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He lets out a big yawn, throws the duvet off him and then wakes up grudgingly from the bed. The first thing he sees is a sticky note next to his phone which sits on the study table next to the bed, "Be right back, Love. Akinyi". He smiles. Akinyi has that effect on him. He lets out a fart, the kind that you have to shift your sitting posture to avoid waking up the neighbors. Steve doesn't think much afterwards, mostly because Akinyi also makes him feel that kind of free.

He stretches and then walks to a large mirror mounted on the side wall next to the bathroom. He looks at himself from top to bottom. A weird thought crosses his mind so he looks at the door to confirm it’s locked. It appears to be. He then removes his shirt and then his boxers. He stares at a naked guy in front of him. His eyes move from his chest to his abs and then to his "You know what". He turns for a side view. Nice! His blood starts to rush. He can feel his heart throbbing. He looks at his thighs and feet and then quickly goes back to where his gaze was. He gets a glimpse of his ass and it almost takes him by surprise. He turns a bit more to see it clearly. He pushes it out trying to see how it'd look if it were bigger, much like Akinyi's. "Hmmm! Interesting", He thinks to himself. He then goes back to his initial side view. It's fully erect now. He notices its slight curve and then twists his head to the side to see it better. He holds it with his hand. He wants to think it's her hand holding it but quickly shies away from that thought. He tells himself it's because he's never thought about her that way. Denial massages his fears and he lets it, the way he lets her nonhands massage his "You know what".

Bzzzzz! It's one of the thousands of alarms he sets which startle him. He quickly goes to his phone while thinking how weird it feels to have it fully erect and swinging up and down without any boxers jailing it. instinctively he almost clicks snooze but retreats soon enough to choose stop. This usually happens when his mind is fixated on one thing and the rest are subject to autopilot mode.

Steve sits at the edge of the bed, naked as birth. His hand is still holding his phone, his other hand is holding his non-phone. He sits there and lets a moment pass by. He knows what's about to happen but doesn't want to admit it. He thinks back to the days when he was once a man with dignity and grace. He can't quite remember that too. He wakes up and walks again Infront of the mirror, what was now becoming a soft piece of meat halts and begins a reverse reaction, it seems like some chemistry exists between him and this mirror. He wraps his right hand around it. Before he does anything to it, he closes his eyes. He strokes it once and then strokes it again. "Aaaaaah!" He opens his eyes to bear witness to the genesis of his sins.

A moment hasn't passed by before the door handle is twisted by an intruder from the outside! It's Akinyi. The door swings wide open and both Akinyi's and Steve's eyes meet somewhere between. Akinyi freezes while still holding his breakfast. Steve is also frozen while still holding his non-breakfast!

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