In the Middle of the Night
He looks so peaceful sleeping next to me, his face relaxed, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. What a beautiful man… My eyes slide over him from the tip of his dark head down to where I know his cock is under the blanket. I hold my breath as I feel the familiar rush of sexual arousal, laughing silently to myself at the fact that I WOULD have to feel frisky in the middle of the night, while he is in the otherworld of dreams. Too bad… But wait a...