By the time Vic’s shift was over, he was more than ready to clock out. He felt exhausted, his balls numb with a dull ache from his being horny for most of the day. He wanted nothing more than to go home, maybe sink into a tub full of hot, soapy water, and let Matt’s hands and a soft washcloth bring him to release. It must be some new power that had him all riled up, some sort of extra-sensory perception that had his skin crawling and his nerves on edge. Come to think of it, after their lovemaking the night before, his backside had been rubbed raw from carpet burns, as had Matt’s knees. They laughed about it at the time, but maybe all those highly eroticized thoughts stemmed from the same source. Something in him kept winding him up…
Maybe his skin was super-sensitive, and just the touch
