None Of Them ... Yet

As James thought about what he wanted to do with his "new" boyfriend, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock on the apartment door. Not wanting to get out of bed, James wished to know who was there, and suddenly he did.

"What does he want?" he muttered to himself.

"Did you say something, babe?" Stan whispered in James' ear, wrapping his arms around him lovingly, his hand snaking down towards James' stiff cock.

"Uh, no," James lied.

The knocking on the door continued. Obviously, the person wasn't going away. If James didn't do something, the guy at the door was going to ruin his perfect morning.