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The sun was well into its descent when Nathan turned his bright red car turned off the highway into a long driveway through the trees. It was a turn of events he wasn't happy about; he'd spent the entire day at work either mired in tense meetings with union reps or getting badgered by supervisors and managers who wanted progress reports about said meetings when he had none to give, and all he'd wanted to do was drive home, soak in a bath, and read a good book in bed until he fell asleep. This little side trip was going to cost him quite a bit of relaxation time unless it was a false alarm, which he was desperately hoping by now.

The slightly winding driveway finally opened into a homestead in the middle of the trees. Nathan's eyes darted across the yard, then towards the house, and finally to the garage, where a somewhat messy fox was rushing out towards him. Oh, great... he thought with a heavy sigh. That does not bode well.

Resigned, Nathan killed the engine and stepped out of the car. The lizard was dressed quite well, done up in a full business suit and tie, a sharp contrast to the fox's grubby T-shirt and jean shorts. He both looked and felt out of place, which wasn't helping his mood. "This had better be damn important, Jas. I'm exhausted."

"Dude, thank you so much! I'm sorry, I wouldn't do this, but I'm desperate, I've got an interview tomorrow and I can't miss it, I need this!" Jasper spoke a mile a minute, but Nathan was used to it. The fox had been his college roommate, and they had remained close in the years since, even though their lives had taken very different trajectories: Nathan had worked his way through business school and was now working for a transit company in the city, while Jasper had dropped out of college and struggled to hold a job. Nathan never really got the feeling that Jasper had shaken his "party hard" mentality, which had always been a bit of a frustration for him, and he didn't know how confident he should be about the alleged interview. Still, he was a friend, and since he was already there...

"I don't really know what's going on, it won't start, and there's some of these lights that have been on and I don't really know what they were, and I can't afford a tow, and the interview is really early, and I didn't know what else to do and since you're the car guy I thought I'd call you up and-"

"Okay, okay, settle. Let's just head over and see if it's something simple." Oh, please, let it be simple...

Despite having worked his way through business school for five years and working for the transit corporation for almost three more, Nathan never was satisfied with just being a suit. He liked to get his hands dirty, and had a yen for physical labor that had stayed with him since high school. He'd spent years working as an auto mechanic, the money helping to put him through college and the job serving to satisfy his desires; even now with a full 9-to-5 job, he still sometimes put in weekends at the shop, not even taking any pay for it as it was more to work off stress and sate his need for activity. He'd even worked on some of the buses at the transit corporation as a favor to his bosses. It was part of the reason he'd been picked to work at the union negotiations; they wanted to put forward someone who was familiar with the labor, in order to make the suits seem more knowledgable and advance their bargaining position. Nathan was starting to feel like the buses were less difficult to work with.

Jasper brought him over to the garage, wherein sat a rather beat-up pickup truck with the hood up. Nathan couldn't say he was surprised it wasn't starting; to him it didn't look like it should have even been on the road. But he kept his mouth shut about that; it wasn't as if Jasper could afford a new one, and he didn't want to create any rifts between them over money. He'd been feeling more awkward around the fox as he'd gotten more successful and Jasper had remained stuck in neutral. "So...when's the last time you drove this?"

"Last weekend. It worked just fine then. And then I was gonna go out and get something to celebrate my interview, and boom, it just wouldn't start up."

Probably a good thing it didn't... Nathan climbed towards the driver's seat, trying to avoid actually sitting in hopes of keeping his suit reasonably clean; it was his only clean suit and he needed it for the negotiations tomorrow. He turned the key gently, just enough to activate the electronics. The main problem became a lot clearer when he didn't see any lights come on at all. Well, that narrows it down. I'll bet if I check around the cabin I'll find a light that shouldn't have been left on. Still, I wonder what those other lights were that he was seeing...

He sighed again. A dead battery was easy enough, but if there were other problems with the truck they might cause problems while trying to recharge it. He'd have to do a more thorough inspection before starting, just in case. I just hope it won't take too long...

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Half an hour later, the larger scope of the disaster that was Jasper's truck had been shown much more clearly to Nathan. The first problem was that Jasper apparently didn't know the first thing about vehicle maintenance, and the second was that he'd apparently never gone to get it maintained. That it had been running at all seemed like a miracle to Nathan. The battery problem was one part, but Nathan also found that the oil hadn't been changed in ages and that the coolant looked very muddy. The light that Jasper had been talking about was an engine temperature light; he'd been dangerously close to overheating the last few times he'd driven the truck. And that was just what was readily determined from first glance; there was no telling what lay hidden from sight.

