PapiFachero, the epitome of patience, stands by, drying cloth in hand, as his husband washes the dishes. The room fills with the clatter of plates and the hiss of running water. Papi's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, flicker with lust. He watches his husband's strong arms, the way his ass flexes under his jeans. His cock twitches, pressing against his zipper. He can't help but imagine his husband's reaction if he just...