I looked over at his handsome face, his eyes squinting to read the digital cable menu. It was 7pm on a Friday night, but we weren’t going out. Mike had to be at work in the morning. So here we were, in bed with our books and remotes all settled for a quiet night in.

“Do you wanna watch Scrubs?” he asked blinking tiredly at me.

That’s when I noticed the bags under his eyes. My poor boyfriend was working himself to the point of exhaustion all so I could focus on getting my degree. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned over and kissed him sweetly on the lips.

“So that’s a yes on Scrubs?” he said looking amused.

“What ever you want is fine with me babe.” I answered as I snuggled in a little closer to him.

“For once you don’t have an opinion about what we watch? What’s up?”

I laughed and put my head on his shoulder. He was so warm and comfortable, lying in bed in his raggy sweatpants and threadbare t-shirt. For some reason it was all just such a turn on.

“I’m just happy to be with you, I honestly don’t care what we watch tonight.”

He smiled at me and put his arm around me, running his nails up and down my bare back lazily, after a minute his strokes were becoming a little harder, his hand dipping below the waist band of my pajama pants, over my ass and back up again. I reached my own hand down into his sweats and to my surprise, found an erection hidden under the blankets.

I looked up at him, “You aren’t too tired?”

“I am never too tired for you,” he said laughing.

With that he raised himself up and yanked his shirt off while I kicked off my pants, in a flash he was devouring my 7 inch cock. He’s an expert dick sucker, I’ve gotta give him credit for that. He moaned into me as I felt myself letting go and enjoying my now stiff dick be sucked and licked exactly how I love it, long strokes from base to tip, ending with a quick flick of the tongue at the head.

I grabbed him by the arms and pulled him on top of me, kissing him desperately. In one swift movement he had his sweats off and we were making out like a couple of horny teenagers on prom night. We have a great sex life, but for some reason tonight was different; there was a kind of intensity that I haven’t felt since we were both still living at home, trying to finish our love making before anyone came back.

I came up for air, and he continued on, down to my neck and shoulder; leaving wet kisses under my ears and over my throat. He was grinding into me, our pre-cum mixing together. I could already smell the tell-tale smell of sweat and sex.

We rolled over and I straddled him and held his arms still. He grinned at me because he knew what was next, the benefits of being together since freshman year in high school had paid off, we had a 6th sense when it came to knowing what the other wants. I leaned over and took his hard nipple in my mouth, making circles with my tongue. He arched his back and let out a low moan