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Quarterback Keeper, Part 6
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Tom woke up the next morning and found Nick laying next to him. His heart sunk. In a moment of weakness he'd wanted someone to sleep with, and now he'd fucked things up. He was sure of it. He rubbed his hand up and down Nick's back and across his shoulders. His shoulders were thick and muscular. His whole body was getting hard from lifting.
It was a strange feeling. Nick was tight against him like a girl. The same vulnerability and passivity was there. At the same time, Nick was strong and more than capable of handling himself. It had slowly dawned on Tom that Nick was more in control than he was. Nick went with the flow and let hings play, while Tom tried, in vain, to set the pace and control the relationship.
He didn't believe that sex had to mean something. He'd fucked plenty of girls with that mindset. But sex with Nick meant something because despite his best efforts, Tom made it mean something. He couldn't help but think that the constant escalating encounters said something about him.
Nick stirred . His fingers moved across Tom's hard stomach and Tom's cock started to respond. He breathed in deeply and smelled Nick's body. He smelled like a man, right down to his morning breath. As his warm, hard body pressed against Tom's torso, Tom's dick became painfully hard. He moved one arm to grab it, and Nick woke up against him.
Nick looked him in the eyes, "Hey."
"Hey." Tom said back.
Nick began to get up and then saw Tom's dick. He grinned. "Morning wood."
"Uh . . . yeah." Tom said. He didn't want Nick to know that he didn't wake up with an erection. It came a little later.
Nick grabbed onto it. "My favorite kind of wood."
