Kent woke...Michael was still sleeping soundly - on his back, right arm at his side, left over his head. He rolled over, slid his left arm under the back of his neck, hooked his right leg over Michael’s, pressing his own morning hard-on against his forearm and thigh. Michael stirred...snuggling closer. Kent cupped the younger man's lightly furred balls, drawn close to his body because of his morning bone. He gently rolled the gems in his hand...causing Michael's rod to flex several times involuntarily. He roused...

"Man, I'm going to miss this so much..."

"Miss what?"

"Waking up with your hand...or your mouth...on my goodies every morning. I sure wish I didn't have to go back to Mom's place!"

"Yeah, I know...I love waking up with you - and waking you up this way...almost as much as I love going to sleep with you...!"

"Hey, man...I'm sorry about last night...I didn't mean to cum so soon...I really wanted to get you - us - off together like we did the other night, but I was so turned on..."

"You never have to be sorry with me...I loved it when you shot your load all over me when you tried stroking my dick with yours..."

"Yeah, but I wanted us to cum together..."

"I probably got you too hot too early to begin with last night - but I loved every second while I was doing it...and you'd better believe I'm going to do the same thing again...and again...and again!!"

Michael tried frottage as they talked, but was so "hot" that he shot his load the instant his burning dick touched Kent's rigid pole...eight, maybe ten surges. He was wiped out and melted into Kent's arms. Kent held him tight and kissed him...compressing the streams of cum between them. In the afterglow of Michael's expression of affection, Kent continued...
"When you have sex with someone you really love, you want them to get off more than you want to get off yourself...you getting off on me is about the greatest compliment you could ever pay me...besides, yesterday morning you had me begging before you got me off, remember? Then you fucked me...I'd say we aren't too far from even, my love!"

"But I wanted to get you off again last night...

"Tell you what - the only way I'll let you out of here today is if you give me a blow job..."

"What if I don't - can I stay?"

"Smart ass - right now, I need to get YOU off again...!"

Kent ran his index finger up Michael's pole...feather light, teasing...making it flex violently...he was definitely warming up...!

"Tell you what - let me do two things at once...get you hot - AND get you ready...!"

"Ready...for what?"

"Pull your knees up."

"Like this?"

"Perfect!"

Kent reached over to the drawer of the nightstand and grabbed a small tube of K-Y - put a dab on his middle finger and slid into Michael's crack, and gently began massaging his sphincter.

"Oh, wow...my cock is hotter already..."

"Just relax your hole as much as you can...let me see if I can work my finger in without hurting you...little by little I want to stretch your pucker, until..." Kent gently worked his finger in past the second knuckle...working to stretch without splitting, knowing that as he massaged the lad's prostate that he'd want to cum.

"Ahhhh - that feels