Ben was dreaming. He felt warmth, contentment, and something pleasant happening between his legs. He smiled. It was a very nice dream. Unusual because when he was on the road he didn’t sleep that good. The bed wasn’t quite long enough, and, no matter how far away from the main buildings he parked, he was always awakened by the noises of the other truckers going to or from their own rigs. And Ben had to keep half an ear out for people attempting to steal his cargo or siphon diesel from his tanks.
Ben shifted position and bumped against something warm and solid. It made a noise of surprise and Ben felt a sharp pain in his d**k.
Then everything came back to him. “Aaron? What’re you doing down there?”
“If I have to tell you then I’ve been doing it wrong.” Aaron groused. “You kneed me in the
