Gideon awoke around eleven on New Year’s morning. “We’ve slept half the day away,” he said, waking Rudy with kisses down his naked torso.
“It’s a holiday.” Rudy moaned as he stretched. The covers displaced, the thick golden hair atop his morning wood became visible, and then the delicious d**k as well. “We can sleep all day, if we want.”
“The parade’s on.” Gideon slapped some bare flesh. “Get up.” As tempting as it was for him to lie there, he moved.
“So bossy.” Rudy smacked Gideon back, twice as hard, right on the ass.
The aroma of brewing coffee was in the air as Gideon showered. Rudy was holding a cup when he got to the living room with his clothes in his hand. “The parade isn’t on until tomorrow, because New Year’s came on Sunday this year.”
“Oh yeah.” Gideon dropped his towel and
