The early morning light streaming in between the blinds woke me. I didn't open my eyes right away, content to listen to the steady, measured sound of your breathing. I shifted slightly, rolled over and opened my eyes and found myself looking directly into yours - you'd been watching me sleep again. I smiled and moved my body closer to yours, then reached down into the bedclothes for your already hard cock.
I grasped it lightly, stroking with my fingertips, caressing the soft skin, steel hard underneath. You pulled me closer and kissed me then, hard, almost urgently. Your hand covered mine on your dick, both of us stroking it slowly, before you scooped up the pre-come glistening on the head of it and fed it to me with your fingers. You rolled over me then, parted my legs and thrust into me once. Your eyes met mine, dark with need, with hunger, and you pulled out and rolled onto your back to allow me better access to you. As you did, I moved up to straddle your legs, and using both hands I lightly stroked you, feeling my wetness on you, one hand moving this way, the other turning that way - the way you like it best. My thumb teased the soft indentation on the underside of your cock, and was quickly followed by my tongue - you know I can never resist putting my mouth on you.
Your hand moved to my head out of habit, stroking my face, then tangling your fingers in my hair, and I leaned to take you between my lips. Only the head at first, flicking my tongue gently over the tip, then down around the sides to the base of your prick. I could taste myself on you, the almost sweet musk mingling with yours, and I teased you, licking here and there, never lingering for more than a second. It wasn't long until I heard that sharp intake of breath that always means you want to be in my warm, wet and very willing mouth, and when I did, I opened my mouth all the way and let my lips slide down your rock hard shaft.
I sucked you all the way in a time or two while your cock swelled, then moved to lay down between your legs the way I would if you were a woman. You gasped as my tongue touched the underside of your cock, swirling around the head, and you pulled my hair harder as I licked your clean shaven balls, one after the other. You know I'm careful, and you didn't object when I sucked them into my mouth, still using one of my hands to caress your shaft.