Five O'Clock Shadow [Gay Romance]

Part 19

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Zargar felt Ore's head against his left side, and heard his breathing relaxing, and he knew his husband had fallen asleep. He wasn't blaming him, on the contrary, he was surprised with how well he was taking everything, especially his love making. "And my cock has yet to enter him.. It's been forever, and I need it.. But he is so cute when sleeping.." he thought to himself, as he wrapped his arm around him, to further soothe him, and keep him warm. Taking his own phone in hand, he sighed softly at the lack of messages to respond, though, he shouldn't be that surprised. "Ore was the first true friend I had.. And now he is my husband-to-be. Of course I'd have zero messages.." he thought to himself, as he opened his browser, and began ordering things.

First, he ordered their groceries or at least enough things for the next few days, as he planned on making proper love to Ore tonight, which meant that Ore wouldn't be able to do much the next day. Then, he went to search, and order, new clothing. He'd have to donate or gift his old clothes that no longer fit him, but that didn't bother him. Honestly, he was happy that he had achieved such a big change to his body. "Means I can engulf lil' Ore better." he mused, chuckling to himself. He went to his go-to online clothing store, and bought clothes two sizes bigger than before. He bought everything, except underwear. For that, he went to another site. Only sex shops had sizes for him, and though jockstraps weren't his favorite underwear, they'd be the only underwear he would be able to wear, so he bought ten pairs, in case they snapped.

The half bigfoot chose the fastest delivery option on all of his online orders, and they would start arriving tomorrow afternoon. "Perfect. That gives us time to rest up. Now to find a gift for Ore." he thought, and started looking up jewelry and gift shop websites. It didn't take long to find a gorgeous, black leather bracelet that would look amazing on Ore. It was black leather, braided into a cord that looped three times around the wrist, and the clasp was easy to do on your own. After placing the order, he noted that it was for a gift, then he put his phone down. His lover was still very much asleep, and still on his side. Gently setting him to lay on the other side of the couch, Zargar went to the bedroom, and put on his hoodie. Before putting on his shoes, he took a water bottle and stored it in the hoodie pouch, then grabbed his phone.

As if the puppy had a sixth sense, he woke up, stretched, and went by the door, to wait for Zargar. The beast chuckled softly and put on the pup's harness, and took him out for a walk. Yeti was his normal self, serious, and playful. Zargar took him for a long walk, including some play time in the park. He had found a stick, which he used to play with his puppy, while ignoring the stares he received. In fact, he had been ignoring glares, stares, and ogling since he exited the apartment building. "Not gonna happen, nasty, thirsty hoes. I am taken." he joked in his mind, as he went on with the fun he was having. After a few moments of scratching and rubbing his puppy, Zargar took out the water bottle, opened in, and slowly poured some water in his massive, cupped palm, for the pup to enjoy.

Zargar had noticed a bulked up gym rat staring at him since he brought Yeti to the park. He didn't pay much attention to the man, though he had noticed he had a lady by his side, who was also staring at him. By the time the puppy had finished with the water, the man had come closer, and was snarling at Zargar. 'Who the fuck do you think you are, asshole, coming up in my spot, cruising my bitch? Ya think ya own the place?' he said to Zargar, who turned his head with a raised eyebrow. Still kneeled down by his puppy, Zargar noted the man's features. He was slightly above average height, with a haircut and beard that was in fashion at the moment, in the dyed color of beach blond, fake spray tan that was not properly applied, as the back of his ears were very much white, sunglasses over his eyes, and a smirk on his thin lips. His body was very well muscled, but not properly trained. Up close, he not only yelled gym rat, he screamed substance abuse for muscle growth.