Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2017 13:02:13 +0100 From: charlie.fenderson Subject: The Flower that Bloomed in the Snow - Chapter 4 Disclaimer: this story is based purely on my fantasy. No character is based on a real, living or dead, person. This story will include explicit scenes of sex between adult and a minor under 18. If this topic disturbs you, please do not read any further Author's note: This is a fourth installment of the series. Before you read it, I suggest you to find my other story "Railroad Don Juan", which is also in adult youth section, as it's event will be discussed in this chapter. For those eager to read about sex between Nick and Chris it's finally there, so enjoy! Thanks to all of you, who took time to send feedback regarding the previous chapters. Your support means a lot! I hope you are going to enjoy this chapter just as much. The series is going to have six more episodes, each posted between saturday and monday and I hope that you will stay with Chris and Nick until its's time to go home. Also please remember to donate to Nifty and help to keep this wonderful site going! Day Four I was woken up by Nick's stirring in bed. First thing I saw was him rubbing his eyes. Unlike in most of the stories, Nick wasn't hrony from the first second. Without speaking a word, I looked at him as he got up and scratching his belly, walked towards the bathroom. When he disappeared behind the door, I looked at the window and saw that there was a blizzard outside. The falling snow looked like a curtain hanging behind the window. Then I realised that I'm naked under the covers, so I quickly sat up, put on my boxers and laid back down and tried to look as innocent as I could. I heard the flush of the toilet and soon Nick rejoined me in the bed. He looked a bit dissatisfied. "Shitty weather, isn't it?" - I remarked. "Yeah. I hoped we could go outside like everyday." "I imagine there's a lot of stuff we can do without going into that terrible snow." - I smiled at him. I didn't make any move though, in case he'd want to pretend that yesterday evening didn't happen. "Unless you forgot to buy something once again. - he murmured, reaching up to my thigh and sliding his hand up - Hey, why did you put those on?" "I didn't expect my dick to be needed so early in the morning!" Nick laughed for some reason. "Are you kidding? Turn over." That was unexpected. I looked at Nick with wide eyes. Could it be that I was stuck here for next six days with fellow sexual vampire? "Well? We haven't got all day! I mean we do, but let's get it on already." "Ok, you stallion, but first take of your boxers and sit on the pillow." Nick obeyed in a flash and before I had a chance to digest how lucky I got, I was in front of his slim chest and flat belly, positioned between two creamy thighs with set of smooth balls and hard uncut dick between them. It wasn't longer than five inches but the thickness was that of an adult cock. With reverence I stroked his nuts and circled its head with my tongue. "Mmm, soo good." - he moaned as I took his entire length in my mouth. I was going up and down, feeling that special taste and aroma, and yet I still couldn't get my mind around it. How was it possible that he was so open and straightforward? Even in those badly written stories where kid is practically offered on a plate to a main character it always takes some grooming or manipulating! And yet here I was, with a teenage cock almost buried in my throat. Nick wasn't acting like a first timer either. He was ruffling my hair and squeezing my head with his hot thighs. I licked down his shaft and chewed on his balls for a bit, but that wasn't new to him either. "Suck them, please uncle Chrisss, you're so good, so skilled." - he mumbled. There was nothing that could've motivate me even more. I layed down beside him and asked Nick to get on top of me and fuck my mouth. He complied and started thrusting his hips while I kneaded his soft buttcheeks. Soon I felt his chubby dick swelling up. He must have felt it too, as he stopped and backed out. "I think I'm ready to go all the way." - he grunted. "You mean as in you topping me?" "Duh!" "There's a lube on a nightstand - I informed him - Ladle it out." He nodded his head with a huge grin, took the tube in his hand and positioned himself in between my legs. After he coated his dick, I felt three splashes of a cool substance on my anal ring. Then our glances crossed and I nodded approvingly, lifting my legs up a bit. Nick smiled even wider and started pressing his dick between my buttcheeks. As I mentioned, his girth was impressive, which made the entrance a bit problematic, especially since I rarely bottomed. My grunts as he was entering me, made his eyes sparkle. "It's pretty big, isn't it?" There he was, my beloved, selfless, sympathetic Nicky. "Like a fucking log." - I growled, which made him giggle and push forward a bit harder. When he was all the way inside, with his soft chest pressing down on mine, breathing hot air on my shoulder, I was conflicted between telling him to stop and ordering him to fuck me as hard as he can. "Nick, I want you to wait for a minute, then go slowly and then pick up speed, ok?" - I finally asked, gently stroking his hair. "Sure, you feel so good around me already." - he sighed, lightly twitching my nipple. After a moment, that Nick deemed