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length of his cock. His tongue licked all over, up the sides,
    over the top, and along the slit in the top. Stefan’s fingers were
    quickly pushing in and out, moving around to stroke against his sweet
    spot.
    After coming twice just a little while before, Ben would have
    never thought it possible to do it again. He was wrong. As Stefan’s
    tongue ran over the head of his cock, Ben felt his balls draw close to
    his body.
    “Stefan, gonna—” Ben cried out as he erupted. He roared as he
    humped his hips against Stefan, feeling Stefan’s fingers stroke against
    him over and over again. The pleasure just seemed to go on and on
    until his legs began to shake and he thought he would collapse on the
    shower stall floor.
    As Stefan’s mouth popped off of his cock, and he pulled his
    fingers free, Ben slid down to sit on the floor next to him. Ben
    reached out and grabbed him, pulling him against his wet body,
    holding him as close as he could without crushing his smaller form.
    He took several deep breaths as he leaned down to brush his lips
    across the top of Stefan’s head. He held Stefan for several minutes
    before chuckling down at him.
    “See, baby, I don’t need the knot to hold you.”

    38
    Stormy Glenn

    Chapter 3
    Stefan walked down the stairs a couple of days later, hoping to
    catch Ben before he went to work. He smiled when he heard swearing
    coming from the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen, he found Ben
    standing at the stove, a frying pan in one hand, a spatula in the other.
    From the smoke rising from the stove, Stefan guessed that Ben
    was trying to cook something and not doing a very good job of it. As
    he walked closer, he winced at the state of the eggs in the pan. Ben
    was right. He couldn’t cook.
    “Here, give that to me,” Stefan said as he reached for the pan and
    spatula. He pushed Ben aside with his shoulder, looking down at the
    mess in the pan before walking to the trashcan and dumping
    everything in. “Go get ready for work. I’ll take care of this.”
    Walking back to the stove, he added some butter to the pan, then
    started cracking eggs into a bowl. Adding a little milk, he started
    whipping them together, and then poured them into the pan. As the
    eggs were cooking, Stefan went to the fridge and began searching
    around for stuff to add to the meal. Ben would not survive on a few
    eggs.
    He found some ham, quickly slicing some up and adding it to the
    pan alongside the eggs. Finding some bread, he popped it in the
    toaster, putting butter and jam on the table. Once everything was
    cooked, he dished the food up on a plate and set it on the table.
    “Ben, breakfast is ready,” he called out as he poured two glasses
    of orange juice. He just sat down in his chair when Ben came walking
    in dressed in his deputy uniform. Yum! Stefan was pretty sure he was
    going to get a quick obsession with men in uniform.

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    Ben sat down at the table looking at the food before him with a
    little bit of awe. “How do you do this? I was just trying to make an
    egg and nearly burned the house down. This looks like a feast fit for a
    king, and you had it done by the time I got back downstairs.”
    Stefan shrugged his shoulders. “I like to cook.”
    Looking up at Stefan, Ben smiled. “Please, feel free to cook
    anything you want.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small
    wad of cash, setting it on the table in front of Stefan. “Just in case you
    need anything from the store.”
    Stefan’s hands trembled as he reached over and picked up the
    money. “I can use this?”
    “Sure, buy whatever you need. If there’s anything left over, get
    yourself something nice,” Ben said as he took a bite of food. He
    closed his eyes as he chewed, opening them when he was done to
    look over at Stefan. “This is great, baby, thank you.”
    “It was nothing,” Stefan replied as he stared at the money in his
    hand. He had never really had any money before. Oliver