Page 3 of Snowballing

“Okay.” He peeled the last bit of orange off and ate it.

“Speaking of work, I got some big news today. Your old man did such a good job that the company is sending him to Hawaii in February!”

“Holt shit, Dad!”

“I appreciate the excitement, pal, but I don’t think ‘shit’ is something you should be saying.”

He ignored me. “Does that mean I’m going to Hawaii too?”

“Not this time, I’m afraid.”

He walked over to the compost bin and threw the rind in dramatically.

“But maybe…” I watched him lift his head up. “If you finish the school year strong, I’ll consider taking you there this summer.”

I was such a pushover with him.

But it wasn’t like I had anyone else to spoil.

* * *

My phone dinged while I was in the shower. I finished rinsing off before stepping out to check it.

Jayden: Well, Mr. TenInchTop, if that’s really your body and you have a ten-inch cock, I’ll swallow everything you have with a smile all night.

Yes! It was the dark-haired one with the scruff. And apparently, he liked it dirty.

TenInchTop: Does this answer your question?

I dropped my towel, aimed the camera at the mirror and snapped a pic. While I wasn’t ten inches soft, it was a mouthful either way.

I played three sports in high school, football in college and kept active with the company’s teams, besides swimming, kickboxing, and CrossFit for fun. And while I was considered ancient by any gay guy under twenty-five, I did everything I could to not look it. I didn’t want my body limiting my lifestyle as I aged.

I was hairy in all the right places - to my tastes anyway - chest, treasure trail, pubes and legs. My back was practically sculpted bronze and the hair on my stomach wasn’t enough to hide my abdominals. My tan was natural thanks to my Italian heritage, though I inherited my mother’s blond hair.

I was aware of the surprise my male co-workers registered when they saw me in the locker room. My suits hid everything well. Cock included. The guys on the team gave me the nickname ‘Horse’.

Jayden: Draw a smiley face on the mirror so I know you’re not just using a fake.

Two can play that game.

TenInchTop: Only if you draw a smiley face on your ass so I know I’m getting what’s advertised.

I almost dropped the phone when the pic came through. He must’ve used a remote to take the pic. Or he had a very accommodating roommate.

TenInchTop: Well, alright then. That is a beautiful ass.

Jayden: I’m real, Mr. Ten Inches. Let’s see if you are too.

I quickly drew the face in the condensation and took the pic.

Jayden: Well, damn. I guess it’s my lucky night.

Jayden: What time do you want me over? Any other requests?

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GARETH