Chapter IV

The next day Ricardo was in a better mood. After dinner, he sat on the couch and put on a movie, as was his habit. Halfway through the movie, he lay down and put his feet on my thighs. I didn't do anything, I liked feeling that closeness and seeing him relaxed. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep. It was the first time he had fallen asleep on the couch since we had been living together. Trying not to move, I noticed that he had his impeccable socks on again. The guy who cleaned the house must have come while we were working. Ricardo was very relaxed, his breathing was slow and heavy. I noticed his enviable body, how his muscles were marked even in relaxation, his legs were strong and his abdomen, chest, and arms were impressive. He had a smile on his face, as always when I had seen him sleeping. The bastard was handsome, very handsome, the truth. His features were marked, very masculine, his nose straight and his lips fleshy. He was almost beardless, which made him look younger, and the freckles on his face, which increased with the sun, gave him a mischievous touch that surely disarmed any woman. I couldn't help but look at what I envied most about him, his cock. Under the soft fabric of his shorts, it could be distinguished without problems. Thick, powerful. His glans was outlined at the end of the trunk of his cock, which rested on his right thigh. His huge balls were distinguished as always, resting on his left thigh. I noticed that my cock was starting to get hard against his foot. I was scared of that reaction and got up trying not to wake him.

• Where are you going? - He said without opening his eyes.

I sat back down, and he lifted his feet so I could get closer to him. Now his heavy legs rested on mine. His breathing didn't take long to be deep again. I watched his chest rise and fall, conveying an enviable tranquility. I was glad to see that after everything I had done to him, he was sleeping next to me so relaxed. When I looked down at his waist, I noticed that his shorts had fallen down, leaving his huge cock almost in view. The TV light illuminated his body. I had to put my hands on his thighs to relax. I tried to pay attention to the movie, but I couldn't follow the argument. My eyes went to his body and especially to his cock, which, with the relaxation of sleep, was starting to grow and peek out of the shorts. It was getting erect. My hand, although it wasn't moving, was getting closer and closer to his glans, where I could see a drop of pre-cum when the screen light illuminated our bodies. It didn't take long for me to feel the humidity of his cock on my hand. I took it away with a sudden gesture, and Ricardo stirred without waking up. I looked at my hand, my pinky had his thick pre-cum. And without knowing why, I licked it. It tasted strong, salty, a flavor that, despite the small amount, invaded my mouth completely. I had to have more, I took my index finger and placed it on the large drop that was abo...