Chapter 48

“Be careful.”

Beck walked on tip toe over to the toilet and let loose with a long stream.

Troy insisted on carrying Beck back to bed. He found the first aid kit and began to apply liberal amounts of Neosporin. Although, weirdly, Beck’s wound began to heal almost instantly. Despite this, Troy refused to let Beck get off the bed until Troy had hauled out the vacuum cleaner and gone over the bathroom floor at least twice and the bedroom carpet once, just in case any glass had made it that far.

When Troy made to carry Beck out of the bedroom, Beck shot him a look, and Troy backed off. However, when Beck winced and limped slightly, Troy ignored Beck’s protests and picked him up.

“It’s my ass that’s sore, not my foot,” Beck told Troy, slapping his arm.

Troy grinned and his cock perked up.

“And this ain’t going near my ass again for a while,” Beck said, reaching down to give Troy’s half-hard dick a squeeze. Grumpy was so sexy on his husband.