We jumped out of bed, Sam, his tanned body glistening with sweat. His nipples still hard as rocks. I didn’t want him to put his clothes on so fast.

“Seth,” Sam said, “Get dressed!”

I stood in front of him, naked, I knew he wanted to go at it again. But we both reluctantly got dressed.
His parents were nice, they said I could sleep over.
Good, I thought. Another opportunity to taste Sam’s sweet man juice.

In bed later that night, Sam put his sock in my mouth to muffle my moans as he entered me again and again.

“I love you,” Sam said into my ear from behind me.
“I love you too”, I said.