snorted in his sleep and an edge of the sheet came off one side of his chest as well. I stared as his chest and at the nipple peeking out just at the side of the sheet. Now I was physically drawn to him. He’d get cold, I was telling myself. He should be covered.

I rose and moved to the bed and sat down beside his leg. I lifted the sheet to pull it back onto his body, but I found myself moving it off the rest of his body instead and folding it over toward the wall. He was stretched out on his back on the bed beside me, his arms raised above his head. Beauty in repose. His breathing was regular, and his magnificent chest was rising and falling in a rhythm that was making my blood run hot.

I gently placed the palm of my hand on his flat belly. If he awoke, I could still say I was trying to reach for the sheet to cover him. But he didn’t wake. He sighed for me instead, an innocuous little response that sent a shock through my cock and down into my balls.

I let my hands roam on his torso then just as he had done earlier while I was stealing glances at him. He sighed and moaned quietly for me; I no doubt was causing him a pleasant dream. It was not only the sighing and moaning that told me this was the case. His cock was beginning to engorge. I gently encased it with one of my hands and lightly stroked him. His cock got bigger and his mouth opened and he was licking his lips.

I rose and came around to the foot of the bed. Crouching down, I wove my arms under his thighs and brought both hands up onto his belly and took his tool into my mouth. I teased his cock head with my tongue and lips, and he engorged further. I sucked cock, trying to get as much of him into me as possible, keeping the strokes slow and gentle so as not to break into his dream. He moaned for me and began to weakly grind his pelvis into my face. I moved my hands up to his nipples, which were erect and hard. I briefly moved my tongue and lips to his now-tight balls. He had a musky smell that I found intoxicating. After a few minutes I returned my lips and tongue to his cock.

I had him as big as I’d ever seen him now. I was wondering if I could make him ejaculate down my throat without him awakening. If I could, I’d at least have that. He’d never have to know we’d even had sex.

“If you make me cum, it will be at least twenty minutes before we can fuck.”

I sat up in total shock. He was wide awake, his arms folded behind his head and giving me a big grin.

“Oh, God, Trent. I was just. . . . Oh, God, I’m so sorry.”

“You were doing just what, Hugh? Looks to me like you were just giving me great head.”

“But, but. . . . You were asleep. You took those pills.”

“No, I didn’t take those pills. I pretended to take those pills. I was going to slip those pills in that cup of water you take every night before going to bed. It was my last-ditch effort to jump your bones.”

“Jump my bones?”