Fully naked, resting flat on his back on the bed. Soft dick out, at rest. Being completely naked even while alone is something still so new. Nothing penetrates the soft fog of contentment. The door opens; his lover enters. The microwaved leftovers sit greasy and hot in the pyrex glass. There’s nothing like eating greasy leftovers after a full night of orgasms.

Sketched in the family garden on an aggressively hot day. I still drank my coffee hot, though. I’ve never been an iced-coffee gay.