Morning Routine
Gay Male Story

Morning Routine

by Titsandass1 5 min read 4.2 (3,300 views)
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Six months ago on a Monday evening in September the strikingly handsome fellow sitting opposite me in an adult education art class was to change my life in a good way. In between stolen glances I managed to complete my first drawing, this one of a pair of old shoes. He, meanwhile, had been drawing a dog. One hour into that evening as the class took a coffee break in the lobby he engaged me in chit chat. Those few minutes were the start of an age gap relationship.

Todd Maxwell, age 40, is a mechanical engineer at Raytheon and often works from home. At age 24 I am probably the only male nurse at Princeton Plainsboro Clinic.

His light-brown hair frames a diamond-shaped face. High cheek bones, blue eyes, kissable full lips and straight nose left an indelible mark on my memory at the first glance. His brawny physique made him sexy as all outdoors.

A cold February evening finds us relaxing in the sofa_a gray fabric piece_watching old reruns of "The Big Bang Theory", a favorite program.

I made observations about the cast members. Seeing "Leonard" with "Leslie Winkle" reminded me that that the two actors had worked together years earlier. Todd replied that he "did not know that."

I added that Jim Parsons played an agent in a Netflix series about Hollywood's early years.

"I watched that series," said Todd.

The episode of TBBT progressed into another episode, this one from a much later season.

"The older ones are way funnier," I remarked.

Todd did not reply.

Todd and I do not yet live together. I do, however, spend nights there quite often, especially weekends. Our residences_ mine an apartment and his a condominium_ are located perhaps within a mile of each other. I can, and have, peddled my bicycle there.

"My lease is set to expire in April. I'll be looking for a new place."

'How long have you been there," Todd asked.

'Since I started at the hospital," I replied.

I proceeded to tell my sad story.

'My parents never really accepted me when I came out. There was always friction there. I lived on campus and I was happy to be out of their house. I couldn't wait to get a job and my own place."

He told his story.

"My parents were fine with it. I told them that first summer after freshman year. I had gone home for the summer and brought Michael, my then boyfriend with me."

"Anyway my rent will probably go up. I can afford it but money is tight."

"Live here with me," Todd offered.

Those kind words made my heart to a back flip.

Our relationship was about to be taken to the next level.

Subconsciously I began looking forward to our morning routine.

Last one up will make the bed. First one up will make the coffee.

That I love to masturbate when alone is information that I've kept hidden from him. In the months that we've been a couple, however, Todd always satisfies my need to have sex.

Having him in my life meant that I did not have to resort to self pleasure. That was about to change.

By 9 o'clock he was watching "Uncoupled" on Netflix. I was still beside him in the sofa but half asleep. The urge to masturbate had struck suddenly and was rapidly growing stronger.

Should I tell him what I desperately need to do?

Should I just get naked without a word spoken and start rubbing it? All I knew was that bedroom scenes in the show made my dick start throbbing minutes into the episode.

I opted for the latter. Within seconds of taking the decision clothes and undies were in a heap on the floor. I had closed my hand around the six-shaft. I stretched my legs and leaned against the back cushion. I had been rubbing it for just a few seconds when Todd draped his arm over my shoulders.

Cum squirted putting globs near my navel. More dropped onto my abdomen. Todd took his eyes off the tv for the first time. His lips stretched into a smile.

"I love watching you."

"I thought so," I replied.

He put a kiss on my cheek.

"Little dude You are going to get laid tonight."

"I hope so because my arm gets tired."

My remark made him chuckle.

We looked into each other's eyes. Intense passion in his eyes gave way to a deep kiss. He draped his arms over my shoulders. My hands found his waist.

The tv went dark. We hurried into the bedroom leaving clothes scattered along the way. Grunts escaped my throat as the orifice tingled. He knew exactly how to pleasure me and stimulate me.

When he rolled away and onto his back the tingling in my orifice went away. The stimulus made my dick squirt again.

I woke up Saturday morning and sauntered still naked into the kitchen and took a seat at the counter. Todd had just started a coffee.

"Take a shower with me this morning?"

He poured two coffees which he set in front of two stools and took a seat beside me. We gave each other a kiss before taking our first sip of brew.

"I bet Key West is nice this time of year," I remarked.

"I doubt that there's any rooms available."

"I never spent spring break down there."

"I did," said Todd. "Students are elbow to elbow."

"There are gay resorts there."

"Call me old fashioned but I'd rather just be able to guess who's gay in the crowd."

I didn't reply.

Minutes later, having put the coffee cups in the sink, we stepped into the tub under the shower. My hand on Todd's dick brought a closed- mouth smile to his lips as he bathed.

We gazed through the living room window and dreamt of warmer climates.

A little bit of snow had fallen through the putting a white blanket on everything. A bank along the sidewalk gave testimony to work done by plow-trucks.

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