“So, no butt stuff this morning. Got it.”
“Hey.” I punch his shoulder. “No need to get all extreme like that. Some butt stuff is allowed.”
He moves so he’s on top of me and claims my mouth. My sleepy brain struggles to catch up, but my dick is wide awake and ready to play with his.
“You like some butt stuff, huh?” Julius asks.
“Let’s just say that if you ever want me to spread out so you can eat dinner off my ass, just tell me where and when, and I’ll be there.”
“I’ll take you up on that, but for now…”
Julius presses me into the mattress. There’s no space between us, and we rut against each other until we both come.
We make out until our drying cum becomes uncomfortable.
“How about breakfast?” he asks.
“Sounds perfect. Mind if I have a shower first?”
“Sure. Let me clean up, and I’ll get started on coffee.”
I get up and look for my clothes. I’m pretty sure my phone is still in my jeans pocket on the bathroom floor.
Julius gives me an appreciative once-over, so I make a show of it by sticking my ass up while I look for the phone.
There’s a message from Leo on the screen, so I unlock it.
Leo
You’re not home.
Me
Sorry, bud. I got caught up with something. I’ll be home in thirty minutes.
Leo
Hurry up. We need to talk.
“Shit.”
“Everything okay?”
“Not sure. I need to get home.”
“Okay. I’ll make your coffee to go.” Julius gives me a lingering kiss, and then I get in the shower, wondering how my dick is already ready to rally. He’s going to be disappointed.
A moment later, another ding comes from my phone. I see Julius in the bedroom, so I call him.
“Hey, can you check my phone? Something’s up with Leo, and I’m worried.”
“Sure.”
I can’t see him properly because of the steam from the shower, but it takes him a moment to say something. It feels like a lifetime in which all the bad things happen in my head. I clear the glass in time to see him look up.
“It’s not Leo.”
He turns and leaves the bathroom.
