This is my new Jarlos chapter fic. I want to thank my beta Jasmine once again! You're amazing! I hope all enjoy it! Sorry it's so short, but I'll update it soon.
It happened every night.
Usually around 2:00 in the morning. It took me a little while, but, like clockwork, my body would wake up only seconds before I heard him crawl out of his bed and into mine.
It always happened that way. He came into my bed. That's how we liked it.
I felt my bed move as he climbed under the covers. I could feel his shirtless chest against my bare back. He placed a light kiss behind my ear.
We had only been kissing each other for a few months. Before then, we wouldn't dare try. Now there isn't a night we don't kiss.
I moaned lightly to let him know that I was awake. Although, he always knew that I was already awake.
I felt his hand move across my hip to my stomach. He rubbed it softly with his fingertips.
He pulled me closer to him. I reached my hand behind my back and tried to feel for the elastic of his boxers.
I felt him grab my already aching cock, at the same time I grabbed his.
We began pumping slowly.
Although we've jacked each other off countless times, I never grew tired of his soft, warm hand surrounding my hard cock.
He licked my ear and I moved my hand faster. I heard him moan a little louder. I knew he liked speed.
He was jacking me off with long and slow pumps. Just the way I liked it. He knew me so well.
I tilted my head back and his lips connected with mine. I loved the taste of his lips.
Our lips parted and I could tell that we were both very close to our orgasms. I heard him moan into my neck and I felt his cum spill into my hand.
He jacked me off for only a few more seconds and then I came into his hand.
I rolled over and found his lips again. I felt his tongue explore my mouth as he pushed me on my back.
For a moment, I thought he might actually try to fuck me, but he just pulled away. He smiled at me and gave me one last small peck on the lips.
He crawled out of my bed and adjusted his clothes. I watched as he climbed back into his own bed.
The clock read 2:21. It never lasted long.
After only a few minutes, I heard him lightly snoring. He always fell right back to sleep.
"Good night James," I whispered and rolled over.
It happened every night, but it was something we never talked about.