Brandon and Philip fall asleep cuddled in each others arms after a steamy evening.
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I woke up around 5AM. The sun was not yet out and it was dark outside. I looked around to see Philip on the other side of the bed facing away. He seemed like he was awake as well. I raised my head a little just to make sure.
Yep he was awake, just lying there staring away into the darkness.
I moved closer to him and wrapped my hand around his waist. Spooning him, I kissed him behind his head.
"Awake already Philip?"
"Yea." he said softly
"What are you thinking about handsome?"
"A lot of things actually."
"Like what?"
He turned around to face me.
"About the days back in middleschool. Remember when you saved me from those bullies?"
"Yep of course, the scar is still here." as I showed him the little scar on my left shoulder.
"We barely even knew each other then. I used to think you were just a spoiled little rich brat then, just like others."
"And then came highschool and look how far we have come lol." I laughed kissing him
"Also, what are we gonna do this weekend?" I asked.
"Don't you need to go to work, you workaholic?"
"No, I moved it to just a few online meetings for the weekend." I said pulling him a little closer.
"Now catch up on some sleep Philip, we got a long weekend ahead of us. Its still early." I said pulling him into my arms and kissing his forehead.
"Goodnight babe." He whispered against my skin.
Philip feel asleep soon again.
I felt as though my quota for sleep was already finished, I did not need much sleep anyways. But I stay there holding Philip close. This guy meant so much to me and not just because we had been messing around the last couple of days. We had been through thick and thin together, never once did he leave me hanging dry. I was just happy to watch him asleep in my arms, safe and sound (and almost naked lol).
I finally decided to get up around 7AM, making sure I didn't wake him up. I carefully put him away from me and tucked him in, putting in a pillow in place of myself. I put on a pair of shorts. Damn I had used too many of em over the last 2 days.
I walked out into the living room.
"Crap I almost forgot the mess we had created." I thought to myself.
It was funny though, watching a trail of clothes right from the door down the hallway and into the guest room. We had enjoyed the evening way too much. Laughing to myself, I moved to the door, rearranged our shoes on the rack and started picking up the clothes one by one as I walked towards the guest room. It was almost like reliving the evening as the pictures and the feelings from the last evening came flooding into my mind.
I rearranged the room leaving no traces of the passion and lust that had unleashed itself within those 4 walls.
After putting most of the clothes in the laundry basket, I went into the kitchen to make myself a coffee. I desperately needed the caffeine.
After fixing myself one, I put on a tshirt and walked out to the car to get my bag which still had my laptop in it.
I opened it and started working on a presentation. After completing it in an hour or so, I checked in to see Philip still fast asleep, now hugging a pillow instead of me. I couldn't help but smile and watch him for a moment.
Why not make us some breakfast for when he wakes up right? Yep, he must be hungry.
I started preparing something. As I was cutting some veggies, I suddenly felt two hand wrap around my waist.
"Woahhhh...careful..."
Yep it was Philip, finally awake. I had missed having him around but at the same time didn't have the heart to actually wake him up.
"What are you making?"
"Ummmm...An Omlette and a vegetable sandwich. Hungry? Choose!"
"Actually hungry for something else first."
With that he moved forward and pressed his body against mine. I knew exactly what he was hungry for as his morning wood pressed against my ass. He was rock hard and was hungry for some early morning action.
I just moved my ass further back to squeeze his cock between us. "I think I know what you are hungry for Philip."
"So you gonna help me out or not?" The soft whisper was already turning me on.
"Where is the dildo you bought yesterday? We didn't even use it."
"Oh I forgot it upstairs I think."
Caught in words!
I turned around. "What were you doing upstairs?"
"I...ummmm...that..."
"Spit it out Philip."
"Okay fine...I tried it out okay? While you were at work I tried it out."
I pulled him close. His hard dick brushing my own through the clothes between us.
"Without me?"
He was turning visibily red.
"You know after you sent me that pic yesterday, all I could do was imagine you riding it. Turns out you actually were doing just that."
He stepped back and scratched his head
"I don't know what to say to that."
"You liked it didn't you? Tell me about it." I kept teasing him taking a step towards him and putting my hands around his hips to squeeze his ass.
"It felt good. Yeah."
"That's it? What turned you on? Tell me."
"That sme...that dildo, yes that dildo turned me on."
"I only want the truth honey. What smell?" I smirked taking a step forward and squeezing his ass much more forcefully this time. He tried to break away from my arms, but I just had much more strength than him which didn't allow him to move an inch.
After a couple of seconds
"Okay fine!" he exclaimed sternly pushing me back and taking a step forward.
"You accepting that you were getting hard at work was turning me on. I took your shorts and put them to my nose okay? The smell, your smell was driving me crazy. So I took the dildo and pushed it up my ass imagining that it was your dick inside me okay?"
I gasped in surprise at what Philip just said and took a step back. I could sense the heat rush into my cheeks. Maybe I was the one turning red now. I could literally feel my heart pound so hard in my chest as though it might burst right out. I now had this image in my mind.
Philip, all nude and hard. With my used shorts to his nose. Breathing heavily and with every breath taking in my smell. And riding the dildo thinking it was ME! Holy Fuck!
