Loving Jordan

III🦋

"It's only gay if I cum more than once." -some dl nigga

No matter how late he stayed up, he always managed to wake up at 7:00 am on the dot.

It was a phenomenon to him. He hated that about himself. That once he woke up, that was it. There was no going back to sleep for him.

Jordan Carter rubbed his eyes as the rising sun's light peaked through the blinds in Symere's bedroom.

Usually, he would jump up out of bed to start his day. However, he just laid there.

He stretched with a yawn thrashing his legs around the bed.

Jordan sighed now taking his hair out of its ponytail. He ran his hands through his hair looking around the room.

He looked over to see Symere knocked out shirtless.

A chuckle left out his mouth.

For Symere to be so short, you wouldn't expect him to have so much muscle.

It kind of made Jordan jealous. He wished he was that toned, but thinking about how clean he would have to eat to achieve such results had him rethinking.

He grabbed his phone checking his notifications. A couple of messages from the group chat he was in with his friends, and of course social media likes along with some comments.

All while he responded to messages he absentmindedly moved his leg, that somehow during the night became lodged between Symere's legs, against the bed sheet.

"Why are you rubbing your leg against my dick Jordy?.." Symere's deep voice spoke groggily.

Jordan glanced at Symere.

"Huh?"

A soft laugh left Symere's lips.

"You making my dick hard my nigga..stop rubbing your leg against it." He mumbled placing a firm hand on Jordan's thigh causing him to stop moving.

Jordan made an 'O' with his lips in realization.

"My bad Sy I ain't even realize I was doing that." He apologized.

Symere looked at him with low eyes.

"You good love." He dismissed moving Jordan's leg from between his.

Unknowingly Jordan slightly poked his lip out at the action.

Symere's house was very cold. His legs kept the boy warm.

He didn't say anything. He just looked back at his phone turning the other way.

Symere sucked his teeth. He groaned in frustration.

He hated waking up on brick, and Jordan's semi-thick thighs rubbing his junk earlier did not help.

"Nigga why are you making all that noise?" Jordan mumbled scrolling on his phone.

"Because man..I'm hard."

Jordan started laughing.