Joey woke up the next morning with a raging erection. he groggily sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Awww man....what the?" Joey looked down at his unforgiving erection and sighed. "I can't just wake up and masturbate..shit. Well, it's not gonna go away anytime soon." Joey smelled delicious food coming the kitchen and wanted to see what is was, but had to take care of a guilty pleasure. After his session, he took a shower and washed him self. As he stood in the shower, he sighed in relief of the warm water. Raiku's room wasn't too warm, and it had affected his sleeping slightly. The warm water drips down his face and body, and finishes scrubbing himself. He dried off and put a muscle t shirt that read, "swoosh" and black pants. He put on ankle high black socks and walked into the kitchen. He saw Raiku just now finishing a batch of waffles and bacon and was cleaning up the aftermath of his cooking. Raiku heard Joey walk in and stopped everything he was doing. He skipped to Joey and pulled his face down to kiss Joey on the cheek. "Morning Joey!" Joey stood back and blushed as Raiku resumed cleaning the kitchen. "M-morning..." Joey rubbed his cheek and smiled softly. "Your a little excited now." Joey coos. "Well we are a couple now, so I'm kinda happy. I haven't had much luck in relationships, so to have a partner now, makes me happy." Raiku finished cleaning as Joey sat on a nearby couch and handed him a plate with two waffles and three strips of slightly sweetened bacon. Raiku has known how to cook all of his life, as his mother taught him how, and made him make dinner almost every night to fine tune his skills. She was a loving mother, but was in dire need of a husband. Raiku's father had been killed trying to protect his family, and it left a huge crater in Raiku's life. Never once would he get a pat on the back, and an "atta boy!" from his dad. He shed a tear as he sat next to Joey and leaned on his shoulder as they both ate off of their plates. Joey looked at Raiku, and Raiku looked up at Joey. "Do you have a father Joey?" Joey tilted his head slightly in confusion. "Yeah, I have a dad. Why do you ask? Do you?" Raiku whimpered more as he listened to Joey and looped his arm around Joey's arm, and held him tightly. "I ask because I've always wanted a dad." Raiku's lips began to quiver and Joey sighed. He let Raiku squeeze and grip his arm in sorrow. "All I remember about him is the fact he died for us. For me and my mother..I just wish I was old enough to have stopped the robbery." Raiku buried his head in Joey's arm and cried. "Maybe, maybe he is waiting for you in heaven. I bet he cant wait to see what his son looks like all grown up!" Joey said with a toothy smile. Raiku lifted his head from Joey's arm and smiled. "You think so?" Joey wiped the tears that dripped down Raiku's face and smiled. "I'm positive." Raiku smiled sweetly and nodded his head. "I wonder if he looks the same, I can barely remember his face. It's like..the image is in my head, and then it just slips away from my fingers." Joey finished his plate and stood up as Raiku let go of his arm. "Well, if you love your father a lot, dedicate your decisions to him, and make him proud." Joey yawned as he stretched and headed to the kitchen to wash his dish. Raiku smiled again and laid on the couch, and had a plate of breakfast on his chest. Maybe I really should think about him more. Ya know, try to connect with him. I haven't even thought of living for my dad, and to make him a proud father. Thank you Joey...
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Life of Yaoi
De TodoYaoi. A boy on boy Japanese subject. A 22 year old man named Joey Graves is in search of a roommate and is searching specifically, for other young men. As people barely show up all but one of them didn't spark his interest. The spark of interest...