“Okay, gorgeous,” he said, grinning, “it’s my turn.”
I stood up, facing him, arms at my sides, and waited, my c**k screaming for release from my boxers. Brent did to me exactly as I had done to him, except when he pulled my boxers down, he daintily licked the precum off the tip. I shivered. He stood, and we faced each other.
Then he sort of snickered.
“Well, that’s a mood breaker,” I grumbled, grinning. “What’s funny?”
“Nothing, really. But here we are naked, primed, ready to go, and we’re both still wearing black socks. Besides, I’ve gotta pee. Better do it now than later, right?”
I sat on the bed and removed my socks while he used the bathroom, then we switched.
He was in bed when I left the bathroom. I turned off the rest of the lights and pulled open the draperies. The room had a
