Play It Cool

Mark starts to laugh "Fuck it kid don't worry about it, it's just a glass, one of the maids will clean it up", Mika's worried expression turns to a cute little smile, "Come on, into the living room away from that glass and I'll get you another drink you still want water?" Mark says, "Yes thank you sir that would be great" Mika replies as he scoots past Mark into the living room giving him another adorable smile as Mark notices his blue eyes very quickly shoot down to Mark's crotch. It's at this point he realises that he's dressed only in a pair of boxers and that there's a rather unsubtle tent being pitched in them that drew Mika's gaze.

He quickly finds his robe in the wardrobe to cover himself up. And brings two glasses of water into the living room where he finds Mika with his thin legs crossed staring up at him with a grin and a glint in his eye. He hands Mika the glass and sits across the coffee table from him. "So Mika, that's a rather uncommon name where is it from?" Mark asks as the vague outline of his boner is still visable as he sits down. "Oh it's a Swedish nickname, short for Mikael that's where my family is from" Mika replies almost half not listening as he's making it more and more obvious that he's staring at Mark's boner. This kid is transfixed on Mark's dick, he begins to sense an opportunity to do what he's been wanting to do for some time, but it's his son's school friend and Jr. could come down any minute, the conundrum creates a cacophony of thought inside Mark's head.