Nine days later,the windows open to a late-season cool front.We woke in Kendall’s bed.The bandage was off his scalp and fresh pink flesh grew over his lacerations.He’d done a night in the hospital,then a week of rest at home.The department put me on administrative leave,SOP after a shooting.I was fine with the time off.Randy andI managed the cats for the week Kendall was down.Hard work.
Each night Kendall and I soaked in the tub together,and he made me forget my sore muscles.
“Wanna go into town and hit the buffet for breakfast?”he asked.
“You that hungry?”
“Starved.”His hand worked between my legs,tugging my testicles in a gentle rhythm.My cock filled with blood and stretched against my belly.“Maybe I need an appetizer first.”
“I think you do.”
— Tamat — Tulis ulasan