Eron woke up and searched for the clock in the room. Twenty after two in the morning. He grabbed his cigarettes off the nightstand and settled next to Garrett while smoked.
They had finished dinner with little other incident. Eron enjoyed the comfortable silence as they ate. Eron racked his brain trying to remember if he had ever been that comfortable with another person. To his knowledge, he hadn’t.
Garrett had clammed up after his comment about going back to their room to have s*x. Bringing Garrett’s hand to the top of the table and resting his on top had helped to put him at ease.
Damp with sweat, Eron’s limp d**k clung to his ball sac. He adjusted it and then rubbed Garrett’s back. His c**k swelled again as he admired Garrett’s square ass, peeking out of the covers.
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