Good Morning, Daniel
Daniel came waltzing down the hallway this morning in his jocks, just as I cracked the coffin open and stepped out in the day light. Not day light. 5am. Like he doesn’t have Mrs Smith’s hernia at 7am.
"Good morning," said Daniel, all chippy and bright the way he always does. He has a cast iron constitution that boy, he's always fine in the mornings.
"This wake you up?" He pulled the front of his jocks out, to show his fat cock lying sideways in his pubes.
I grabbed at the elastic, kind of wanly, but my fingers caught and for the moment that I held his jocks out exposing him. Not quite the way I was expecting the morning to go.
He pulled himself away. "You gotta get more sleep, brother of mine." He smiled and tousled my hair. "Gotta be quicker than that."
I'm sure my face moved somehow, but I still have no idea how to react to that. I had no understanding of what just happened.
Daniel disappeared back up the hallway.
"Good morning," said Daniel, all chippy and bright the way he always does. He has a cast iron constitution that boy, he's always fine in the mornings.
"This wake you up?" He pulled the front of his jocks out, to show his fat cock lying sideways in his pubes.
I grabbed at the elastic, kind of wanly, but my fingers caught and for the moment that I held his jocks out exposing him. Not quite the way I was expecting the morning to go.
He pulled himself away. "You gotta get more sleep, brother of mine." He smiled and tousled my hair. "Gotta be quicker than that."
I'm sure my face moved somehow, but I still have no idea how to react to that. I had no understanding of what just happened.
Daniel disappeared back up the hallway.
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