A cold sweat was forming on his back. He thought he had planned everything perfectly. The Delivery Man gave the boys an extra half hour to sit and wonder what they had done before his huge truck began thundering up their driveway. The delivery man counted down the last seconds for his new whores, who were desperately trying to get Cum Slut to ejaculate. He hoped it had already happened. He was staring at the ass-sweat forming on the boys shorts while he rolled up a pallet of boxes using the automated plastic wrapper.
The boys grimaced as the stranger fumbled and examined their dicks, which were progressively getting harder. The years of running were also contributing to him getting around with ease. Now, DeMarco was powerless to set the record straight. His name was Miguel Hernandez, and he was a twenty one year old local community college student. That was seeming like more of a pipe dream now as the two dudes hovered over him. It was clear that he wanted out. He banged open the first one, the second one and stopped when he got to the stall that he knew occupied a terrified Adam.
