It wasn't yet really warm, so when he came back I must've jumped right onto him.It wasn't yet really warm, so when he came back I must've jumped right onto him. I was sitting across his legs, cupping the coffee cup and lazing against his shoulder with my legs pulled up close. "Larry, wanna screw?" "Yeah, maybe, but let me wake up first." "Larry, it's better when you're waking up. Haven't you ever awakened already linked to someone?" He shrugged, but I noted that the boxers had a new bulge in them. I put my hand there and confirmed that it wasn't just he fold of the fabric. "Larry, it feels to me like you're ready now." I was whispering, but don't know why. No one on the block was stirring. We had the world to ourselves. His fly was gaping, so I slipped my hand inside; Larry put his cup down and then took mine away from me. |