Tenement Funster

Set My Alarm...Turn on My Charm...

"I just realized I don't have anything to play tennis in..."  Brian remarked as he laid in bed next to Roger.  The blond glared at him.

"That is one of the snobbiest things I've ever heard you say!"  Roger declared pompously as he gave Brian a disdainful expression.  Brian rolled over and grabbed Roger's arms and pulled them above his head.  The blond gasped with surprise and then smiled at his boyfriend's aggressive gesture.  Holding his arms hostage on the pillows.  

"I'm not a snob!"  Brian argued to him as he leered at his lover.  Roger kept his smile.

"Says the man who is playing doubles with a bunch of University tossers this morning!"  Roger countered.  

"Says the man who drove from London to Devon in a convertible Aston Martin sports car!" Brian argued back.  

"It's only a loaner!"  Roger pointed out as he enjoyed their little game.    "Kind of like our posh address!"  he added before Brian could use that as ammunition.  Brian smirked at him and kept hold of his wrists as he leaned in and kissed the blond.

"Alright...truce then..."  Brian told Roger and they both smiled as they resumed kissing.  Brian let go of his wrists and Roger quickly brought them down to wrap around Brian's shoulders as they lazily kissed.  Both were naked under the bedclothes and Roger pulled Brian closer as he began to feel amorous.   

"Do we have time for a quickie before your match?"  Roger asked his boyfriend.  Brian turned and noted the time and sighed.

"Unfortunately not..."  Brian responded as he pressed another kiss to the blond and began to shuffle out of bed.  Roger kept hold of the covers as Brian got up.  The tall man stretching with his arms over his head until they touched the ceiling as Roger watched.  Savoring the view of his lover's long lithe body.  Brian walked to the bathroom and Roger laid there and felt his stomach growl.  He wondered what might be served for breakfast as he left the bed to follow Brian into the bathroom.  Suddenly interested in getting around for the day.

"Are you showering?"  Roger asked; relieving himself at the toilet. 

"No...just a quick washup...I'll take one after..."  Brian advised as he filled the sink with warm water and grabbed a clean flannel from a shelf.    Roger finished and got out of Brian's way as he washed up at the sink.   The blond decided on some clothes and laid them out.  

"I guess I'll wear my loosest trousers..."  Brian thought out loud as he went to his own suitcase.  He zipped up the trousers and considered a shirt when there was a knock on the door.  Roger slipped into the bathroom as Brian opened the door.  Standing there already dressed in tennis clothes was Duffy.  He was smiling and holding some folded clothing in his hands.

"Good morning Brian!"  Duffy said in a friendly voice.

"Morning Duffy..."  Brian replied.  Duffy held up the clothes he had.

"I figured you probably didn't come prepared so I took the liberty of scrounging up some tennis shorts and a shirt for you..."  Duffy advised.  Brian smiled at his thoughtful gesture.

"I didn't...thanks..."  Brian responded and took the clothes being offered.

"I guessed at your measurements but I think they'll fit..."  Duffy remarked as Brian tucked the shirt under his armpit and held up the shorts.  He noted the size and smiled widely.

"I think these will work...thanks again!"  Brian said as Duffy gave him a pleased expression.

"You've got some shoes you can wear?"  Duffy asked and Brian nodded.