Anthony walked over to the couch where James was seated and he dug his hands into his pocket, having left his mug on the kitchen counter. "Come on...I'll show you your room." he muttered. He waited until James stood up to walk back into the hallway and to the guest room. It was a decent size for one person. A single-person bed with clean sheets and a pillowcase, a dresser with three drawers on either side of the front, a small walk-in closet. There was decent carpeting on the floor and the walls had a warm tan color so the person wouldn't be staring at white walls. The room had a window as well that looked out at the city and the busy street below.

His eyes grew wide, and he nodded his head. "Its, its beautiful. Thank you Master. I love it," He said sitting on his bed happily. He then bent off the bed slightly, picking up something that was on the other side of the bed, unknowingly giving his master a perfect view of the outline of his behind.

Anthony couldn't help but stare at the view he received of that perfectly round behind he almost assaulted earlier. For someone so innocent, he had a nice body...a perfect body. The painter had to actually fight himself from going over to pushing James onto the bed. He had no idea what was wrong with him. He despised all of the pretty faces coming to his door wanting sex and nothing else, not even to bother seeing some of his talent at work, and here he was getting hot and heavy over a younger male who genuinely showed up because of his talent.

"Ahh, here it is," He said, coming up and picking up a book he had dropped. "Its getting kinda late now master. Do you mind if I go to bed? What time do we start tomorrow?"

"You go ahead and get some rest...we're starting as early as we can tomorrow." Anthony replied softly before he left the doorway to shuffle his way to the bathroom where he stripped off whatever clothes he was wearing. He needed a long shower. He needed something to distract him from the enticing sight he saw. He turned on the water and let it warm up as he leaned on the bathroom counter running his fingers through his own dark, smooth locks.

Smiling a little, he nodded his head, stripping his clothes off, he naturally felt more comfortable naked, he climbed into the bed, closing his eyes and soon falling into a deep sleep. The room was naturally so warm that he barely needed more than a thin sheet to keep him warm. In fact about an hour before he awoke, he actually kicked off the sheet, and exposed his milky white ass to the air. His member was pressed against the bed, hidden, but his behind was on display for his master to see when he came to wake him up, if he came to wake him up.

Anthony took a long, hot shower that cleared his head. He still had no idea what was wrong with him. This was the first time he was actually doing the listing after...he almost felt a little sick with himself. Maybe he'd gotten so sick of being lusted after that he felt the need to actually do the lusting? He had no idea. He didn't take the time to jerk himself off to get rid of his "problem" during his shower, just washing himself down and washing his hair before getting out and he headed straight to his room with a towel around his waist as he ran his fingers through his wet locks.

James remained deep asleep, not moving all night long, his naked bottom still on display.

Anthony laid in his bed, or rather collapsed onto it, and fell asleep before he knew it. The next morning, he awoke with a soft groan as the sun light beamed on him from his bedroom window and he stirred a bit before sitting up to blink his eyes open before rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he woke up to no strangers in his bed or getting dressed to leave him after a night of sex that Anthony never remembered quite well the next morning. He slowly stood up and stretched out his arms with a breathy groan as he stared at the floor, then he lowered his arms and removed the towel he was wearing to get dressed before he started brushing the tangles out of his long, dark locks.

James groaned and curled up into a ball, not wanting to wake up. It had been a long time since he slept in a bed as soft as this, and he wasn't willing to give it up to easy.