Recovery...

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Troy

I still didn't understand why I told Adrian everything that I did.  Although, as my freshly showered body snuggled up to the side of his, everything just seemed right.  Being with him just felt right in every way.  His arm wrapped around my slender frame, pulling me safely into him.  Even in the years before my procedure, I had never felt so content being with somebody.

Not even cuddling with my ex-boyfriend even remotely compared to how good this felt.  Of course, I had dated him for all the wrong reasons.  That was nothing more than a relationship born out of convenience.  Tommy was a dancer on my first national tour.  He was tall and toned like an athlete.  After spending so much time together during rehearsals, it wasn't exactly a shock when we started fucking around.  Nobody was surprised when we finally got together.  There was no real love between us, though.  It was two close guys using each other to fulfill each other's needs.  After deciding to proceed with the experimental procedure, our relationship came to an abrupt end.  Tommy left the group before our last tour started.  And I haven't heard a peep out of him since.  Yeah, I missed the sex, but I was so weak after performing that I spent the rest of the time until my next performance recovering.

Lying here with Adrian seemed completely different.  Despite the short amount of time he had been helping me, I could feel something different this time.  It wasn't just about using each other's bodies for the sole sake of getting off.  Nor was it about looking good in public.  Adrian actually cared about taking care of me.  I was more than just a tight hole for him to use.  He actually took the initiative to make sure I got off, which was way more than Tommy ever did for me.  I always had to take care of it myself.  Just the way he coddled me in my after sex bliss was more caring than I've ever experienced in the past.

Adrian whispered, "You need to shave, little one."

I responded by rubbing my bristly chin gently against his toned pec.  His smooth torso was a perfect match to mine, and the heat radiating from him was enough to put me back to sleep.  Of all the houses I could have wandered to in my daze, I was truly lucky to end up on Adrain's doorstep.

He continued, "I'm getting hungry.  How about we get up and figure out lunch."

Mumbling into his chest, "You don't have to go through so much trouble for me."

Adrian replied, "Yes, I do.  Besides, I don't mind taking care of you.  Now let's get up, throw some clothes on, and figure out what we're having delivered.  I don't really cook too often."

Fuck, I so didn't want to leave his warm body.  To leave the soft bed and warm covers.  However, the soft grumbling from my stomach was causing me to agree with Adrian.  He pulled the covers back, allowing the cool air in the room to hit my lightly sweat coated skin.  A shiver ran down my spine as Adrian left my side before getting off the bed.  He reached out a hand, which I graciously accepted, as he helped me get up.  Adrian took in my nude body as his cock noticeably started to thicken.  Although he just fucked me into the mattress not even an hour ago, I was already wanting him back inside me.  That big fucking cock of his was just another reason that I was starting to like him so much.

I followed Adrian as he walked around the foot of the bed and went to the dresser.  That ass, holy-fuck, that ass should be on display in a museum somewhere.  I barely ever topped, but I did enjoy looking at firm mounds like his.  He pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and another white tee which I graciously accepted.  The shorts were baggy, but the waist fit decently anyway.  Adrian watched intently as I pulled the t-shirt over my head and down my chest.  I watched his fine ass as Adrian pulled a pair of shorts up his hair covered legs and pulled a tank over his bare torso.  Now, my own cock was stiffening again under the thin shorts.  I didn't know what this guy was doing to me, but I kinda liked it.  Besides, he was more than aware by now of exactly how interested I was in him.

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