Chapter 26

I’d slowly removed myself from his embrace, not wanting to wake him. I’d sat up and stared at his face, the rising sun making his sleeping features stark and gorgeous. I wanted to touch him and kiss away all his fears. Calling myself ten kinds of silly, I’d carefully stood, tucked him into the blankets, and walked inside the house to pee.

It was difficult to do since my dick was throbbing, but eventually, I had release. I stepped into the shower, dick still hard, and with the use of some shower gel, slowly pulled on my cock, one hand against the tiled wall as I thought of what I’d like to do to Murphy, and he to me. All those muscles that were barely contained in his clothing, all that power from years of hard labor, would surround me and it would be wonderful. It didn’t take long before I released white spunk that washed down the drain. Damn.