The next morning, I woke up next to Tucker, and I couldn’t help but look over the sexy body of the boy I had spent the night with. He looked so peaceful sleeping there, and the covers were down enough that I could see his emerging six-pack. Even though we had the house to ourselves, I decided to get dressed in what I had worn yesterday. It was sort of cold, and there would be plenty of time to have our clothes off later.

Once I was dressed, I went downstairs and looked in the fridge for some eggs. I wanted to surprise Tucker with a nice breakfast. I cracked the eggs in a pan, and tried to see if there was bacon or anything to go with it.

Then, I heard the phone ring. Dammit! I hoped Tucker wouldn’t wake up, but I figured maybe he answered it because it stopped ringing quickly. I tried my best to hurry, but I ran out of time: I saw Tucker coming downstairs.

“You’re making breakfast?” Tucker asked as he walked up behind me. He had a bit of a weird expression on his face, but I thought nothing of it.

“Yep,” I said, now back to frying up the eggs. “I was hoping it would be a surprise though.”

Tucker inched closer to me and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “Well I love it,” he said. He rested his head on my shoulder. “And I think I’ve got a sausage for you to work on, after.” Then he licked my ear, and I could feel his hard cock against my ass.

I squirmed away a bit because it tickled. “You almost made me burn myself on the pan,” I said, laughing.

“Sorry,” he said, laughing as well. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“No,” I said, “you just relax, and I’ll be done in no time.”

I tried to focus on finishing breakfast, and Tucker tried to read a magazine on the counter, but Tucker and I kept stealing glances at each other and giggling. Finally, I managed to finish cooking everything, and we sat down for breakfast. We were chatting for a bit, when I noticed a piece of paper in my pocket. It was Jeremy’s number and address- I had totally forgotten that I was supposed to study with him tonight!

“Hey, Tucker…” I said.

“Yeah?”

“I just remembered that I said I would study with Jeremy tonight.”

“Wait, what?” he said. He looked disappointed.

“Yeah, I said I’d study math with him. He’s kinda struggling, and—“

“I thought we would have the house to ourselves again tonight,” Tucker said. “My parents don’t go out of town very often, and they’ll be back Sunday evening. I thought this would be our chance to spend the whole weekend together.”

“Yeah, well I’m sorry. I didn’t know your parents would be out of town when I agreed to it. Honest!”

“Look, if you don’t want to spend time with me, that’s fine, but at least be honest,” Tucker said.

“Are you crazy?” I said. “I spent all of yesterday with you, and I was planning to spend all of today with you, too, at least until it’s time to head over to Jeremy’s.”

“Yeah, I’m really crazy!” Tucker said. “So crazy that I actually thought I mattered to you!”

Why was Tucker being so melodramatic? He’s usually so sweet, but it seemed like I was seeing a different side to him. “Look,” I said, ‘I’m sorry, and I can come by once I’m done, anyway. Why are you being like this?”

“You know what, don’t bother coming by later,” Tucker said.

I did my best not to cry. I just went upstairs and grabbed my stuff that I had left in his room, and then headed for the door.

“I’m sorry, Tucker,” I said. “Call me if you change your mind.”

With that, I headed out.