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before he could walk away, out the door, and across the hall, he leaned down, gripped the headboard on either side of Bobby's head and stole a kiss.
    It was meant to be a soft goodnight kiss. It turned into so much more. He couldn't seem to control himself when his lips touched Bobby's. He wanted to slide his tongue inside Bobby's mouth, to tangle their tongues together, to test out the edges of Bobby's teeth. He wanted to suck Bobby's breath into his lungs and give Bobby his. He wanted to kiss the man all night long and into the dawn.
    Instead, he let his lips linger on Bobby's for a moment more. When he pulled away, the pulse in Bobby's throat was visibly throbbing and the sheet over his lap was tented. Thor grinned and whispered his lips over Bobby's again. "You're not to touch your cock after I leave, do you understand me?"
    "Yes sir, but...?"
    "But what?"
    "But what about before you leave?"
    Thor smiled, indulgent. In a giving mood, he dropped his hand to the sheet bunched in Bobby's fingers. Thor tugged and Bobby let go, allowing his cock to be exposed. Bobby was hard, the head a deep pinkish-red, the vein along the underside, full and thick.
    "Seems you didn't get enough of a release earlier," Thor murmured, his palm hovering over Bobby's erection.
    "I..."
    "It's all right. I'm not sure I did either." He hadn't. He was just as hard if not more so beneath his kilt. He had a thought of pulling Bobby's head over and under and letting him suck to his heart's content, or until Thor spilled down his throat, whichever came first. He willed the desire aside though, and lowered his hand to Bobby's own cock. His lover caught his breath and as Thor started to stroke the shaft, slow and easy, Bobby let the breath out. His hands fisted alongside his hips, the muscles in his arms and thighs tight with strain.
    "You like this? A handjob from a man? From me?"
    Bobby's eyes were fixated on the movement of Thor's hand. "Y-yes," he hissed. He chanced a quick glance up, his cheeks heating. "Yes sir."
    Thor smirked. "Good boy." He squeezed Bobby's cock, drawing his hand up and tenting his fingers over the head, tugging lightly before letting go. He leaned down, kissing the whorl of Bobby's ear, whispering, "You're a good boy and you'll continue to be a good boy, won't you? You won't touch your cock after I leave the room, will you? You'll keep your hands to yourself, yes?"
    Bobby nodded. Thor didn't think Bobby, with the state of arousal he was in, could form words at that moment, much less speak. That was fun in and of itself, arousing Bobby to the point of being mute, incapable of speech, incapable of much more than nodding his head in acknowledgement.
    Thor patted Bobby's cock making the man buck and moan in need. "Excellent. I'll see you in the morning."

CHAPTER THREE
     
    Bobby pulled in the driveway and parked. The scent of coffee filled the inside of his car and he took a sip from his cardboard cup, careful not to burn his tongue. He'd stopped at the coffee shop after the grocery store because functioning without coffee was unheard of for him. Thor had wanted him to cook breakfast, but there was nothing in the house to cook with. There were some assorted pots and plates and eating utensils, but no food. Well, okay, there were hotdogs and some cheese, bread, a half-gallon of what used to be milk and water. What Bobby was supposed to make breakfast with, he'd had no idea, so, he made a trip to the store.
    He turned the car off and grabbed the bag of ingredients and the coffee cups. He'd didn't know how Thor took his coffee so Bobby just left it black. He'd picked up some drinkable milk that Thor could use if he needed to. Bobby wasn't even sure Thor drank coffee, but if he didn't, well, that just left more for Bobby.
    Nudging the door closed with his hip, Bobby walked quickly to the front door of the house. He hadn't had a key either. He hoped nothing had happened while he was gone but the neighborhood was so quiet this morning, he