder’s neck and sighed. They sure had come a long way to have not changed at all. Ellis sure wasn’t complaining, though, and from the way those tan arms tightened around him, he knew Keith wasn’t either.

Then a fucking snake swam by.

The two were out of the water, into their clothes, and on their way to a hot, sweaty, sticky night at Keith’s house in about ten seconds. And all Keith could think was, “God, it’s good to be back here.”
Kellis. Because this ship does NOT get enough love. I'm not putting this one mature because, yeah, they get naked, but nothing really happens, and the language isn't bad enough to really censor it. :/ Whatever. Fuck da police.
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Onravenwings6's avatar

That was beautifully written, you have great ability. For about five seconds I mistook the big brother comment in relation to the swimming as Keith and Ellis being related......and had a personal cringe moment. But then I sorted it out, hahaha. Better to read closely, ehh? I love the romance in it.