“I wouldn’t think of putting a man out of his bed. Do you want the left side or the right? And if my sleeping naked is a problem, I’ll leave my socks on.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
I laughed. I liked this guy. “What if I have a spontaneous erection?” I tried for an innocent look.
He leered. “I’m counting on it.” Then he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues nearly tied in Boy Scout knots with all the contortions they were doing.
My breathing increased and I could feel his impressive package pressing against my own single-minded cock. When he pushed his hands up under my shirt and rubbed his thumbs over my nipples I lost all control. I pressed tight against him, moaned and grunted into his mouth, our tongues still going for Olympic gold and after a moment, relaxed in his arms. He looked at me with an astonished smile.
“You came. You fucking came in your pants. You horny sex machine.”