enough for me to adjust to his size, he started rocking slowly. I was still grunting, but soon I started feeling the advantages of his thickness. Nick was able to easily reach my prostate and press it down really hard. In fact I was surprised by how confident and calm he was while he thrust inside me. Considering his age, I'd either expect him to go fast like a bunny, or to have completely no idea what to do. And yet here he was, fucking me steadily, and gradually picking up the pace. Noises we were making, went from light smacking and moaning to skin slapping against the skin when his balls were hitting my butt. "Oh Chris, I'm almost there." - he moaned. As I was already hard and hot, I felt I'm just a few strokes away from cumming myself. I grabbed my dick and started rubbing it. "Splash on my chest Nick, do it on my chest!" He took out his cock and aimed it at me. Powerful white round shot out of his slit and hit my chest. Three volleys of cum hit my stomach as Nick plunged himself at me and kissed me deeply. "Whoah, do you know how awesome you were?" - I exclaimed. "Mmhm." "What is this? - I asked, nugging him on the shoulder - You were supposed to be surprised!" "Well, I was there the whole time. That's no surprise to me!" - giggled Nick and hugged me tightly. Since we were sweaty and drenched in cum, our first step was to take a long shower together, of course with a lot more kissing and groping then washing. Then, as we dressed, I smiled when I've noticed that Nick didn't wear anything under his sweatpants. Downstairs he took care of a the breakfast, while I started the fireplace. We spent the good part of the morning laying on a couch and watching cartoons. While I introduced him to Futurama and South Park, he showed me Rick and Morty and BoJack Horseman. Still, after about three hours he kept looking longingly towards the front door. "Sorry Nick, but we're better off inside for today." "Yeah, motherfucking snowstorm." "Whoa, where did you learn that dog Latin?" "Same place where I learnt the stuff I showed off in the bedroom." - he beamed at me. "So it's not a natural talent?" "Of course it is! But someone had to show me the, um, technique." "Oh?" - I raised my eyebrows, indicating that I want him to elaborate. "Well, there was a guy three years ago who used to come by since he lived around the same block. And he was about my age then so we got along fine enough to start fooling around." "That's quite a story... And what happened then?" "We got caught and I wasn't allowed to see him anymore." - Nick shrugged his shoulders and explained. "You mean, like while doing it?" "Kind of. It's a good thing that when it happened we were just jerking off each other. Mom would have a heart attack if she caught me with his dick up my ass." I couldn't believe him. He was telling this like a funny anecdote. I was actually amazed that after what he described, he was still willing to have sex with another guy. "I guess you enjoyed what you two did?" "Yeah, I even kept his photo. Wanna see?" "Sure. If you're fine with it?" Nick simply moved between my legs and nestled himself on my chest. Then, as I gently bit into his ear, he opened gallery on his phone. When I saw his 'fuckbuddy', I was utterly shocked. The same pale skin, identically golden hair and those magnetising eyes. On the photo he was a bit younger than when I first noticed him, but there was no doubt. It was 'Casper' the boy whom I fantasized about many times when I seen him riding the same train as me. Who could imagine that he actually was gay! "He's hot, isn't he?" - asked Nick, probably thinking that I was just stunned with the looks of the boy. "Yeah, but Nick, I know him." "What?! - he asked excitedly - You fucked with him too, you dog?" "No, I mean I fantasized about him a few times, but never even talked to him." "Then how do you know him?" "I've seen him around the town." "Well then, if Casper's anything like he was when we were fooling around, it won't be hard to get him to play." "What was his name again?" - I frowned my forehead. "Casper." "I called him that in my fantasies..." "Oh really? And what do you call me in your fantasies?" "My dirty little piggy." "Hey, fuck you!" - he laughed and swatted me on the shoulder. "See? It's true!" - I said, grabbed him in my arms and kissed him. During that day, I've discovered completely different side of Nick. He was a real pet, never leaving my side for more than few minutes. Even when I wanted to read a book, he would just snuggle up against me and take a nap. "Chris? - he called me out after stirring a bit and waking up - I'm bored" "Why don't you take off your clothes and keep an eye on them for me?" - I muttered, immersed in a book. "I'd rather take yours off and have some fun." I looked up at him and gave him a naughty grin. "Ok, but this time, you'll be taking my dick." Nick didn't bother to answer. He just pulled down my sweatpants and started tugging on my half hard dick. "C'mon baby, work it." Nick looked at me, and again, without a word he engulfed my throbbing cock in his mouth. I put a bookmark on the page which I was reading, because I wasn't sure how long I'll be able to keep a clear head. And believe me, it is really hard to keep your focus, when you're sitting on a couch in the middle of the day with your dick in thirteen year old's mouth and you know no one will disturb you. So, when