The early morning sun shone palely through the window. Sometime during the night Emory had turned away from him but was still spooned tightly against him.
Cam was hard. Taking a deep breath, he pressed his face against Emory’s neck and ran his c**k up and down Emory’s ass crack. Finding the hole, he pressed lightly against it.
“Lotion’s on the nightstand,” Emory said in a sleepy voice.
Cam chuckled. “You think ahead don’t you?”
Emory’s response was to wiggle his ass against Cam’s d**k.
Reaching over his shoulder, Cam retrieved the bottle and squirted the lotion onto his hand. Cam coated his c**k then worked the rest into Emory.
“If we keep this up, we’ll need to get us some real lube. This stuff’s fine for jacking off but…well you know,” Emory said as if embarrassed when he realized
