“Damn, you’re hard to resist when you’re naked.”
Clay looked up from where he was striping his clothes to get into the shower to see Sam had turned, leaning with his back against the sink, toothbrush in hand and foam in his mouth.
Clay laughed, flexing his muscles and turning around to treat Sam with a special view of his high, tight buttcheeks. “Oh yeah? Stop drooling or you’ll get toothpaste down your shirt, and hurry up or you’ll miss your bus. I’ll do your house cleaning for you once I’m done with my chapter update.”
“Thanks a bunch.” Sam smiled and turned back to bend his huge frame low to spit in the sink.
It was a Monday morning, and Sam was running late to work at usual. Clay watched him rinse and spit again, then put his toothbrush in the holder next to Clay’s. Sam had finally
