Jeff wiped his hands on a rag. “Well, I can get it running, but if you want to give it to your dad for his 50th birthday, you’re gonna need to replace a few of the lines for longevity, plus mitigate the rust on the undercarriage, and do the interior work on it as well. Won’t be cheap. You have a budget for this?”
“I have money saved up, and my uncle’s family is going to chip in since it was their dad’s car. Plus you know.” Brazos pushed down his pants. “This as much as you wanted.”
“What are you – woah! Dammit boy, careful with that, you could get in some trouble out here.”
Brazos sighed. “I know, but it’s frustrating.”
“How did you know I’m into that anyway?” Jeff whispered.
“Rumors,” he said with a smile.
“Have you been talking to Ted again?”
“We didn’t talk much, our mouths were busy.”
“Good god.” Jeff sighed. “It’s the gay cabal of Nebraska. Show me your underwear again.”
Brazos pushed his pants down again.
“You get some silk thongs and I’ll do it. I can’t handle you wearing underwear belonging to a teenage girl.”
Brazos buttoned his pants. “They’re um. My sister’s.”
Jeff sighed. “Good lord. Looks like I have two projects this summer.”
“Two?”
“Yeah. Fix your dad’s truck, and turn you into a proper twink before you go back to college.”
“I’m not a twink,” Brazos insisted. “I’m a good ol’ country boy.”
Jeff laughed. “Bless your heart. I think I’m going to like these projects.”
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