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His legs came apart part way and I could see down the leg of his shorts. Now his waist was out from under the truck and he had his knees up in the air as he tugged on the bolt. He slid farther out from under the truck and began working on the closer bolt. I could hear him clanking around and soon he said, "I've got the far one off." I got to my feet and stood there watching his legs and feet and admired the tan legs, which were covered with very fine hairs. "Let me see if I can help you with that, " he said and he laid down and slid under the truck. He rummaged around and came back with a wrench and looked down at me. He grinned and nodded, "I've got some better stuff than that in my saddle bag." He turned and walked over to his bike and I felt my dick begin to wiggle as I watched his bubble butt going to the bike. "All I've got is this piece-of-shit pliers and it's not working for shit." He had on a tank top and was wearing baggy cargo shorts. His hair was brown, what I could see of it sticking out from under a baseball cap that he was wearing backwards. I slid out from under the truck and looked up at a kid of about 19 or 20 standing there. I looked out from under the truck and saw a pair of low cut tennis shoes sans socks, and bare legs coming toward the truck. I was cussing the bolts, and myself, for having such shitty tools along with me when I heard a motorcycle pull up. I had made it to the wayside and didn't have to go through this while on the side of the highway. I was in a wayside where I had stopped when I felt the tire begin to wobble just before it went flat. The engineer who thought up the idea of putting the spare tire for a pickup into a bracket under the truck box should have been castrated! At least that was what I was thinking as I struggled to get the rusted nuts off the bolts holding up the tire.