Michael arrived back at Kent's at 2:15, dressed in a collared knit shirt, khaki slacks and Birkenstock sandals. Kent had given him a key, so he just let himself in. He came up behind him in the kitchen and gave him a hug. Kent turned and kissed him firmly on the mouth.

"Welcome home...at least 'home' for now! Man - look at you...talk about dressing for success!"

"Well, you said this was an important shoot this afternoon, and I didn't want your clients to think you dragged some street kid in to hold the light...this is ok, isn't it?"

"Man, you're not only sexy...you're smart! You couldn't look better if I'd dressed you myself...and absolutely - that is exactly how I'd like you to dress for the clients. I've got to check something though..."

"What's that?"

"Come here for a minute..."

Michael stepped forward, and Kent quickly unzipped his fly, reached in and grabbed his package.

"What's that for...not that I mind of course, but it isn't really a very romantic move! You could at least kiss me when you grab my goodies!"

"Just wanted to see if you had on your tighty-whiteys!"

"You could have asked, you know..."

"I'd much rather check!!"

"I guess I like it better that way too - as far as I'm concerned my 'stuff' and your hand should never be far apart...but what's the deal?"

"Yesterday, when I cut the liner out of your shorts - you gave me a fit because your bone would always show...something you can control if you're wearing 501's...but certainly not in khaki's - so, I just wanted to check on how you were 'controlling' your dick!"

"OK, so...I knew that I wanted to dress a little better for this shoot this afternoon, and knew that if I was thinking of you, I'd pop a woody...and I'd never control my dick without underwear, so had to wear some...sorry!"

"Nothing to be sorry about...glad that you pop a woody when you think of me...!"

"Hell, the only time I've been soft in the last week and a half is right after I've cum...and that doesn't last very long - then I'm hard again...face it, I'm never NOT thinking about you - so I'm almost never NOT hard... especially when I have my ring on, which I haven't taken off yet!"

"It doesn't hurt to leave it on most of the time...might be good to take it off when you sleep though, so you won't pinch anything important... although, we both wore them all night last night...and if you recall - like you'd forget...(ha!)...I was the only one that did any pinching...well, maybe you did some too - but our rings didn't!"

"Funny thing happened on the way to one of my classes today...a guy I talk to some asked me what was up...I asked him what he meant, and he said he thought that I had sort of a 'shine' - like a guy that just got laid, or something like that!"

"What did you say back?"

"Nothing...I just smiled and walked on to class...do I look like I just got laid?"

Kent put his arms around him and kissed him solidly...making sure that their baskets were in full contact!

"I don't think I can answer that objectively - much too close