I woke up as something wet slithered past my right nipple. I cocked an eye open to find George running his tongue in a circle around it. I glanced to the window, it was still dark out.

"Unh, what time is it?"

He ceased playing with my nipple long enough to answer. "Four thirty."

"It's too early." I attempted to shove him off.

I failed and he started kissing a line from my nipple towards my waist.

"George, we don't have to be up for an hour and a half."

He looked up at me, the familiar mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Exactly."

I realized I was already hard a moment before I felt his warm mouth swallow it.

"Unh… George…"

His hands pushed there way between me and the sheet, grabbing my ass cheeks.

"That's not going to work George; I'm going back to… oh…" I couldn't finish my speech as George did the most amazing thing with his tongue.

I writhed in pleasure. One of my hands found his head; I ran my fingers through his hair.

He stopped and pulled back then, darting to grab something from his backpack.

"Don't stop now. You're on a roll."

He reentered my line of sight, holding a condom and a bottle of lube. "It's time I repaid you."

"I thought you liked walking?"

He smirked. "I've been practicing. I think I'm ready." He ripped the foil containing the condom and moved to place it on me. "I just hope this thing's big enough. It was the biggest one they had."

I smiled as he stretched the tight rubber over me and doused it with lube.

He lay down on his back next to me and turned his head to me with a smirk. "Your turn to do some work, big boy."

Having already abandoned all hope of sleeping I climbed to my knees and crawled over him, placing my tip at his entrance.

"Are you sure?"

He nodded.

I wet my fingers, and began loosening him up. First one finger, then two, then three, and at last four. He took them well enough, and I placed the tip of my length against his entrance.

I pushed in, just a little. His eyes widened and his smile lost some of its luster, but he nodded.

I pushed in until almost half of my manhood was buried in him. His face took a on a scrunched look.

"I should stop."

He grabbed my hand in his own. "No. I want you, all of you."

I pushed the rest of the way in as he moaned in pain.

I let him adjust to it, and when he was able to open his eyes I pulled out a little, then pushed forward again.

He moaned.

I repeated the motion, a little faster.

He moaned again, this time half in pleasure and half in pain.

I repeated the motion again, this time aiming up.

This moan was more than half pleasure.

I went faster, in and out, in and out, in and out.

"Oh… Fred…"

I slowed a little, and maintained that speed. Watching his reaction with each thrust, learning what gave him the most pleasure.

His legs clasped around my waist.

I felt my orgasm building, but gritted my teeth and held it back.

I drove towards just the right spot.

"Fred!"

I drove towards it again.

"I'm going to…"

I let allowed myself to release as I drove home one last time.

The tip of his penis exploded with white as I pumped into the condom. He was an out of control fire hose. Most of his load wound up on his chest, but a fair amount hit the bed, and some even managed to get my chin.

I didn't care. I collapsed onto of him, seeking his mouth with my own.

He pulled back and panted into my ear. "That was… awesome…"

I leaned back and tapped the tip of his nose with my finger. "You're cute when you're sticky."

"I love you." His eyes sparkled as he said it.

"I love you, too." I prayed my eyes could express my feelings as well as his. Those three little words just aren't enough to describe how I feel about George.

I lay on his chest and cuddled until my alarm went off.

We stumbled into my bathroom then; I discarded the used condom into the toilet and flushed.

"Hope that doesn't clog the plumbing. It'd take an army of plumbers to fish it out."

I punched him in the arm and climbed into the shower.