Nick went all the way down on me, I just sat back and let go of all the distractions. I ran my hand through his wavy black hair and, just to piss him off, I pushed his head down a bit, so that he choked. Oh, and his throat felt awesome. "Wow Chris, can you do this again?" - asked Nick, when he came up for air. "Like, gag you with my dick?" "Yeah, you felt so... powerful." "Get back to it then." - I replied, grabbing the back of his neck and pushing it down. Without protest, Nick let me throatfuck him until I felt my balls draw up dangerously. I moved over to the kneeling position and moved behind Nick. "Yeah, uncle Chris, take me!" I pushed him over the armrest, so his hands were touching the floor, and his butt was sticking up. I slapped it, getting few moans out of him and pushed my tongue as far as it could reach inside his pucker. The taste I tasted on his armpits was much stronger and muskier there. My boner, which I expected to go down from the lack of action got even harder as I heard Nick moaning and felt him wriggling helplessly. I was in trance, trying to pull away his soft, milky buttcheeks in hope of going even deeper. "Ok Nicky, let uncle get the lube. Don't move, or I'll have to give you another round of spanking." "Yeah, don't trip over that thing between your legs, while you run." I gave Nick a slap on the butt, but as I ran upstairs, I felt flattered by his comment. As it turned out, there was no limit to my love for this boy. Whenever I thought it couldn't get stronger, the next moment it did. The revelation about Casper was, of course, a big one. But for now Nick was the only one I cared about. Back in the living room, I've noticed that although in exactly same position, Nick has moved few inches to the left. I smirked to myself. It seemed that he desperately needs to learn about obedience. Without warning him, I swatted his ass twice and then stood in front of him. "Owie, Uncle Chris, what was that for?" - he moaned and looked up at me. "I told you not to move - reminded him - now shut up and work my dick some more." I got into the part so much, that I simply grabbed him by the chin and shoved my cock in his mouth. It was hard to tell if he was still enjoying it, but his big teary green eyes were looking straight into mine the entire time that I fucked his throat. When my cock was again at full mast, I moved behind him and kneeled on the couch. I hugged him to my chest. Nick grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply. Guess he was still turned on, even after that aggressive foreplay! I pushed him back down and after coating my cock with lube, I pushed my head past his sphincter. Nick hissed and his fingers dug in the carpet. I stopped for a moment to let him adjust. "Do you enjoy uncle's dick?" "Yeah uncle Chris, give me more!" - he spat out. So I started pushing, inch by inch. Even though he was experienced, I doubted if he ever had an adult cock lodged up in there. Each time I pushed forward, he would let out a barely audible groan or wriggle a bit. But he was a brave boy. Not once he told me to stop or back out, so soon my pelvis was pressing down on his butt. I waited for another moment, just to make absolutely sure that he was going to be fine and slowly pulled back and pushed in. Nick moaned and pushed back in my direction. "So, how does an adult dick feel inside you?" "Like taking the biggest shit in my entire life." - Nick groaned and we laughed. "It's going to feel a lot better, I promise you." - I assured him before plunging into him once again. He sighed each time I pushed in. When I sped up it became one constantly wail, with only short intervals, when he needed to take a breath. His smooth, glistening white skin looked incredibly sexy against the dark leather of the couch. I would run my hands up and down his back just to keep the physical contact. Although I was inside him, could smell his sweat and mine mixed together and heard his moaning and slapping of my balls against his butt, it was still to incredible to believe that I wasn't dreaming. That the willing boy was here for me to take him. So I did. I grabbed his arms, hugged him to me, and plowed away, muffling his moans by putting my mouth on his and kissing him passionately. It felt so sexy to feel his chest in my arms that I couldn't stop myself and I painted his sweet hole white. Then, remaining in the same position, I jacked off his cock and kissed his neck until he came, squeezing my half hard cock with his ass muscles. After we got cleaned up and dressed, I told Nick that since the snow won't stop falling, we should just go to the rec room where there is no windows and we won't have to see the blizzard outside. With a bit of exaggeration he hugged me and thanked me for being so considerate. "N-nick, you don't have to be so serious about it." - I replied and stroked his back, a bit confused. The little devil, started chuckling so hard into my chest, that his whole body was shaking. "You don't have to be so serious!" - mocked Nick as he parted away from me. In return I lightly swatted the back of his head. "Careful asshole, just because you're good at taking my dick, doesn't mean you can get away with anything." "Oh really? - he asked, taking first step downstairs - I love seeing you pissed off so I guess you'll have to deal with it." I was just behind him, so I simply picked him up. "Too