Chapter 3

“Where are the bowls?” asked Duke.

“Cupboard next to the drawers,” Rob replied.

Duke bent down and retrieved four bowls. His jeans rode down a little at the back, offering Rob a tantalising glimpse of his hairy arse crack. Again his cock twitched and it was all he could do to keep his mind on the dinner preparations.

“Two for the broth and two for dessert,” said Duke, placing them on the counter. He returned to the drawers. “Spoons in here?”

Rob nodded. “And grab a butter knife.”

Duke got the cutlery while Rob took the bread, which was only slightly toasted, from the oven.

“Thanks,” he said. “I think we’re just about ready to rock and roll. If you wanna take the bread and butter, and the spoons, over to the table, I’ll get the broth.”

During dinner Rob and Duke each asked some questions, answered some questions, and the conversation flowed smoothly. After dinner, Duke got up and picked up his empty bowl.