Mark was in a time crunch, he slipped the tray of bacon into the oven and focused back on the eggs on the stove. He was going to make sure they turned out good this time, not the hard lumpy mess he served week. Next, he stuck the toast in the toaster and checked the coffee machine. Everything was on schedule he saw in relief, he wanted to make sure breakfast would be perfect.
Turning back around to the stove, he pulled the eggs off the stove. They were perfect, soft and pillowy, they would get their last little bit of cooking off the heat. As he maneuvered the eggs off the burner he felt the heat of the stove on his crotch, heating up his "eggs." Mark woke up late and had raced to the kitchen to get breakfast ready. All he had put on was his stripped apron, he was still completely naked underneath, just like he had gone to bed last night.
To an outside observer Mark would have a looked ridiculous. A fully grown man, running around his kitchen completely naked except for an apron. His muscular ass was sticking out the back and the apron was tightly held in place by a bow that sat just at the top of his crack. Mark was a fit guy, despite his busy work schedule as an account executive and vice president at his company he found time to workout. He had broad shoulders, well developed arms and legs, and a triangle shaped back. Up front he had large pecs and under the apron an 8-pack hid under his forest of blond chest hair. If you were looking close enough you'd be able to see the black cock ring wrapped around the top of his balls or the imprint of a chastity cage though the apron. Despite Mark's masculine physique he has a very small cock. The whole thing fit in the have inch black cobra cage he wore.
He had awoken that Saturday morning from the sound of Veronica moaning in the bedroom. Mark had just finished long week at work so of course he was tired and slept in. The couch in the living room was surprisingly comfortable and the cool air on his body knocked him out. He was sleeping on the couch because Veronica had a date with Michael the night before so the bedroom had been occupied.
Making breakfast Mark continued to listen to Veronica's moans which were turning into screams. "Uhhhhnnuhhhhhhh" he heard her utter, accompanied by a muffled slap through the closed bedroom door. Almost every time Veronica and Michael had a date it was accompanied by another session the next morning. The two couldn't get enough of each other. Knowing he needed to focus on the task at hand Mark began setting the small kitchen table, setting out a place for the both of them. Veronica wanted the table looking nice so he pulled out a pitcher for some orange juice, two glasses, and two coffee mugs. The small apartment kitchen was starting to look like breakfast at a resort. Mark folded napkins at each setting.
The toast popped out of the toaster and he was ready to plate. Mark arranged a slice of toast, eggs, and bacon on each of the plates. It was a hearty breakfast, Mark knew they'd need it.
Just as he placed both plates on the table Micheal walked in. He was sweaty from the mornings activities and his still hard cock was visible through his grey boxer briefs. Usually Micheal would be down first while Veronica cleaned up. Mark new why Veronica liked hanging out with Micheal so much. He had a massive 9 inch cock, that was sitting fat in his underwear like a can of tennis balls. Micheal kept fit too. While Mark was big and hairy Micheal had the body of someone who liked to show off. He trimmed all his body hair, tanned, and toned us body with the goal of impressing any girl he came across. The multitude of the differences between the two was very obvious as Mark stood there in his apron and chastity cage as Micheal arrived from fucking Mark's girlfriend.
