Forget the eggs and toast — the only thing getting eaten this morning is ass. Part one of this sizzling two-part series opens with a domestic scene that quickly turns pornographic: two men in the kitchen, morning wood straining against boxers, and the mutual realization that breakfast can definitely wait.
The morning light catches their bodies beautifully as clothes hit the kitchen floor. There is something uniquely intimate about pre-coffee sex — the sleepy eyes, the bedhead hair, the morning breath kisses that somehow taste better because they are unplanned. One drops to his knees right there by the counter, taking his partner’s morning erection deep into his throat.
The kitchen becomes a playground of impromptu sex positions — bent over the counter, lifted onto the table, pressed against the refrigerator. The urgency of morning arousal drives the pace, both men desperate to satisfy the need that woke them before the alarm. Part one leaves you hanging right at the edge, with cocks throbbing and breakfast stone cold on the counter.
