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Morning; and the house slowly awakened. In the bedroom, Christy and April woke up side-by-side, and as April opened her sleepy eyes, she could barely believe who she was lying next to.
"Morning, Christy," croaked April.
"Morning, babe," whispered Christy. "Sleep well?"
"Like a log. I don't think I woke up at all during the night." April paused. "It was so nice sleeping next to you. So ... perfect."
"Thanks, babe. I enjoyed sleeping next to you, too."
They kissed. A quick morning peck on the lips quickly developed into something much more substantial. Christy was highly aroused, and she wanted to fuck her green-haired bitch again. She wasted no time, breaking their kiss so she could move down to tongue April's cunt. April was wet already from their kiss, but Christy wanted to tease April a little more before moving in for the kill. She tickled, teased and stroked April's inner thighs, and heard April moaning in response. As Christy stroked and kissed her, she heard her breathing become jagged.
"Please ..." gasped April.
"Your thighs are beautiful, babe," said Christy. "Your skin is so smooth. Like silk."
"Please, Christy ..." April begged.
"What do you need, babe?" asked Christy, knowing full well what April needed.
"Please ... make me cum."
Christy found April's clitoris and sucked it like it was a tiny penis, Tugging it back and forth with her thick, wet tongue, it was only a matter of seconds before April shuddered as an intense orgasm washed over her. Christy didn't let up. Another orgasm began building up, and as Christy quickly flicked her tongue across April's bean, April drowned in bliss. She was soaked by now, and Christy decided to return last night's favour. She lubricated two of her fingers in April's pussy juice and began teasing April's asshole with them.
"Oh my god yes," gasped April. "Fuck my ass with your fingers, Christy."
This had been Christy's intention all along, and as her slender digits forced their way into her asshole, April bucked and writhed as she came all over Christy's face.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck yes," said April as she lost her mind to another orgasm.
Milo woke up in the spare room, wondering what the noise was. A split second later, he realised where he was, who he was with, and who was in the next room.
"Dude, wake up." Milo shook Marcus's shoulders.
"What, man? I'm already awake. You snore like a jet engine. Has anyone ever told you that?" said Marcus.
Milo laughed nervously. "Yeah, one or two people have told me. Sorry about that."
They weren't touching. After sex last night, they each went to opposite sides of the bed and stayed that way until morning. The only contact between Marcus and Milo during the night was when Marcus punched his buddy in the arm to get him to roll over because he was snoring too loudly.
"Anyway, forget about that. Can you hear that noise? In the next room?"
"Yeah," yawned Marcus. "It's just Christy and April. They're having sex again."
Milo's brain went into overdrive, and he'd only been awake for about a minute and a half. "Fuck, man. She's like the Duracell bunny of sex. She doesn't ever slow down, does she?"
"Yeah," laughed Marcus. He liked Milo's analogy. "I guess she just loves sex."
"I know the feeling." Milo gazed into his buddy's eyes. "Hey, so I should apologise for being so weird towards you these past few weeks."
"You mean about the gloryhole? And about last night? Everything's cool, dude. You seem to forget I've been there before. I mean, in terms of worrying about what it all means."
"Yeah, I know, but ..."
"I'm sure it's different for everyone, man." Marcus rolled onto his back. "People find their own ways to where they want to be sexually, and you and I are as solid as ever. You haven't upset me, and there isn't anything for you to apologise for."
"Yeah, maybe, but ... I still feel bad. About my attitude."
"Yeah, bruh, but again, everyone's different." Marcus propped himself up on one elbow.
"Look. If you'd upset me, do you think I'd have invited you over last night to watch porn and get baked?"
"Well, uhh ..."
"And if you'd upset me, would you be lying in bed next to me right now?"
"Uhhhh ..."
"Exactly. So shut the fuck up, dude," concluded Marcus. He lay back down on his back.
There was silence for a few moments. Other than their own breathing, all they could hear was the sound of April wailing like a fucking banshee with half of Christy's hand jammed up her ass.
"Hey, Marcx?" asked Milo?
"Yeah?" answered Marcus.
"Is this weird?"
"Is *what* weird?"
"Sleeping in the same bed as me? Waking up next to me?"
"No, it's not weird. But seriously, dude, you need to see someone about your snoring," said Marcus.
"Yeah, but ... wait, no ... that's not what I meant ..." began Milo.
"No, I know what you meant. You meant is it weird to go to bed with a guy and wake up next to him. For me? No, it isn't weird. I haven't slept -- in the literal sense of actually closing my eyes and going to sleep -- with a dude for quite a long time, but I'm pretty comfortable with myself these days, and I'm comfortable with you. So the short answer to your question is no, it's not weird. At least, not to me." Marcus looked his buddy in the eyes. "But is it weird for you, Milesy?" Marcus glanced at his friend's long, sexy, blonde hair.
"I ... I don't know."
Marcus reached out to stroke Milo's cheek. "It's not weird, man," he whispered.
"I know ... it's not weird," breathed Milo.
"It's definitely not weird," reiterated Marcus, gazing into Milo's eyes.
"Kiss me again, bro," said Milo.
Marcus propped himself up on his elbow again. They joined lips, and Marcus's tongue found its way into Milo's mouth. Long blonde hair and long brown hair intertwined as their faces mashed into each other. "Fuck this is so good," breathed Milo.
Marcus reached down to touch Milo's chest. He deliberately brushed his hand against Milesy's nipples and he felt his friend's tongue in his mouth become more urgent, more insistent. "You like that?"
"Mmm," moaned Milo.
