Have a nice morning,” and he rang off. Luca had a definite Italian accent to match his name.They tried to enjoy themselves that morning, but it was ...difficult. Too many other things were going through their heads, and there was the big elephant in the room that they couldn’t talk about in case someone overheard. They were in the lobby well before time, their bags packed. Every time a man came in through the entrance Carl’s pulse jumped. He’d have a heart attack if Luca didn’t arrive soon.The man. In hindsight, I should have seen that something was up from a mile off.In my defence, I had very few other friends, was struggling to run an online business while maintaining an esports career and to top it all off, I couldn't get a date to save myself. I was at a very low point and a chance to get my best friend back was too good to pass up.With that cleared up, let's get back to it.We spent the next hour just talking and BS'ing over what we planned to do. David had moved us over to a booth. Jerking. Moving. There's a... there's a rhythm. Acertain... I find it. I find a certain way to move my hips and I rockagainst him. And still, and still it's not enough."I need you," I tell him. "I need you in me. Oh god. I need you tofuck me. I need your cock. Inside of me. Inside of this pussy. I'mburning up. I have to cum. Oh fucking Christ, I have to cum or I'mgoing to go insane." And, I think I will. It's torturous to be thisclose to cumming, to feel this sensation of a. Craftsman or Snap-on would do nicely," he said with a big grin and a chuckle."If that's what you need, that's what you'll get. Hell, it's not like you haven't done a shit pot full of work on my projects. Is the RSR you're talking about yours or is it the one in my garage?" I knew full well what he was talking about, little did he know!"What do you think?" laughed Jim. "I'm retired and I park cars. "Where am I going to get the bucks for an RSR?" Oh I don't know. I got mine pretty damned cheap!".