Ian woke up the next morning with no recollection of how he got to bed. Rémy must have brought me upstairs and undressed me because I have on clean boxers and a T-shirt.
Ian had two pair of boxers he used for summer pajamas. He didn’t have a robe until Marie Claire and Luc bought him one, but then nobody had ever come to visit him after he turned fourteen, so a bathrobe was a waste of money. Blushing, he wondered if Rémy liked what he saw. Ian knew his body was fit, his c**k was cut, long and curved to the right. He had big balls for someone his size. Billy used to make fun of them.
I better stop daydreaming and get into the shower. Rémy will be knocking on the door for our workout soon. He took a quick shower taking special care with his ass and dangly bits. He knew his subconscious was
