It was getting late that first day Wes arrived. "Man, I've had a LONG day," he said to Richard. "I need to hit the sack."
"Yeah, me too, I guess. I'll lay and read a while, if you don't mind."
"Oh I can just sleep here on the couch, Richard. You can have your bed to yourself."
"Oh no, my friend. I want to sleep with you. You are welcome in my bed ANYTIME!"
"Okay then," he agreed. "I'm exhausted." Richard turned off the TV and Wes followed him to the bedroom. Just that morning, Richard had made up the bed with fresh sheets and cover. He had put Wes' bag on the foot of the bed while he was in the bathroom earlier. The big man opened it and got out pajamas then closed the bag and set it on the floor. Richard quickly undressed to the flesh and drew back the covers and adjusted two of the four pillows so he could prop himself up to read for a while.
"Uh ..., it doesn't look like you subscribe to pajamas. Do you want me to sleep in the nude with you?"
"OHHH YES, Wes. I certainly do. I want to cuddle up against your nice body and wake up with a hard on between the backs of your thighs in the morning.
"Wow, that sounds hot. I may not be able to go right to sleep tonight, after all." They both giggled over that, and Wes stripped down completely and settled himself onto the bed. He layed on his back at first and Richard leaned over to him to kiss him good night. It may have been his imagination but Wes thought he could still taste the leftover flavor of cum in Richard's mouth. "Ohhh, Richard, that felt SO nice. Thank you. I'll sleep well tonight."
"Goodnight, Wes."
"Goodnight," the man said turning over onto his left side and within the first minute he was breathing slowly and deeply. Richard read until nearly midnight then turned off the light, turned onto his left side as well, and scooted up to spoon with Wes' big body. Wes moaned something in his sleep as he pressed himself back against Richard.
As he wished, Richard woke up with his cock rigid and pressed between the backs of Wes' thighs, HIGH up between the big, chubby thighs. "Are you awake?" he whispered.
"Yessss, and that feels WONDERFUL, Richard." Putting his right arm over the large man, Richard fondled and felt over the man's chest and his fatty boobies and nice thick man nipples. He pressed himself slowly, rhythmically, against Wes, working the now slippery wet head of his penis up between the man's buttocks. "Ohhh yesss, that feels NICE, Richard," Wes exhaled as he got into a rhythm with Richard's wriggling against him.