Morning Wood

It was quite dark in the bedroom when my eyelids fluttered open. Was it the middle of the night? Was it early in the morning? I wasn?t sure if I really wanted to know the answer. Either way, even without looking at the clock, I was pretty confident that it wasn?t time to get up yet. So why was I awake??As if somehow responding to my unspoken question, a subtle prodding motion against my butt cheek provided the answer: Aha ? it was his ?morning wood.?Although the motionlessness of his restful body indicated that he was still asleep, his semi-hard cock was clearly not. I supposed that such a subconscious reflex was to be expected ? particularly Göztepe Escort since we were both fully naked as we lay there with him spooning me.Another poke. I chuckled under my breath. Guys ? they just can?t help it, can they?!?Another poke. I began to smile as I reminisced about what we?d done to each other last night ? the reason why we?d fallen asleep naked with his arm wrapped around my chest. I was pretty sure I could feel his cum still leaking out of me.Another poke. I wonder if he?s having similar flashbacks.With my own erotic curiosity rising, I carefully reached between my thighs to Göztepe Escort Bayan touch his sexy (flexing) muscle. I trembled with arousal as I came into contact with his swollen head. Ummm, wow ? he?s much harder than I thought. Mmmm ? and it?s so fucking warm too. My fingertips traced his tip. He was even a little bit wet. Fuck, this is starting to make me wet too.I parted my legs a little wider so that my hand could get a better grip on his shaft. I heard him groan softly ? subconsciously, apparently ? as my fingers wrapped around his deliciously solid rod. We hadn?t been together sexually for Escort Göztepe very long, but I?d already become addicted to his lustful moans.I squeezed his cock in appreciation. Originally, I?d just wanted to fall back asleep; now, I was wanting him to be awake too.Almost immediately, I got my wish. His body stirred ? somewhat awkwardly, given how our limbs had become intertwined. With a half-asleep crackle in his deep voice, he mumbled, ?What time is it???Don?t know,? I responded calmly. I squeezed his cock firmly, and it flared back instinctively. ?Don?t care.?Perhaps noticing for the first time how hard he was, he asked, ?Did you do that to me??I chuckled quietly. ?No ? you did it to me. Woke me up with that thing.??I?m sorry,? he murmured, flopping his head back down on the pillow.I clicked my tongue at him. ?Don?t be sorry ? I like how it feels, pressing into my crack.?That comment seemed to perk him up. ?Oh yeah??