bad I'm much stronger and can bring you to heel anytime you need it!" "Unhand me, bastard!" - giggled Nick, as I carried him down to the rec room and threw him on the bean bag and then sat down on the one next to his. "You know what? If the snow stops, we should spend entire day outside tomorrow. How about that?" "Yeah, I mean it's cool with you, but we're in mountains for a reason, right?" Although we agreed on going out, I wanted to go to the ice rink, while Nick was adamant about going on the slope. We decided to settle things the old fashioned way, with round of checkers. We sat opposite to one another, like generals. Nick chose to play with whites, so he was the first one to make a move. He moved the one in the middle, while I chose to to go forth with the one on the far left. Nick blocked my piece and gave me a cheeky smile. I remained perfectly calm, as I gradually moved all the pieces forward. The game almost came to a deadlock, so I decided to make a sacrifice. Nick, of course took two of my pieces and, unpredictably got the queen. "Haha, you loser - he chuckled - you should have more patience." "No worries, last laugh's on me!" - I replied. I made another move, which of course resulted in another piece taken by Nick. Fortunately he didn't notice that he was practically giving himself up, until it was too late. I took two of his pieces at once and got the queen myself. "Fuck." - he muttered to himself. For the next few rounds Nick became ferocious. He got another queen and although I took two of his pieces from the board, he swiped four of mine and got himself another queen. When I looked at him, his expression was so full of the determination that I imagined that he would start spitting fire at any moment. "Jesus Nick, it's just a game!" - I scoffed. "A game? - he smiled like maniac - I will get you to go snowboarding with me with fire and iron!" In the next three minutes I started to really be afraid of him. Even though I took of one of his queens it was now 10 to 5 for him. I was left only with one pawn and a queen on the board. Now he had to be careful. The bigger his advantage was, the more he had to move. Since my piece was near the edge, I risked and turned him into a queen. Nick started doing the same, soon all his six pieces turned into queens. I couldn't believe my eyes as he swiftly blocked all of my moves and reduced my army to a single queen while he had three of them at his disposal. He tried to block me once again by herding me in the corner. Luckily for me he didn't notice he aligned two of his queens perfectly for me to take them down. He actually gasped when I was taking them away. It was a duel now. Nick clamped his mouth and frowned his forehead. He was mouthing something to himself. I knew I had to be careful. Our queens danced around for a long while and nobody was getting ahead, so I decided to cheat a little. I started admiring Nick. It wasn't that hard. The way he ruffled his hair, or licked his lips. The glimpses of his hairless chest when he was bending over the board. I got hard within minute and repositioned myself so my bulge was obscenely visible. Nick noticed it quickly and it had the desired effect. He started rushing and became sloppy. In no time I found myself in a perfect position to strike. "Whaaaat?! - exclaimed Nick, when I picked up his piece and laughed at him - Give it back, you cheat!" "You lost because you wanted my cock more than a victory." - I shrugged and smiled at him innocently. "Fuck you." - he growled. "Be my guest - I answered, still with a shit-eating grin all over my face - but then I just might fuck you back." Nick stuck his tongue at me, and moved his beanbag over to the console and started playing a single player shooter. I smiled, crept over to him and kneeled behind him. He was straddling the beanbag, so his ass was sticking up in the air, inviting me for a playtime. "I know you're right behind me, fucko! I'm not doing anything with you for now." - announced Nick. "There's no need for you to do anything for now - I assured him - just enjoy your game and don't worry about me." "Well, I'm even more worried no-oooh..." Ignoring his banter, I decided to just pull down his sweatpants and lick all the way up from his round silky balls to the top of his crack. That finally shut him up, aside for a moan from time to time, and allowed me to have my way with him. I did so by spitting on my finger and entering it inside his rosebud, as I continued to gently nibble on his balls. Nick played the game vividly, trashing himself back and forth on the beanbag and seemingly not paying attention to my ministrations. Of course I knew he was just too pissed off to admit that he was feeling good. I mean I saw him play that console before and he was almost motionless and really tense back then. I was guessing that the opportunity to fuck himself on my fingers was what made the difference. It was just too much to throw away because of lost game of checkers. Assuming that he was stretched enough, I drove my tongue deep inside him, and slid my hand under his belly to rub his hard dick. As I looked up, I noticed that not only he wasn't distracted by my fondling, but he was doing even better in the game. He wasn't just rushing into action, firing rounds left and right, but actually used covers and timed the outbursts from his gun with moment when his enemies