Once he was showered, dried, and redressed, Calvin used the time while Brock took his own shower to pick up the bedroom. After discovering the errant condom and burying it in the trashcan, Calvin stripped off the sheets. He’d wait until Brock finished before starting the washing machine. Performing these cozy little chores for his man further rattled Calvin. One thing he definitely wasn’t was domestic. He thought about calling Tim, but instantly rejected the idea. There wouldn’t be enough time. Sure enough, within a minute Brock emerged.
“Thanks for stripping the bed. I wouldn’t have wanted Junior to come home and see anything that’d, well, you know.”
“No problem.” Calvin remained on the bed. If he were to touch Brock they’d start messing around again…and it’d be nightfall before they go
