Unaware that his brother had company over the night before, Spencer Laval is just a man trying to eat his breakfast in peace and quiet, but when Marcus Tresor finds him in the kitchen, standing alone with his morning wood raging, things become a little awkward. Marcus tells Spencer he’s not really into cold cereal, and instead prefers a little breakfast sausage, eyeing the bulge in Spencer’s shorts. Spencer tries to play it off, but Marcus persists, and before he knows it, Marcus is gripping his cock and staring him dead in the eyes. Spencer’s mind is telling him to walk away, but his throbbing cock is telling him something else entirely, and when Marcus flips Spencer’s waistband down and begins to suck him off, Spencer realizes there are worst ways to spend the morning.