Adam lay on his side, his head propped on his palm, looking over at his sleeping bed partner. Brendan was on his back, the sheet drawn up to his waist. One hand rested on his stomach, the other behind his head. Adam studied the handsome face with its day’s growth of stubble. He let his eyes wander down the man’s torso, taking in the deep muscular chest, rippled abs, both covered with a rich rug of dark hair. Below the sheet he could see the swell of Brendan’s still semi-hard c**k. He shuddered and took a deep breath. He thought back on the evening and how they had come to this spot in time.
Once the door of Adam’s apartment had closed behind them they hadn’t wasted a second. This time it was Adam that pressed Brendan against the wall of the entry hall seeking his kisses. They were readil