"You're probably lucky the battery did die, because you might not have made it to the interview otherwise. If you take care of the oil and the radiator, and it looks like you have the stuff to do that in your garage, god only knows why if you never use it, but we can jump this and then you can recharge the battery without worrying about it overheating."

"Wait...me?" There was the deer-in-the-headlights look he had feared.

"Jasper, I'm sorry, but I need to stay clean here. My bosses expect me to have a good image for these meetings and my only other good suit is still being cleaned, so I need this for tomorrow. I can't go in with oil and dirt all over me, they'd have my head. And there's no way I'm heading back to my house for something to wear, if I leave here tonight you are not seeing me again, I guarantee it."

"But...I don't know how to do any of this. Can't you wear something of mine?"

Nathan just gave the fox a tired look. Though he had a bit of a paunch in his belly, Jasper was still fairly thin and scrawny overall, and he barely skirted five-and-a-half feet tall and otherwise rail-thin. Jasper was no gym nut, but his frame was undoubtedly larger, topping out over six feet and a fair sight broader, with a bit of muscle definition from the hard work as a mechanic, though a shade less than he used to since he'd taken on a more sedentary job. Regardless, his look plainly told Jasper that he had to be out of his mind if he thought something of his would fit Nathan.

"Right...ugh...I mean...I'm really sorry, Nathan, I don't wanna...but...isn't there something you can do? I just...I don't wanna mess this up...I know I'm asking a lot, making you come out here tonight, but...man, this is maybe the most important thing I've had in a long time, I know I've been kind of a screw-up and I thought with this I might finally be able to get on track a bit, and I just...I don't wanna mess it up...you know...and you're the only person I know who knows half a shit about car stuff..."

Nathan rubbed his head. Jasper was asking a lot, requiring his time and knowledge and effort when it was least convenient...had circumstances been even slightly different, he would have just told the fox to suck it up and give it a shot. In his eyes, there wasn't much worse that could be done to the junker anyway. But...Nathan didn't have many close friends, being more wrapped up in school and then work to get much of a social life, and the fact that Jasper had remained close to him despite their clear differences meant a lot to him. If he blew the fox off here, he risked losing that, and that was worse than anything. Not to mention that, if Jasper really was trying to get it together and this interview was as important in that, stepping away now would wreck all that progress...he sighed, resigning himself to the task and what it would require. He'd better appreciate this, I wouldn't do this for anyone else...

"All right...I'll do it. Just give me a minute to...well, get prepared."

"Oh, thank you so much, Nathan! I really appreciate it!"

"You'd better, because you're gonna owe me big time for this." Nathan left the garage and headed back towards his car, clicking the trunk open with his remote. With another resigned sigh, he took off his suit coat, folding it and placing it neatly on top of his briefcase.

"Um...what are you doing?" Jasper asked.

"I told you, I can't get this suit dirty. I need it for tomorrow."

"But...you said you didn't have any other clothes..."

"I don't."

It took a moment for Jasper to register the implication, at which point he turned red underneath his fur. "W-wait, you're-?!"

Nathan, now out of his shirt, gave the fox a glare. "Like I said...BIG TIME. Now don't stare at me." Jasper yipped and turned away, still trying to compose himself. Whatever he had been expecting, that certainly hadn't been it.

A minute later, Nathan had stripped down completely. He felt a chill over his body as the cool evening air breezed lightly over it, and really hoped this would all be worth it in the end. At least I don't have fur to deal with...I'd never get the oil and grease out of that. Scales wash off easy...hope he doesn't mind a mess in his shower, I'm gonna need one after we're done with all this.

He strode back past Jasper, not looking over at the fox as he plodded back to the truck. Jasper was lucky that they'd been roommates, and there were few secrets between them as far as their bodies were concerned - there wasn't a chance in hell he would go this far if it was anyone else. The fact that Jasper seemed so fixated on him was a new one, though; he knew the fox was gay but they'd never fooled around, nor had either one expressed interest in doing so. Jasper was hardly wanting anyway, he'd had guys in and out in every way for a long time, and minimal attention had suited Nathan fine.

Fortunately, the garage was sheltered from what little breeze there was, as well as putting out a little extra heat from all the lights on around the truck. He got started with the radiator, which didn't prove too problematic - the fluid drained quickly, and it didn't take long to get the flushing solution in. He did his best to show Jasper what he was doing, though the fox was having a tough time paying attention.

