Ben wakes with my mouth around his dick. He shoots up from the bed and my hands clamp down on his thighs. Taking his length into my mouth, my tongue swirls around his dick. Face scrunched, Ben gives me a thumbs up. I manage a smile, sucking till the salty taste of his sperm overwhelms my senses.
I flash him my teeth and a warning flits across his face. He is too cute. Cum shoots down my throat, I swallow and stick out my tongue at him. Ben drags me up and ruffles my hair. I swat his hand but it only comes down to mess up my hair again.
“That’s the only way to wake a man up,” Ben says, his grin big enough to light up a stadium.
I laugh. “You’re not yet a man, Benny.” Ben will turn twenty-one in how many months time? Four or five? I’m not sure anymore. “You’re a boy.”