Housekeeping

"Did I miss anything?"

Nicky scrutinized critically the fruits of her boyfriend's labor.Spencer showed great enthusiasm for the cause of painting the walls, but sometimes missed the white spots in the lime green. "No, I think you did a great job," Nicky said.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "So do I have a reward?"

Nicky put on a look of serious thought and put his brush in the paint tray. "Let me see. You haven't locked yourself in your office for two whole days. Come with me to Lowe's and let me make the call. Help me move the furniture out of the bedroom. And sprinkle a lot on your head." Green paint. Alright. You've earned your reward."

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"A big reward?"

Nicky sneered.He loves Spencer's awkward puns. "It's huge."

Spencer rushed over immediately, without even putting down the brush, and grabbed Nicky by the belt loop to drag him to his side. "Fine. Your goddamn jeans are too tight, I've been taking it all day." His voice was low and husky, and a pleasant shudder ran down Nicky's spine.

Spencer was simply the perfect lover.He seemed a little green at first-after all, his previous experience was limited to a relationship that broke up after a hit.But he was a bright and studious student, eager to practice.In addition, he also said that Nicky was an excellent sex tutor, teaching as much as his own algebra teacher.Spencer could be a gruff old driver in bed, or a sweet and caring lover, and Nicky loved the contrast.Sometimes Spencer is happy to let Nicky take the lead, and other times, like this one, Spencer is in control and driving the tempo.

Spencer took Nicky roughly to his back against his chest, the brush in his hand leaving a wide mark across Nicky's T-shirt.He dropped the brush—thanks to the plastic on the floor—and slid one hand into Nicky's crotch.

"Oh my God." Nicky melted into his chest instantly.He didn't know which he liked better: the big hand that firmly held his lower body and made him gradually harden, or the firm embrace that carried the weight of his whole body.

Spencer snorted contentedly in Nicky's ear and rubbed his stubbled cheek against the sensitive skin on the back of Nicky's neck.Then he licked the skin under Nicky's ears, which he knew would drive Nicky crazy.Nicky pushed his ass against Spencer's growing cock so hard it would get paint all over his head, but he couldn't care less.Take a shower after you're done.Or better yet, he could wash with Spencer.The bathroom in the master bedroom is not too big, and it is a bit crowded for two people to wash, but they have successfully washed it once before, and no one has any complaints.

"You should have rewards too," Spencer said. "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you did well on your sociology exam?"

"Yeah. I got the streak." Last semester, Nicky got A's in chemistry and algebra.

"Well——" Spencer kissed Nicky's neck, and his hands didn't stop moving, still slowly flicking at an itchy and slow speed. "I had a chat with Powell the other day."

Nicky's head still had room to wonder why Spencer was bringing this up now.The two of them hang out with Ivan Powell a lot.They eat, drink, and sometimes even just hang out or watch TV at each other's houses. "oh?"

"He introduced me to a lawyer friend who specializes in real estate."

Spencer certainly didn't want to sell the house, after all, they had finally found time and were redecorating the place.Nicky tried to turn to look at him, but Spencer held his body deftly.

"We're going to see the lady on Monday," Spencer said.

"us?"

"Yes. She is drafting the relevant documents now. I want to add your name to the real estate certificate."

Nicky's ass didn't move.In fact, his whole body froze. "What do you want?"

"My home is your home. Literally, Monday."

"but……"

"So far, the house is not too valuable, but I think you have to help me with the loan, don't think about it."

"We've only been together a few months, Spencer. Are you sure you want to—"

"I'm optimistic. I told you. I'm the kind of person who wants to live a good life. You put yourself in my arms, do you still want to run?" Spencer stopped teasing Nicky, and He took his hand back.He pressed Nicky's shoulders and turned the man over to face him, almost cheek to cheek. "I love you, Nicky Hoser. I'd rather lose this house than lose you. I could give up my job, my electronic mess, and my car. I'd rip out my expensive diploma. I would give you every penny I make before losing you. Do you feel the same way?"

"But I don't have much to give up."

"But you gave it to me, didn't you?" Spencer put his palm on Nicky's heart, feeling his heart beating wildly in his chest.

"of course."

"Then I have nothing more to ask for."

They hug each other tightly.Both of them are still hard, this hug is not about sex - of course, they will still have sex later - this hug is love, it is commitment, it is trust, and they don't care if Nicky will be a housekeeper for the rest of his life.Nicky now tends to Spencer's house—their house—and he's determined to do it really, really well.

-The End-