Tenement Funster

I Can Serenade and Gently Play on Your Heartstrings...

"So you work with Brian?"  Freddie asked John as they stepped into his private car.  John smiled at the friendly man.  Grateful for his hospitality since a public transport ride at the moment felt like a horrible notion with his lingering hangover.

"I do..."  John confirmed as he slid into the back seat and Freddie joined him.  The door was closed and the driver took off.  John appreciated the warm air in the vehicle.  It was a crisp morning.  

"And are you an editor like he is?"  Freddie asked with genuine curiosity.  John shook his head.

"I'm brand new...so I'm just proofing right now..."  John explained.  "You start off proof reading final drafts to get some experience and if you are good...then you move up...like Brian did..."  Freddie listened with interest.

"And is that your ambition in life? Being a book editor?"  Freddie asked despite it being somewhat of a personal question to inquire of a stranger.  John shrugged again.

"I don't know..."  he answered honestly.  "I'm too new at it to say just yet..."  John remarked.  "Right now I'm more concerned about my living arrangements than my job to be completely honest..."  he confessed.  Freddie saw the worry in his face and wondered what the situation was.  Why was he at Brian and Roger's last night?  

"Oh!"  Freddie responded.  "Are you having romantic trouble dear?"  he inquired carefully.  Was there a girlfriend he was avoiding; or better yet, a boyfriend?  Freddie loved to hear about people's dating drama.  

"No...just flat mate trouble..."  John confirmed.  While it wasn't as juicy as romantic gossip, Freddie was still keen to know.  He had an idea.

"Why don't we stop on the way to your flat and have a lovely little breakfast and you tell me all about it?"  Freddie proposed.  Appearing eager to listen and appealing to John's need to talk and need for something in his queasy stomach.  The younger man nodded slightly as he rubbed his  tummy.

"Alright..."  John answered and Freddie leaned forward and got the driver's attention.

"Change of plans...we're going to Maxines!"  

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"Oh...right there!"  Roger moaned with a crooked smile on his face.  Brian focused his thrust in the spot he was commanded to aim for as he leaned over Roger's back and gripped at his waist.  Wanting nothing more than to pleasure his lover.  And to enjoy himself as well.

"I missed you..."  Brian mumbled as he pressed a kiss in between Roger's shoulder blades.  It made Roger smile widely to hear it.

"You missed this or you missed me?"  Roger asked him pointedly as he remained bent over the back of the sofa and enjoyed the pounding he was getting from his lover.  Brian reached up and tugged at Roger's hair.  Appreciating the golden highlights in the late morning light.   Appreciating this beautiful man coming home to him.

"I missed all of it..."  Brian admitted and pressed another kiss to the warm skin.  Savoring the feel of being inside his boyfriend again.  All the worries about the Paris trip forgotten as he reclaimed him.  Worshipped him.     "Your smile...your laugh...your body...all of you..."  Brian clarified as Roger turned his head and they shared a kiss.  Brian then leaned in towards Roger's ear.    "Come here..."  he commanded as he slowly pulled out and grabbed Roger's hand.  The blond followed him over as Brian took a seat on the sofa.  Roger turned away from Brian and straddled his thighs.  Turning his head to watch as Brian grabbed his own cock and helped maneuver up into Roger.  

"Fuck that feels amazing!"  Roger gasped out as he sunk down onto Brian's cock.  A pair of large hands holding his waist to steady him as Roger adjusted to the deeper penetration and began to bob up and down.  Never having done this position with Brian before.  It was fantastic!