The next morning I woke up to find myself in my bed, but Chris was laying next to me. He was still naked and apparently my hand had been resting on his dick most of the night. It was still a little sticky from my saliva and his cum. I started to squeeze on it gently and massage his balls. He began to stir awake.
"Don't you have to go to work?" I asked him.
"Not yet. It's a half day today. I don't have to be there until noon."
"Ah, that sounds nice," I said, still massaging his cock and balls. I felt it getting a little engorged as I manipulated it in my hand.
"What are you doing there?" he uttered, still sounding a bit sleepy.
"Just copping a little feel is all."
"Well I've told you before to not start something you can't finish."
"Sounds like a challenge to me."
I pulled the blanket over my head and scooted down in the bed until I was at waist level. The blanket was kind of heavy and it had gotten warmer than expected. I could smell the fresh sweat on his balls as I moved my head into place. I started licking his sack and alternating each of his balls into my mouth. His cock started getting extremely hard.
He was still half asleep. Since he wasn't moving, I grabbed his dick and slapped myself in the face gently with it, making sure to brush my lips across it. I then took the tip in my mouth followed quickly by the rest of it. I was becoming a professional at this cock sucking thing pretty quickly. He began to moan and lightly thrust into my mouth.
