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“Hey, hey.” Jules leaned his hip against the edge of the vanity. “Slowly. Do it sexy for Daddy.”

“Okay, Daddy.” Brick didn’t know why, but the intensity of Jules’s gaze on him made him blush. The heat rose over his cheeks and down his neck, and he took his time now as he let his robe slide down and off his arms.

Jules didn’t even blink, utterly enraptured and watching Brick’s every move.

Brick peeled his shirt off with the same patience as his robe, making sure to flex his stomach and shoulders as he did. He turned around to put his back to Jules, winking at him over his shoulder as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his pants. He made sure that he had the hem of his underwear too, and he bent over, dragging them both to his ankles.

“Mm, baby boy,” Jules murmured. “Fuck, your ass is so fuckin’ hot.”

Brick stayed in his bent over position as much as he could while stepping out of his pants, underwear, and slippers. He stood up, stretching his arms over his head and grunting softly. He turned back to face Jules, his cock half-hard just from the thrill of having such a captive audience.

He couldn’t get enough of the way Jules gazed over his body as if he was the most beautiful thing in the world, and he wanted this man to devour him completely. He stepped up to Jules, fully bare now, and his fingers danced up Jules’s chest to trace his collarbones. “Is that what you wanted, Daddy?”

“That was real good, baby boy. Thank you.” Jules tilted his head, his eyes scanning over Brick from head to toe. He brushed his knuckles over Brick’s stomach, lightly tracing the lines of his abs.

It sort of tickled, and Brick squirmed. He wanted to touch Jules too, and he reached for the top button of Jules’s shirt. Jules didn’t stop him, so he kept going. As soon as the shirt was out of his way, he greedily stroked the curve of Jules’s belly and his thick pecs.

They didn’t say anything, only trading smiles and heated glances, their hands exploring each other’s bodies in the tender silence.

Brick’s pulse was reverberating all the way to his toes, and there was a wonderful fluttering sensation moving about his chest. He felt light and sexy, and he shivered when Jules’s fingers glided down his spine to the cleft of his ass.

Jules didn’t explore any farther south except to ghost just over the top of each cheek, bowing his head to kiss Brick’s brow. “Mmm, come on, baby boy. Daddy’s gotta get your bath going.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Jules turned on the faucet for the tub, waiting a few seconds before it reached a desirable temperature. He walked over to the shower and then returned with a bottle of body wash.

“What are you doing?” Brick asked curiously.

“I ain’t got no bubble bath, so I’m gettin’ creative.” Jules winked and squirted several big dollops of body wash into the tub.

“Hey, that totally works, Daddy. Bubbles are awesome.”

Because of his size, Brick hadn’t had much time in a tub that could accommodate him. He did enjoy baths at home, but he had to either be sitting up or slouched down with his knees bent or else he wouldn’t fit. This tub was big enough for him to stretch out completely and still have room for another person.

He was really looking forward to it, and he was smiling as the bubbles rose up in a big pillowy cloud.

Whatever body wash Jules used smelled good as hell too, woodsy and warm, and Brick was ready to jump right in. He must have been staring at the water particularly hard because Jules started to laugh.

“What?” Brick asked. “Sue me. I don’t have access to giant tubs on a regular basis.”

“It’s cute. Go on.” Jules nodded. “Get in, baby boy.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Brick stepped into the tub, and he groaned from the heat of the water. He cautiously lowered himself down, reaching out for the bubbles to spread them around. The water wasn’t that deep yet, but that didn’t stop Brick from lying back and immediately stretching out his legs. He groaned again. “Oh yeah, Daddy. This is fuckin’ awesome.”

“Good.” Jules started to undress the rest of the way. “You deserve nice shit like this, baby boy. Just wait until it fills up and I hit them jets.”

“You are amazing.” Brick smiled sweetly. “Oh, and so is this tub.”

“I got one just like it at home.”

“Lucky.” Brick eyed Jules as he stripped, imagining how hot it would be to lick the underside of his belly. He scooted forward to make room as Jules stepped into the tub behind him.

Jules spread his legs out on either side of Brick, hugging his waist and pulling him back against his chest. “Come here, baby boy. Get nice and comfy.”

“Not too comfy,” Brick warned. “One of us has to turn off the water.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

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