"C'mon, Jasper. Focus on this, you need to know how to do it for yourself, unless you wanna be paying out the ass at a lube joint."

"R-right..." the words 'ass' and 'lube' weren't exactly helping matters to Jasper.

"I'm serious. Why the hell do you even have this stuff if you don't use it?"

"Um...w-well, you said it was good to have around, so I got it...but, uh, I never actually knew what any of it was for. I was...gonna ask you, but I just forgot." The fox shifted, feeling a growing discomfort in his pants. Though he'd been uninterested in Nathan in the past, his mind had been on the lizard more and more lately, and the sight of him grunting and getting grungy on the car would have been enticing even if he hadn't been in the buff. He was trying not to let it on to Nathan, though, not wanting him to think he'd just dragged him out here for a show.

For his part, Nathan cooled off a bit when he heard that. Jasper had made an effort, at least, and it was simply lack of understanding that had him in this situation...he'd repaired more vehicles than he could count for people who didn't even muster up the simple effort. Perhaps there was hope for him yet.

With the radiator prepared, he turned his attention to the oil. Again, Jasper had the correct supplies, though the layer of dust on the containers demonstrated exactly how much attention he'd given them. Though, he supposed it was possible the fox had just had it done elsewhere, like most people... "When was the last time you had the oil changed?"

"Uh...I dunno. It's been a while...I couldn't really afford it for a long time. I know that I got it done cheap last time...probably not a good job, but nothing ever went wrong so I didn't think about it."

Nathan suppressed a groan. "Jasper...it's not gonna be tonight, but very soon, you and I are gonna have a long chat about routine maintenance." At least it was getting done now, he thought as he squirmed his way under the truck, replacement filter in tow. "You got a 14 millimeter wrench? I need to get this bolt off."

Jasper scrambled for his tool box; he at least knew what that was, and was relieved for a task that could help him get his mind off the nude lizard or his own growing arousal. He tossed the wrench under the truck, a little clumsily but it was well within reach of Nathan's hand. As he took stock of the bolt, Nathan noted that it wasn't in the best condition, and could be tricky to get off. He'd dealt with more than a few bad bolts in his work, but at least if you put enough effort in they usually budged...unlike some of his bosses.

With that understanding, he brought the wrench up and tried turning it. As he had feared, it wasn't moving at all, and this didn't change under the steadily increasing force he applied. Lying under a car rather than standing in a fit seemed to be an advantage for him in this case, as he could scoot around a bit to get to a better spot to pull. Though Jasper's garage floor seemed uneven, as his best location put him into a slight dip. He was able to look straight up at the bolt, though, and that was going to be helpful.

On his second try, he put as much as he could into it. The bolt was a tough one, still not budging despite the stronger push, and he felt a bit of frustration creeping in; if this was going to be beyond his power, then the whole trip out here might as well have been for nothing. Not wanting that for multiple reasons, he gave it a third try, this time using both arms to ramp up the force to his absolute limit.

He expected that it would give slowly, but then stay put until he unscrewed it fully. That didn't happen; the moment it gave the bolt shot out, striking him in the chest along with a rapid gush of oil. In the brief period before it hit, Nathan realized what had happened; the bolt was fully sheared, and the previous clowns who had worked on it had kept it in with some kind of adhesive. He had no chance to wonder about whether that had been a full-on con or if it was just the techs not wanting to bother with a replacement, as the impact from the bolt and the rush of oil occupied all of his resources.

The dark fluid came rushing out in droves, splashing down onto his chest and splattering and flowing all over his torso. As it flowed down off of his body it pooled in the slight recess underneath him, so that his back was soaking in oil as well. He grabbed blindly for the oil pan, eyes closed tight to prevent any oil splatter from sinking in, but he only succeeded in knocking it away.

"Jasper! Pan!"

Jasper was unfortunately slow on the uptake, going around to the wrong side of the car the first time, and then taking a long time to get the pan underneath the car once he finally found it. By the time Nathan had it in his hands, the oil was only trickling out, barely worth it at that point. Frustration was really starting to kick in for the lizard as he squirmed his way out from under the truck, leaving the pan sitting in the oil to catch whatever was left.

As he stood up, Jasper could see what a mess he was. His entire body from his neck to his groin was coated in dirty oil, and now that he was standing it was dripping down his tail and legs as well. There was plenty of splatter on his face and snout, as well, leaving almost nowhere untouched by the oil. The fox's breathing quickened a bit as he stared at the oil-slicked scales, and he felt his shorts get even tighter; this had never factored into his fantasies of Nathan before, but it certainly looked good on him right at that moment. It caused him to linger a bit too long, long enough that Nathan caught him staring. He looked away quickly, going red underneath his fur. "Er...N-Nathan, I didn't..."

