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I'd be lying if I said the continual dragging of sexual tension wasn't rather delightful. Last night was quite victorious-- he's been couch surfing at my place for a while and it's been verbalized that the roommates like him, so the insecurity of not having a room of his own has subsided significantly. This house is more of a home to him. I'm incredibly glad.
So this was the boldest he has ever been. "Do you want me to sleep on the couch?"
"No," I said encouragingly.
"I'm too tired to get my pajamas. I'll have to get in naked."
"That's fine."
And into my bed he leapt. Soon, without much prompting, he kissed me deeply and helped me remove my shirt. We were finally naked together, groping, kissing, moaning. I got the most rewarding sounds out of him by sucking his nipples, and finally got to go down on him long enough for him to relax and enjoy it.
We spent all of Saturday being lazy at home. It was our first break in a while. I think I need a bigger bed.
So this was the boldest he has ever been. "Do you want me to sleep on the couch?"
"No," I said encouragingly.
"I'm too tired to get my pajamas. I'll have to get in naked."
"That's fine."
And into my bed he leapt. Soon, without much prompting, he kissed me deeply and helped me remove my shirt. We were finally naked together, groping, kissing, moaning. I got the most rewarding sounds out of him by sucking his nipples, and finally got to go down on him long enough for him to relax and enjoy it.
We spent all of Saturday being lazy at home. It was our first break in a while. I think I need a bigger bed.