Sunday, 25th December 2022

Jamie squirmed down the bed as gently as possible, letting the blankets cover his head. Roy was snoring softly, and Jamie listened to the sound as he eased Roy's briefs down…this would be much easier if he could convince the other man to sleep in the nutty like Jamie did. Roy kept his top half warm enough that Jamie had completely given up on sleepwear. He freed Roy's cockhead and made space for himself to take the soft, spongy head into his mouth. Jamie rested his head against Roy's upper left thigh and let his mouth go slack but ensured Roy's cockhead didn't go anywhere. Jamie let his mind wonder, Roy's soft cock on his tongue as the air around him grew humid with his breath and the heat of Roy's body. Sometime later, Roy's hand moved, his fingers threading through Jamie's hair.

"You did this for me?" Roy said softly, his voice gruff with sleep. That was when Jamie realised that the older man had lifted the sheets from his head. Jamie blinked up at him, making sure not to move his mouth.

Roy hand dropped down and ran along the seem of Jamie's lip.

"You're gorgeous."

Jamie felt the words sit heavily in his stomach – he savoured them like he savoured the feel of Roy on his tongue, the salty tang of his musk. He wanted to tighten his mouth and feel Roy harden, come, slacken on his tongue. The temptation was pressing on him but more than that he wanted to make it stretch and last, wanted to allow himself to wait. Wanted to make Roy wait.

Roy smiled at Jamie and reached for the book on his bedside table. He opened to the page he had been reading and settled his fingers in Jamie's hair as he started reading aloud. Jamie had heard enough of the book to know what was happening, but he ignored the words; allowing the world to slip away from him again. He had no idea how much time had passed. He felt the pool of saliva at his bottom lip when Roy's hand on his head changed and he realised that the sound of Roy's narration was gone. Roy's cock thickened in his mouth and Jamie left himself malleable while Roy's hips moved. Roy dragged it out, his cock hardening slowly, his movements languid until Jamie couldn't think of anything beyond the press of Roy's cock and the feel of his hand, the hair under Jamie's fingers, the bracket of warm thighs. Jamie didn't realise he'd come until after Roy's cock had spurted, after it had softened in the warm, soft, unmoving cavern of Jamie's mouth. The sticky feel between his thighs told him he'd found his pleasure in Roy's control and pleasure.

Jamie's eyes closed without him thinking about it and he drifted along until Roy moved away.

"Shh," Roy soothed him, running a hand over Jamie's hair. "I'll be right back. Drink this for me, baby," he handed Jamie a glass of water and Jamie sipped at it slowly before he wriggled and settled.

"Turn over," Roy said softly, turning Jamie and wiping at his soft cock, thighs, and abdomen to remove the sticky mess of his spend before he placed a soft cloth down and crawled back into bed to curl around Jamie.

"Training?"

"Just the one at the club," Roy told him softly. "Merry Christmas."

Jamie nodded sleepily and wriggled until he was sprawled over Roy to fall back to sleep.

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Jamie walked into Roy's office. "I'm heading to the airport, gonna catch a taxi with Colin. See you in the morning."

"Wish everyone a merry Christmas," Roy said, looking up.

"I'll send you a picture of Katie wearing her new kit."

Roy smiled softly. He stood and stepped closer to Jamie. His hand brushed Jamie's knuckles. "Have a safe flight."

Jamie nodded and stepped back, grabbing his bag and heading for Colin who was standing with Isaac and waiting for him. They strode out of the building, headed for their families. Jamie felt like he was leaving part of his behind.

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