Ten Weeks, chapter 1
Rising with the sun.
I usually wake with an erection as a matter of course.That morning my partner had taken advantage of the fact mercilessly, so I had found myself waking to the unique sensation of my manhood being enveloped in warm, wet, and slippery flesh. It took me a few seconds to reach the conclusion I wasn't dreaming. Wonderful, though certainly unexpected.It certainly beat a damp flannel, an elbow in the ribs, or (the most frequent)...