Sometimes...

Sometimes when Manny takes his clothes off and sits on the bed and smiles at me, I think, Fuck me! You are so gorgeous! And I think I must have lived a good and honourable life to be so lucky.

He's beautiful, really beautiful, physically beautiful, for sure, but it also radiates out from within.

He kisses like an angel as his brown eyes burn into my mine. He plays like a boy, as he snuggles down into my bed sheets, sticky and warm. He feels nice in my arms, hot and hard on my groin, he pants hard as he makes me wet.

So, this morning I woke up with PJ in my bed. He looked astonishingly beautiful lying in my sheets sound asleep. I sat and gazed at him for a time. He really is a lovely boy. His face was so handsome in its sleeping stillness.

I didn’t know if I should wake him? I guessed he must have the day off today for him to have misbehaved yesterday.

So, I got dressed. I ate some toast. Then I went and said good bye to him before I left.

He opened his eyes and smiled. “Good morning.”

“Good morning sunshine.”

“I guess I fell asleep last night.”

“Passed out completely.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I pulled your clothes off and held you in my arms, it was nice.”

“Oh wow, look at you. Mr Corporate guy.”

“Ha.”

“Did you know I have a secret fetish about men in suits?”

“Well, next time we might have to…”

“Next time I think we might have to.”

“I’ve got to get to the office.”

“Okay.” He started to get out of bed.

“You can stay in bed, if you want. Just pull the front door closed when you go.”

“Oh, okay. You trust me?”

“I know where you live.”

I kissed him and left for work.