Soon he is slipping and sliding all over me. Hot damn it feels good. He sort of kneels between my legs and wraps his hands around our two cocks. His c...ck and mine slide in and out of his fists. Feels tight, like a fresh pussy! I am getting damm excited and close to cumming. He must sense this because he suddenly separates from me and grabbing one of the towels, he wipes the oil from my cock and balls. Then he is between my legs and his mouth engulfs my rigid cock. He fondles my nutsack and his. It really freaked us out, actually. Dawood nervously pulled alongside of him and rolled down his window. ‘Merhaba,’ he said, ‘Sorry about almost hitting you back there. We honestly didn’t even see you. Are you okay?’ The man said nothing. He simply stared at us with a blank expression on his face. ‘ Are you okay,’ Dawood repeated. He was starting to get a little angry. I could tell by the tone in his voice. ‘Maybe he’s deaf,’ I said. ‘Like he can’t hear us?’ The man looked over at me, as if to. Formal.”I looked down and flushed. I was wearing the same jeans I had put on in Thorncliff.“I’m very sorry. I hadn’t realised.”“It’s alright.” The waitress grinned, looked sideways at the mostly deserted restaurant, and lowered her voice. “I’ll make an exception today.”“Thank you.” In moments the table was covered in a platter of fresh fruit and a tall tumbler of ice and cordial. “Perhaps –” the waitress turned, dark eyes under a parted fringe. “Perhaps you can help me.” I gestured helplessly. " he paused a moment, "because I was hoping that you were."Surprise made Steve sit up and stare at Andy, who was bent over with his elbows on his knees and eyes fixed on his sneakers."What!? Why?"Andy didn't say anything."Dude, why would you hope I was gay?"Andy turned his head and looked at Steve. This time Steve saw that Andy actually was crying, at least his eyes were red and watery. And, suddenly, he wasn't afraid of Andy any more. Something serious was happening here, and Steve had to say.