I went with Rita to the locker floor and gave her time to change into street clothes because her uniform would stick out warning the loan sharks there...were cops in the area.I waited in the hallway but was given the advantage of a nicely positioned mirror on the wall that allowed me to watch Rita do a down to her undies striptease that gave me a dreadful erection that I struggled to hide from her view when she finally came out all gussied out in her civilian street clothes.My hard-on must have. He spend a better part of a week finding any and every excuse to come talk to me and in one of those moments he asked how long I worked there and when I told him 12 years he asked how that could be and I told him my age, I was 39 and I guessed him right at 20. He was shocked said I didn't look a day over 28 and I caught myself smiling like a 16 year old getting her first compliment from a boy she had a crush on. From that day on each shift I worked I felt his eyes on me and when I looked over. I positioned myself closer and a few more rubs and I was cumming. Auntie reached up for my cock and directed it at her lips as I shot my cum all over her lovely red lips. I opened my eyes and saw auntie licking her lips and tasting my cum on her tongue.I had to sit on the bed to recover and sat next to auntie. She said, ‘Now I enjoyed that, I think you did too’. I nodded my agreement. We sat chatting and she explained how uncle couldn’t keep up with her sexual needs and was more than happy to. “That, you know… that you like boys.” I’m sure that Joselito had grown up knowing I was gay, but I guess it was so accepted he had never thought about it, or what it meant. I lifted his chin so he was looking at me. “You know me and you know I’m gay. I don’t like boys, but I do like men…young men. Why, who have you been talking to?” He said, “Nobody. Well… Jacobo.” Jacobo was a local boy about four years older than Joselito. One Saturday evening, when I was driving into the town to do some.