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Spencer Cypress

Graham is... big. Very big. I think the correct terminology is well endowed. But that feels like an understatement.

While he was big, I'll be honest, Graham seemed to be a bit inexperienced. Of course, I understood. It was his first time with a man. I took a bit of a lead and showed him what to do.

But when he got the hang of it, my God did it feel perfect. And Graham slowly took control over what went between us.

I was able to sleep easier that night. Graham wanted to keep going but I had to make him stop because I was too exhausted.

That morning, I woke up to Graham peering down at me while smiling.

"Good morning!" He eagerly said and kissed me.

"Graham-" I was cut off by a pain on my side. "Fuck!"

"Dang it." Graham muttered. "Are you badly hurt? Do you need some medicine or something? I don't know much about this."

"I'll be fine." I grunted as I sat up.

"Want me to run a bath for you? Could that help?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, that'd help, please." I said. He left for the bathroom and turned on the water. After he was finished, he carried me over and slowly placed me in.

"Good?"

Warmth took over me. I beckoned Graham over with my finger. "Join me." I told him.

Graham was hesitant but he sat across from me. His legs were caging me around my waist.

"Uh," Graham muttered. "I really enjoyed it last night. It had been a long time since I've been with someone that way."

His blushing and deterrence to look at me made him look innocent.

"I liked it too, Graham." I replied. He looked up, still blushing. "It just seems like we're perfect for each other."

"I think... I love you, Spencer." Graham blurted out.

I leaned forward until my lips were close to his face. "I love you too, Graham." I said and kissed him.

Graham quickly gave into the kiss and held me close. My hands went down to grab him down there. He was already excitedly hard.

"Spencer? Do you want to do it... again?" He asked.

My fingers traced his length until I placed my palm on his torso.

"Well, I'm not just touching you like this for no reason, right?" I asked. He nodded and began to shift us a bit forward until I was laying on the edge of the tub.

It probably wasn't a good idea to do another quickie in the morning. By the time we were done, Juniper was already scratching on the door.

"Right, we should feed them." Graham said. We got dressed and quickly fed our pets.

"Sorry, animals. We were busy this morning." I told them.

Graham came from behind me, hugging me and placing his head on my shoulder.

"Well, then can we be busy tonight again?" He asked.

I smirked at him. "You got one taste of the forbidden fruit and now you want more?" I teased him. He blushed and snuggled into my neck.

"Would that be a bad thing?"

I let out a sigh. "No."

Our days became constant at some point. When I woke up, I knew that Graham was just a few paces away from my house. That is, if he wasn't sleeping over or if I wasn't sleeping over.

Things settled down. No more having to worry about former bosses or lawsuits.

Yet, I was still unemployed. While I had enough money to live off for a year, I knew that I should at least get started now with looking for work.

But I also didn't want to move away from here. I had what I needed, minus the job, of course.

For now, I focused my efforts on preparing for Graham's sister and her family's arrival. It will be my first time meeting them.

"What if they don't like me?" I asked.

"You've been saying that for the past few days. Calm down." Graham told me.

"But what if I embarrass myself in front of them or say something stupid?"

"Hey," He grabbed me and spun me around until he leaned me on the kitchen counter. "If I like you, then they'll like you."

"Yeah, right." I put my hand on his face and stopped him from kissing me. "Do you have scissors? I wanna make some decorations for the house."

"They're in my office." He said.

His office is somewhere I don't go to much. It's not that Graham has banned me or anything. We just prefer to keep his work something separate.

I looked through his shelves and drawers, only finding files or loose papers.

The desk was a complete mess. I resisted the urge to arrange all his papers. But the part that likes everything organized took over. It was a violation, yes. But I was at least satisfied.

"Spencer! Do you need help?" Graham called out. He entered the office and saw me sitting at his desk. "I didn't know you liked doing paperwork." he said, approaching the desk.

"I've got quite a lot of experience, Mr. Birch." I replied.

Graham came to my side and looked at the files. "Hm," He muttered to himself. "How did you organize these?"

"Uh, I did it by date. But I noticed that some of these documents were packets, so I assumed they were the most complex and vital ones. Those got pushed forward." I explained.

"This is... genius." He said.

I blushed. "Thanks." I said. "It was nothing complicated. I just did what I knew how to do."

"Well, it seems that you have a natural talent for that."

Just as I was about to say something, Juniper began barking loudly. Graham and I went out to the porch and saw an elegant silver car pulling up into the driveway.

"Is that them?" I asked. The license plate said 'Oregon' on it.

"Yup!" Graham said. The back car door opened, and a little girl came running out.

"Uncle!" She ran and jumped into Graham's arms.

"Angela!" Graham picked her up and spun her around. "Look how big you are!"

Juniper ran out and also began to wag his tail. Graham's sister and her husband stepped out and greeted Graham.

"Uh, Reb, Amir, Angela, meet Spencer." Graham said. I smiled at them and was going for a handshake until his sister pulled me into a hug.

"Ugh! Finally, I get to meet the famous Spencer!" She said. She leaned into my ear. "I hope you've been taking good care of him."

"Uh," I stuttered.

"Oh, and this is my husband, Amir." She introduced me to him. He gave me a charming smile.

"Pleasure to meet you. City council president Amir Ghaf at your service." He said while giving me a firm handshake. He's a politician. The smile makes sense now.

"Amir. No politics. You know the rules." His wife reprimanded him. I looked down and saw Angela looking up at me. She had the signature blue eyes that Graham and his sister have. But she also had the brown skin and black hair of her father.

"Hi!" Angela said. "Are you the man that my uncle has been talking about always?" She asked. Graham swooped down and picked her up quickly.

"Okay... then. Why don't we head inside?" Graham said. Angela was chuckling as her uncle lifted her into the air and let her guide him to the kitchen.

"Sorry for the sudden introduction." Rebecca said to me. "Graham and I haven't seen each other in so long."

"It's no problem." I said. I closed the door and let them walk into the living room.

"Hm. Graham, did you get a new pet?" Rebecca asked. Graham set down his niece on the couch and put a cartoon for her.

"Uh, no. That's Holly's."

"Who's Holly?" Rebecca asked.

"Kitty!" Angela shouted. She ran to the cat tree where Holly was peering down at her like a plebian whom he has no time for.

Rebecca leaned into my ear. "So, I guess you two are basically living together now." She whispered.

"Well, not exactly." I softly muttered.

"Ay! Graham! Let's get the fire started!" Amir shouted from the backyard. Graham left for outside while Rebecca and I went to the kitchen.

It felt like all the nerves I had before just melted away. I was grateful that Graham's family were easy going people. Perhaps this weekend won't be so dreadful.