Steam hissed out of the crack in the hood, pouring out both sides as I threw the latch open. I took a step back and staring at the disaster before me like I was somehow going to know what was wrong or how to fix it. My night was getting worse and worse. I had taken a wrong turn somewhere outside of Denver and while trying to get back on the highway ran out of battery on my phone. Not that I could charge it in the car since this piece of shit didn't have anything in it that worked and that included the cigarette port. How did I think this dump would make it to my sisters in California? It could barely get me to work sometimes and now I was stranded in the middle of nowhere in pitch-black darkness.
I stood on the side of the road in despair. It had to be around midnight and I was stuck on the longest stretch of road I had ever seen. I had passed three, maybe four trucks in the last two hours. I stared off into the distance in the black void, the moon dropped a shadow across the hills creating a backdrop of nothingness where the sky blended with the horizon. I was screwed until someone came along to help as I couldn't call for a tow or any kind of help for that matter.
Just then bright beams crested overtop the hill behind me illuminating my shadow as it stretched down the road. A large semi pulled over the horizon and made its way down the hill. The squealing on the brakes shattered the eerie quiet as it slowed down passing me and kicking up dust in my face. It pulled off on the shoulder a few meters past where I was ground to a stop. As the dust settled the cab door opened, shading my eyes against the bright orange hazards I saw a rather handsome young man step down.
He looked to be about thirty, in tight blue jeans and heavy black combat boots. A dirty grease-stained tank top showed off his broad shoulders and his large biceps. Sweat from the warm humid air clung to his arms illuminating them from the bright lights.
I felt my cock rise a bit in my pants as I was attracted to his muscular hard-working looks, a real blue-collar man. Back at home all I had available to me were scarf-wearing and poem-writing college kids who had to get a cruelty-free milk latte every morning and talk about the state of the world. Being a smaller but still athletic guy myself I wanted to date a man who could toss me around and have his way with me. I was more of a kinky guy, more than most. I would have loved for this man to wrap his belt around my neck or use it to tie my hands up and push me against his truck while he kissed me.
"What seems to be the matter there sir? Looks like you have quite the engine problem." His words snapped me back to reality.
"You don't say," I responded, chuckling nervously and tilting my head to one side rubbing my collar trying to act nonchalant.
"Which way are you heading?"
"I was trying to make it to California but not making much progress as you can see."
He smiled letting out a little nod, "Well you're a long way from there, unfortunately, I am heading the opposite way but if you like there's a rest stop about five hours that way I could drop you and your ride off and they could service it in the morning."
"Oh, that would be great!" I perked up with a way to get out of this nothingness. I was lucky the one trucker who had stopped for me had a car hauler with an open spot, better yet he was cute.
"No problem go hop in the cab there and I'll get it all loaded up and we will be off in no time."
Opening the door and clambering up into the passenger side of the cab I sat in the seat glancing around the rather roomy interior. The red glow of the lights gave it a naughty late-night mood as the cock in my pants only stiffened. I heard the rattle of chains and eventually, the winch sliding my car onto the back of the trailer. He was messing with more straps and chains securing it to the trailer as I turned my attention back to the cab.
There was a small kitchenette and an elevated bed with a wardrobe and chest tucked into the wall. What caught my attention however was the padlock keeping a latched door shut to the underside of the bed almost to a storage compartment underneath. The padlock was undone and I swore I heard a noise coming from inside. Glancing in the mirror I saw him covering the car with a tarp and strapping it down working his way back to the driver's side out of my view.
Letting my curiosity get the better of me I hopped up stepping back into the cab and kelt down undoing the latch to the compartment as the door fell open. My eyes were met with horror as before me lay a person. At least a person underneath, they had been taken away, disguised, and made into an object.
