Italian bros

When I was 18, I worked for a family friend, Ray, at a gas station that he owned and did work on the side at a cabin he owned in the woods, and did some work for his brother Steve. They were cocky, chubby Italians in their 50’s with hairy arms and mustaches. Always fair though. Always paid me and my friends well for the work we did.

Occasionally I house sat for Ray when he went out of town. One such time, I was sleeping on his couch as normal. I was having a hell of a sex dream. I remember it being too vivid and woke up to my cock feeling really good. I opened my eyes to Ray’s hand around my dick, slowly jerking me off. I made eye contact with him, and he asked if I wanted him to stop. I shook my head no and he kept going. He told me he came home and my blanket was off and my boner was sticking through the hole in my boxers and it looked like it needed some help.

He kept stroking my dick and it felt really good. I felt conflicted at first but I figured nobody would find out so I let