Rocky had been expecting to be kicked around a bit during the night. How could he not? People turned over in their sleep and since his face was dangerously close to his master’s feet then it would come as no surprise to find at least a couple of bruises. But the only aches he had were those on his palms and knees and the one between his arse cheeks. His limbs were a little stiff, but on the whole he felt rested and somewhat restored.
At some point during the night he must have tossed and turned his way up the mattress a bit. Ben was on his side, in the foetal position; his arse thrust out. When Rocky opened his eyes he came face to face with his master’s arsehole. And what an arousing sight it was.
“Lick it,” said Ben.
It surprised Rocky that his master was awake. It surprised him ev
