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I was trying to decide what I should save Luka in my phone as; last night I had called him a plethora of names including but not limited to; Daddy, Baby, Master, Oh Shyt, Papi, Sir, and God, I was only nineteen and I can promise you that for the rest of my life I don't think anyone would be able to compare to Luka. I was tempted to save him as Pothos: The Greek God Of Passion but then there was also Imeros: The Greek God Of Intense Erotic Desire both very fitting names because he was that damn good. I didn't do sleepovers if I mess with a dude (which is rare) I make it a point to be gone before I had to deal with the awkwardness of that next morning conversation. But Luka just made me feel so damn comfortable and exhausted that when we were finished about an hour ago I had no choice but to take a quick nap, well Luka fell asleep I was too mindblown to fall asleep. Even though my eyes were heavy I couldn't help but watch his chest rise and fall, he was just too perfect he had to have a flaw somewhere.... but I'll figure that out later right now I need to..........

"Hey...." Luka said groggily and that simple word was sexy enough to make me want to jump right back on his dick but I resisted because I decided that we weren't having sex again because I didn't want to become dick crazy even though I was almost there. "You want some breakfast or something? If you want to take a shower, I got some extra supplies in my bathroom." Luka said getting up and I swear his body was just, but the highlight was his beautiful dick.

"Uhh yeah.... to both, I actually got some clothes in the car." I said and Luka gave me a cocky smile. "It's not like that, I usually keep some clothes in there in case I got to the gym and need to change after working out." After getting my clothes out of the car, I walked back to Luka's apartment and he was standing in the kitchen completely naked, a sight that was magnificent and something that I could definitely get used to seeing.

"How do you like your eggs?" Luka asked and after telling him that I sunny-side-up I walked back and took a quick shower before walking back down to the kitchen just so I can watch Luka work, he seemed so comfortable in the kitchen; I never knew stirring pancake batter could be so damn sexy.

"I don't know too many people who like sunny-side-up, we're a dime a dozen and I usually get dirty looks whenever I go out and order my eggs sunny-side up." Luka said and all that sounded good but his dick was really distracting. "Do you want me to put some clothes on?" Luka asked, the smile on his face was a mix of amusement and lust, which told me that if I didn't answer quickly then more likely than not I'd be getting fucked on his kitchen floor... again.

"I mean it's your house so you can do whatever you want." I said trying to look away from his dick.

"I'll put something on because you're standing over there looking like you're ready to risk it all, but while I'm getting dressed I need two things from you the first is I want you to watch this food and the second... I want you to think about what you want this to turn into, this thing that's going on between us." Luka said walking past me but he stopped and looked at me before leaning forward and kissing me. "Be right back."

What did I want out of this situation? I mean I had been feeling Luka since that night at the party but I wasn't oblivious to the fact that he was a player, when I was getting ready for my shower he had a lot of bottom stuff in his bathroom and I knew he was a top so that told me that he had a lot of 'friends' over. Then there was that dude who came over last night, I could tell he felt some type of way about Luka having someone over here and I didn't do drama and I damn sure didn't fight over a nigga.

"Aight so let's talk.... aside from the sex I'm really feeling you, those conversations we had during one of our many breaks had a nigga thinking and I like dudes who made me think about life and shyt so where do you want this thing to go." Luka asked and if he thought those basketball shorts were supposed to distract me then he thought wrong because I could still see the outline of his dick.

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