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“Shh, please do not ask me, Mason.I beg of you, for I cannot resist you again.”

Mason turned to look at Francis.Their eyes locked.They stayed like that for several moments.

“Now, you must try and sleep.I am going to roam about my family home and property.I will return.”

It took Mason a moment to collect himself.“Promise?”

“Yes, my love.I promise I will be here when you awake.”

Francis slowly disappeared.

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As he had promised, Francis was lying next to Mason when he opened his eyes, a gentle smile on his lips.

“Good morning,” Francis said.“You did not sleep much.”

“You were spying on me?”Mason croaked, his mouth and throat dry.

“I checked in on you throughout the night.”

Mason looked at Francis and noticed that he was nude.“I gotta say, I do like waking up to a handsome naked man in my bed.”

“This was my bed first, I must point out,” Francis said, chuckling.

“I don’t care whose bed it is, it’s nice and that’s all I’m saying.”

Francis looked down Mason’s body slowly.“Yes, I can see that youdoapprove.”He moved closer to Mason and leaned over as if he were going to kiss Mason but instead, he lowered his entire being into Mason.

Mason’s eyes opened wide, his mouth opened, and he gasped.Then his whole body shuddered as he had the most intense orgasm that he could ever remember having.

Moments passed.Mason’s eyes had closed at some point.When he opened them, Francis was leaning over him, a big grin on his face.

“I take it that you found that pleasurable?”

Mason groaned.“I’ve never....”

Francis’ eyebrows arched up.“Never?”

“Not like that, I haven’t.”Mason sighed.“I don’t know if I can even move.”

“I hate to be the harbinger of bad news, but you must.”Francis stood up, his body on full display.“Sharon is about to knock on the door.”

“Oh, crap.”Mason reached down and pulled the sheet and blanket over himself.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door.“Mason are you awake?”Sharon asked through the door.

“Yeah, I’m about to get up.I’m gonna have a quick shower then I’ll be down.”

“Okay,” Sharon’s voice muffled.“Ellen is already having breakfast.She wanted me to come up and check on you.”

Francis, still naked, began dancing about the room.

Sharon giggled.“Morning, Francis.”

Francis suddenly stopped, an odd look on his face.“Uh...Good morning to you, Sharon.

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