“Yeah, that’s good. Work up a load for me,” Marco said. He reached over and groped my thigh as if he was offering me encouragement. Maybe he was. That physical contact certainly added some umph to my horniness. I realized that he was hungry for cum. Sure, he fed me more than my share last night, but I don’t recall him feeding. I think that made me even more aroused, knowing I was going to feed Marco directly from my cock. Oh shit, I was close from that thought alone. My hand moved faster up and down my shaft and I closed my eyes, moaning in ecstasy. “Oh fuck! I’m close, Marco,” I said, panting and grunting. Marco pulled the car over on the side of the expressway and leaned in close to me. “Yeah, cum for me, boy. You know I’m hungry for it, so make it good.”