I Think My Boyfriend Is Sick Chapter 2

2.

f.u.c.k, I feel annoyed just talking about it.
We’ve been living together for a whole year now. I’ve seen him bare his arm, but I’ve never seen him take off his pants. The furthest we’ve gotten is a morning kiss and a goodnight kiss every day, and it’s even limited in time and quant.i.ty, he might not even bother me with an afternoon kiss.
But I might not have the time to find him in the afternoon, as we’re too busy with our jobs, and he’s usually asleep by the time I return.
He makes it a habit to wake early for morning exercise. He’s tried bringing me along with him before this, but as I’m so busy to the point of staying up late every day, waking up early might even kill me.
And so he comes to my room every morning, pulling me out of bed, then delivering me a morning kiss.
Thinking about it now, it’s really a miracle that I haven’t beaten him to death yet, being someone who wakes up in a bad mood every morning.
What, you’re all asking me what happens after the morning kiss?
Oh, nothing else happens after the morning kiss.
Even if I wore black lacy underwear to sleep the night before, he wouldn’t make a single extra move.
That was just an example, I don’t own black lacy underwear.
After all, I am an ordinary adult man with an eye for aesthetics.
Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask, does anyone of you know a reliable andrology clinic you can recommend? I want to try bringing him there.