"Take off your clothes."

Jasper nearly leapt out of them. "What?!"

"Unless you want them to be permanently ruined, you're going to get them off before I cover them in oil." Nathan was panting, and his own erection has started to emerge from his slit, already dripping a little oil from its messy exit. "It doesn't wash out of clothes, trust me. And if you think you're not going to get this all over you very soon, you'd better think again, bucko."

It might have been the fastest Jasper had ever complied with that command. His clothes were thrown off in less than a minute, tossed haphazardly onto the driveway, leaving him just as nude as the lizard, his erection prominently displayed fro Nathan to see. As Jasper approached him, he felt Nathan's hand on his back, gently but firmly pushing him towards the front of his truck. Ears flattening a bit, he complied, approaching the front end, the steps of Nathan audible behind him with the smack of oil on the driveway surface.

He didn't need much guidance at this point. Jasper bent over the front of the car, ducking his head under the upraised hood, his erection bobbing just over the insides. Satisfied, Nathan grabbed the fox's tail, smearing it in the oil on his chest, adding to the mess in the fox's fur. His other hand rubbed along the oil soaking his body, gathering up a fair amount, before he brought it down to his cock and slickened it up with the stuff. He could feel Jasper twitching in anticipation as he lined up, and in one smooth thrust buried himself inside, eliciting a howl from the recipient.

The fox wasn't exactly the tightest thing he'd ever had around his dick, no doubt a result of many parties which had ended in a somewhat similar fashion. But Nathan knew how to work it, and he felt the tension build and ease rhythmically as he slammed himself into that eager tailhole. It got a nice moan out of him, almost in tandem with Nathan, and prompted him to lean onto the fox a bit, smearing oil into his back fur. Eagerly, he wiped more oil from his body onto his hand, and reached around to the fox's erect cock, enveloping it and stroking with super-slick movements.

Jasper could only whimper with need as he was rapidly plowed by that oily lizard pole, clinging to whatever part of the car he could get purchase on. Nathan seemed to know perfectly how to stroke him just the right way to get him hardest, and drive in just the right way to pound his hot spot on every thrust; Jasper couldn't imagine why he hadn't tried to get with his roommate before if this was how it felt. It was almost paralyzing, he couldn't bring himself to push back into those hammering thrusts or do anything else but cling to the car, surrendering his pleasure entirely to Nathan.

There was no patience for either of them, the pleasure was building rapidly and neither one was interested in staving it off. Jasper lost control first, the double-ended work doing its job with ruthless efficiency. The fox tensed up and moaned out as he came, and Nathan had just enough wherewithal to angle his cock upwards so that every shot of semen went towards his messy fur rather than hitting the car. As Jasper tightened up around Nathan, it triggered his own climax, and he grunted and tightened his hold on Jasper as he sprayed shot after shot of warm reptile jizz into the fox's bowels.

The two clung together for a minute, before Nathan eased up and pulled back, extracting his length from Jasper, allowing drips of oily cum out of his ass. He leaned against the car, panting a bit from the sudden exertion, matching Jasper almost in time with his huffs. The two exchanged a look, each one tinged with uncertainty; what had happened definitely wasn't going to just leave either of their minds, and it was going to change something, though neither one was sure what.

Jasper spoke first, breaking the tension as safely as he could. "I...guess we gotta get cleaned up. You wanna get the shower first?"

Nathan huffed, suddenly clicking back into his earlier mode. "And ruin the rest of your house by getting oil everywhere? Jeez, Jasper."

"Oh, uh...right..."

"Just go and get the hose ready. I've got some stuff to finish up here."

"F...finish? Like-"

Nathan glared at him. "I'd just get to be a mess again, of course I'm going to finish up like this! Go on, get yourself cleaned up so I can take my turn as soon as I'm done here!"

"Ah, right! Yes, of course!" Jasper yipped as he scrambled off towards the back of his house. Nathan sighed and shook his head. Same old Jasper... He then turned his attention to the car, sighing as he went over the next steps of an oil change in his head, the rote memory helping get his focus back on track after the rather distracting, if pleasurable, interruption.

At this point, he didn't care if he fucked the fox again or not. Jasper was going to learn basic car care if it killed him.