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TK was bored. It sucked that he and Carlos had different shifts so often. They both loved their jobs and wouldn’t change them for anything, but the different shifts did cut into the time they could spend together quite heavily. They had barely had time to say a brief hello this morning when he had gotten home from his shift before Carlos had to head out. He had hoped to make it home to be able to wake his boyfriend up with a lovely blowjob, but their last call had run long and the blowjob he had dreamed about had been changed into a quick kiss at the doorway.
He had been exhausted from his shift so he had fallen straight into bed without even bothering with a shower but now he was wide awake, and he knew it would still be a few hours before Carlos would make it home. And that was if there were no surprises that would cause Carlos’ shift to run long. With a sigh TK got up from the bed and went to shower.
Since their shifts had been very out of sync for a while, it had been a while since they had a chance to enjoy each other properly. So, it wasn’t a wonder that TK’s thoughts started to wander while he was under the hot spray. Wouldn’t it be nice if Carlos would have gotten out of his shift early and would surprise him in the shower. TK closed his eyes and imagined feeling Carlos’ hands on his body and that muscled body pressing against his own. The pictures in his mind were so vivid that he could almost imagine it happening for real. If out of its own volition, his hand drifted towards his cock that was already at half-mast just from the pictures he had conjured in his mind. With a groan he wrapped his hand around his shaft and gave himself a few good pulls. He turned so that his back was against the wall and just enjoyed touching himself for a while.
Then he, however, made a decision and removed his hand from his cock, shut off the shower and stepped out. Sure, it was tempting to get himself off in the shower, but delayed gratification would be even better. He could wait a few hours to have Carlos there with him. His next shift was a few days away and as far as he knew, Carlos should be off for the next few days too. Finally they would have time to enjoy each other properly. Maybe he could even tempt Carlos to try some new things. They had been experimenting a bit lately and TK was more than willing to see what else they could try.
At the beginning of their relationship he had liked taking the more dominant role because that’s the role he preferred with randoms and people he didn’t know that well. He wasn't comfortable putting himself in a vulnerable position with someone he didn't know if he could trust. However, lately he had gotten more comfortable in letting Carlos take the lead. Nothing got him going faster than Carlos pushing him against a wall, locking his arms over his head and taking what he wanted. Sure, he pushed back and pretended to resist Carlos’ hold on him but they both knew it was just for show, and it seemed to just spur Carlos on, so they both won at that game.
TK shook his head to banish the thoughts of Carlos pushing him against a wall because they really weren’t constructive to him holding off until his boyfriend got home, and now that he had decided not to get himself off before that he needed to think about something else. But that didn’t stop him from making a plan to make sure Carlos came home right after his shift. He put on his tightest pair of briefs he knew looked very good on him, posed in front of the mirror and snapped a photo that showed his ass very nicely.
After checking that the photo came out well, he attached it to a message and typed out a text:
"Waiting for a pounding when you get home, papi.
Then he hit send and put down his phone. He knew that he might not get a reply right away since Carlos was at work after all and might not be able to check his messages. Belatedly TK did worry that someone else might see the message if he opened it at a wrong place. His thoughts were, however, interrupted by a message tone. He quickly grabbed the phone from the table to see what Carlos had replied. The message, however, wasn’t at all what he had been expecting.
”Um, son...this again?”
TK felt mortified. Yes, he had changed Carlos’ contact on his phone to daddy as a joke a while ago and it seemed that he had accidentally picked dad instead when sending the message. What was worse, this wasn’t even the first time. He was very glad his next shift was a few days away and that he was paramedic now. Maybe he didn’t have to come face to face with his dad any time soon.
"Sorry, dad. Can you please forget ever seeing that message?”
The dots signifying his dad typing a reply appeared almost immediately. However, instead of reassurances of the message already being forgotten, he just got some fatherly advice.
"Maybe consider changing his name into something else on your phone.”
TK was determined to do that immediately. It wasn’t like they were that into the daddy stuff anyway even if he did have fond memories of calling Carlos that. It had just been a joke when he had changed it on his phone and a means to rile Carlos up. He could well remember it working at the time. Carlos had been busy with something and TK had been feeling horny. His normal advances had been blocked by Carlos telling him he wanted to finish what he was doing. He had decided to try different kinds of names to call Carlos to see which one would get the best reaction.
He had already gone through quite a few options before landing on “daddy”. As soon as that word had come out of his mouth, he had seen Carlos react so kept repeating the word while making all kinds of filthy suggestions of what he wanted Carlos to do to him. And that had definitely done the trick. He had found himself bent over the back of the sofa and held firmly there, while Carlos pounded his ass so hard, he had still felt it the next day. That’s when he had changed the contact on his phone and shown it to Carlos as well. He had only gotten an eye roll as response that time but he had also noticed that calling Carlos that seemed to get him fucked very efficiently.
But it was definitely time to change the contact to something else. He didn’t want a similar mistake to happen again with his dad. He knew his dad was very supportive of his relationship with Carlos but there were things no parent should ever know. And him waiting at home for his boyfriend to come back and pound him was certainly one of those. But at least the mistake had efficiently killed his hard on so that was a positive thing. He considered typing a new message and sending the photo to Carlos but then discarded it. He had a feeling that just seeing him in the briefs he was currently wearing, would deliver the message loud and clear. Just then his phone beeped.
“Got relieved from the shift slightly ahead of time. On my way home now. Can’t wait to see you."
It seemed no enticing photos were needed. Carlos would be home soon, and TK very much hoped they would be able to spend the time before their next shifts in bed or on other flat surfaces. Or against walls, tables or other furniture. He wasn’t really picky. They could order food in so there would be no need to leave the house at all. TK went downstairs and settled on the sofa. Carlos would be able to see him as soon as he stepped in the house. He reached into the briefs and arranged himself. Knowing Carlos was on his way had gotten him going again and he was already at half-mast. He didn’t have long to wait until he heard keys in the lock. He spread his legs a bit and placed his hand so that it framed his bulge. Judging by the way Carlos’ eyes widened when he stepped in, the view was a welcome one. And before TK had time to say anything, the front door had been banged shut and Carlos was on top of him devouring his mouth. It seemed his plan was working.
The pic that started this all is here
