I've been anticipating this day for weeks. You've been so busy with work and college lately that we haven't been able to spend much time together. It was the first Saturday in two months that we were able to sleep in.
I felt the sun hitting my face through the cracks in the mini blinds it was shining in my eyes as though to hint to me to start our day. I look at the clock, seven minutes after ten I look back at you, so peaceful, and wonder how to wake you up this morning.
I thought that breakfast in bed would be nice, so I carefully crawl out of bed so as not to wake you up. I make my way down the hallway to the kitchen. Looking in the fridge, the choice of breakfast is plentiful it's all a matter of what I want to give you. Shifting things around on the shelves I spot what I want, reaching back I grab the grapes and the container of strawberry's nothing like a healthy breakfast. As the door begins to close something catches my eye, the can of whip cream...
I start thinking back to when we first met we were both so willing to try new things, different places. Remembering the night we stayed up all night feeding each other grapes, talking, making love. I couldn't help but grab the can before the door closed completely.
Walking back towards the bedroom a million ways of how to wake you up run through my mind, I could just shake you, or gently kiss your lips and whisper good morning in your ear, but that's how I always wake you up, I wanted something different, something more sensual.
Standing in the doorway to our room, looking at your naked body as you lay there sleeping, I knew how I wanted to wake you up. I quietly walk over to the bottom of the bed, and begin to crawl up it you stir a little so I stop for a moment. I slide my hands up your legs, slowly, reaching your thighs, I begin to gently massage them. You wake up, and ask me "What are you doing?" I just look at you, and move my hands up to begin slowly massaging your balls. Our eyes meet, and you know exactly what is on my mind, and I see the look of pleasure in your eyes. I take my right hand, and begin stroking your cock, I love the way your cock feels in my hand so hard, throbbing more and more with each stroke of my hand. Your balls are hard it's been so long since we've been intimate I know you're ready to explode.