It was the end of their workday. EuEarl & KC were headed home after a long day that'd taken them six miles south of Athens & they were both exhausted. Still, it had been a few days since they'd seen the ol' man.
The ''ol' man'' being Wencil Pricket, one of the few friends they'd made since they'd settled near Euwalla.
"That's 'cause he's a cocksucker like y'all are !!", the townsfolk might've said in an un-guarded moment.
Wencil was certainly known for that particular skill, as well as for a few others, by a number of the male inhabitants of Mudflap County ! A varied & surprisingly high number, as a matter of fact ! Off-the-record, un-officially & in hushed tones, it was common knowledge among the 'Hetero Men's Club' that any horny dude from 18 to 80 with a hard-on could get himself a honey sweet blowjob at Wencil Prickets's shack anytime, no questions or reciprocations asked !
In fact, most of the town figured that to be the reason for the Boy's friendly solicitude toward's the old guy. KC & EuEarl had heard the rumours, of course. And although Wencil's shack stood nearly a mile off from the highway, sometimes on their way home, the Boys would notice the odd pickup or somewhat familiar stranger headed toward or leaving Wencil's place. But they themselves had never taken advantage of his 'talents'. From the get go, Wencil had been friendly towards them & never once made a pass or suggestive comment.. He'd never pushed himself on them, in any way. He was merely looking to be a friend & Wencil knew from his own experience that true friends, in Mudflap County, for their kind, weren't exactly thick on the ground . And they were, after all, in the same boat. All three were Out, in their own relative ways, in a town & at a time where being Out wasn't particularly easy. Or safe.
Every so often Wencil would drop over for a talk, to play cards & occasionally stay for dinner. It was always fun spending time with him. He knew all the town gossip & lore, though he would never share names of his visitors ! It was nice for all three to spend time with someone with whom you could completely let your guard down. And on any other evening, tired or not, KC would have answered "Sure !"
to a detour to Wencil's. But today's route had really been a real bugger of a bear & KC could barely keep his eyes open !
" Would it be wrong'a me if'n I said 'No.' ?", he replied, head tipped back against the seat, his eyes closed.
"Maybe...", EuEarl said." But, I'd be wrong along with ya !" . It was dusk & what little sunlight there was was quickly fading. As they passed the dirt road that led to Wencil's shack, EuEarl said, "This Friday. We'll have him over for burgers.". KC nodded in silent, grateful agreement, but thought uncomfortably to himself, "Hope the ol' guy's okay. Kind'a hate thinkin' of 'm all old, alone 'n' lonesome.".
KC needn't have worried, though. For while the "ol' guy" was by himself, at that particular moment, precisely one hour earlier, Wencil Pricket had been neither alone, lonesome or feelin' anywhere near OLD !!
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