He continued walking slowly until he found himself standing in front of the old man’s wheelchair at a small round table.“Come, come, sit down here...next to me,” Doc said. “I’ve saved a place for you.” He gestured out at the room and said, “We’ve all been waiting for you.”That really didn’t help David’s nerves. As David sat down, the old man continued, “I think tonight is going to change your life.”David didn’t respond except for a nod as he sat down. Then he said softly, “Thank you for inviting. ” That made me laugh.“It’ll help you dream about me,” I replied.“What the hell do you think I’ve been dreaming about for the last week? Seriously, I keep waking up with early morning wood and it’s all your fault. Plus, there’s a picture of his grandparents right next to the couch and they just stare at me. Super creepy.” Just like him to take something super intimate and sexy and make a joke.“They better not be getting more action than I do,” I playfully texted back. I was in too much of a good. Perhaps most surprisingly, Nacho himself had enjoyed Rocco's manly handling of his tool more than any handjob he could remember. Maybe it was the taboo, but the anticipation of his cock being in Rocco's mouth had been too much to handle. And now, all he could think about was how sexy the Italian was. Both men felt that they were just getting started, and Rocco began to undress. He tossed his T-shirt aside, slipped down his shorts and stood above Nacho wearing tight black trunks. Rocco's. “An some days, I get back all worked up. Some client’s done gotten off and left me half up my hill. I ain’t gonna get no sleep til I do something about it.“So there I am, frigging away, my hand in their mess. Sometimes there ain’t no come as good as that!.”“Anyway, I thought ya might”—Hulda briefly caught Ariel’s eyes before looking down again—”well, while ya play with yourself and I get dirty for ya ... I thought ya might like being here.”Ariel was speechless. This must be Hulda’s most private.