Ricky woke me early the next morning, at the back of 6am, as we needed to head back to my flat to await the heating repair man.
He gently shook me and I was aware that he was spooned into me. I could feel his semi-stiff cock pushing against my arse cheeks.
"Ryan, wake up! We need to go soon."
"Well, good morning to you too, Ricky."
I responded sarcastically.
"Oh I'm sorry Ryan. You're right. A very good morning to you."
Ricky pushed further and I could feel his cock slide up between my cheeks.
"Can I just have half an hour, please?" It was my normal morning response.
"Only if you'll suck my dick again, now!"
I turned to Ricky. I was pleased he obviously didn't regret the previous night and actually wanted more.
"Oh my, aren't you the dominant one?" I replied playfully, before burrowing under the covers, where I found his morning wood keenly waiting for me.
The previous night, Ricky had told me all about his wife decrying the size of his manhood but I loved cocks like his, a good size to suck and hopefully, fuck.
My lips and tongue did their wonders and it wasn't long before Ricky unloaded his hot, thick spunk into my mouth, which I greedily swallowed.
Any idea of some more sleep disappeared. I wanted to play!
"Do you want to return the favour, Ricky?"
Ricky looked a little scared and confused.
"It's okay Ricky, you don't have to swallow, just give it a little suck." I pushed.
"I have a confession to make and don't be angry, please!"
"What could you say to anger me?" I was genuinely puzzled.
I have sucked cock before, many years ago." He said, his eyes facing down.
"So what, there's no shame in that" I said soothingly.
"It was in my RAF days, my roommate." Ricky added, almost guiltily.
The penny dropped.
"It was my dad wasn't it?" I asked, a wave of shock going through me.
Ricky nodded. "I was kind of his bitch." He replied, now holding his head up, the weight of that secret removed.
"The old dog!" I exclaimed. "That's why he sent me here, to continue his work." I smiled at Ricky, stroking his thigh.
"No, I offered, as a friend." Ricky spluttered.
"Well I don't care, Ricky. I think I'll thank him anyway."
With that, I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.
"You do realise I could be sucking your cock for the next five years?" I teased.
"At least." Ricky came back quickly and kissed me again.
Ricky was getting into this but I wasn't sure if he'd want to be a top or bottom. I was kind of versatile and would like to get him that way too.
He certainly seemed to have an instinct for sucking, although I made him gag.
Ricky was determined though and I finally shot my load over his face after ten minutes.
We eventually arose from bed at quarter to 8 and had a quick shower, separately so as not to get us going again.
When I came out, still towelling myself down, Ricky had assumed his more macho self again.
"Come on Ryan, stop flashing your cock and get ready. It's your flat getting repaired, remember.
We drove slowly through the morning rush and there did seem to be a little tension between us.
"Ryan, I'm sorry, I took advantage of you last night. That was unforgivable."
"Don't be daft, Ricky! Do you think I was forced into sucking your cock?"
I put deliberation into the last 3 words, letting him know that I was a willing accomplice.
"It's not that, It's betraying your dad's trust in me. He will have expected me to look after you." Ricky sounded down.
"I don't believe that for one minute, Ricky. He guessed I would go for you, I'd bet on it."