were reloading. Amazing what a bit of relax and pleasure can do, isn't it? It was time to test his patience a bit as well as whether I could help him focus even better by putting something bigger inside him. Without a warning, I laid him on his side and spun the beanbag around so he was still able to play. Nick complied with only slight groan, when I was shifting him. Luckily he was able to pause his game for that. I repositioned myself behind him. My hard dick brushed against his thigh. It was strangely exciting to make love to someone that indifferent. It was as if I was invisible and could do anything to him without Nick realising what happens. After entering him, I grabbed one of his legs and pushed in carefully to avoid shaking him too hard. Although speeding up was really hard to resist, slowly sliding in and out was just as hot. Plus after pulling up his t-shirt I could kiss his side and armpit (and almost get hit with his elbow while doing that), and then move over to kissing his shoulder and neck. As I felt my climax nearing, I grabbed his hard dick and felt it throbbing. I slowly jacked him off in rhythm with my thrusts and we both shot our loads at the same time. After taking a deep breath and putting his sweatpants back on, I informed Nick that I was going to fix some dinner and he is welcome to join me in forty five minutes. He murmured his acknowledgement and kept shooting the terrorists. Upstairs, I've decided to make something special, to appease my boy. I fried some minced meat and cooked few cups of penne. Then threw in vegetables like carrot, garlic, zucchini and tinned tomatoes. Then I mixed all the ingredients and sprinkled it with a lot of parmesan and put it in the oven. Then, just fifteen minutes before the set time, I prepared the desert and started preparing the table for the dinner for two. "Why is it so dark in here?" - I heard exactly forty five minutes after I left him in the rec room. "Glad you asked. I prepared a surprise for you." - I announced and lit the candles that I set on the table. Nick eyes nearly popped out of it's sockets. I suppose he never had a romantic dinner prepared for him. "Please, take a sit darling. The Ziti is ready." I took out the pasta from the oven and put the big portions of it on our plates. Then I poured the leftover wine from yesterday into two glasses and invited Nick to eat. "You know, after all it's good that you've won. The game was going nowhere." - he announced after swallowing first chunk. "Yeah, I hate that about checkers too. But the day after tomorrow we can go snowboarding." "Of course we will. I'm not putting anything at stake when there's a cheater around here." "If you hadn't looked between my legs, you could have won, you cockhound." "But if you weren't so hot, I wouldn't need to look!" "I'm sincerely sorry for that." - I giggled and he joined me. "I also loved the way you just took me just a while back. It was a great day, you know?" The change of subject was unexpected but favourable. I smiled at Nick, took the bite of the zucchini and washed it down with wine. "What did you enjoy the most?" "Being able to be myself, I guess. And for the last three days I could only jerk off while standing up. It's not as good as when I do it in bed." "I'm glad that I could help." "You didn't only help, did you?" "Well yeah, I enjoyed today too." - I replied, not sure where was he going with this. "Yeah, right. But I mean the other morning. When you went to take the shower... I kind of checked your phone and found my photos." - he announced with malicious smirk. I must admit that I didn't expect it. I choked a bit on my food and then grunted out. "Oh, and why would you do that?" "I wonder if you had any nudes of yourself. - replied Nick and chuckled - The one's I found were pretty hot." "So you don't mind it?" "Well, I sent yours to my phone, so we're kind of even. And besides, otherwise I wouldn't work up the courage to start doing what we are doing." "But I was the first one to make a move." - I pointed out. "And I was the one to comply. And I has to do a shit load of teasing before you got the clue." - he scoffed, as if 22 year olds hooking up with 13 year olds was the most natural thing. "I got the clue on the first day, when you flashed your ass at me in the sauna!" "Oh really?" - he smirked. "Yeah, really. I just wasn't sure if you did that on purpose! I mean most of the kids your age haven't even seen a naked man or a woman." Nick raised his eyebrows started laughing so hard, that I thought he might shit his pants. I frowned my forehead. He stopped laughing for a minute, looked at me with teary eyes and started laughing again. "Have you ever heard of a thing called Internet, Chris?" - he asked, when he was able to speak. At that moment I hoped to God that he choked himself to death. "Yes, Nicholas, I've heard of the Internet but I've also heard of parental locks. I bet with your mom's mindset you have one installed?" "Yeah, and already overriden. Casper did that for me back when we were messing around." "I see. I'm gonna have to send him a greeting card, or something." Nick smiled sheepishly and prodding his food with a fork. Then he took the glass in his hand, gulped it down and shivered a bit. "Meet me upstairs in fifteen minutes. I have a surprise for you too." I used the time he gave me to clean up and start the dishwasher. Ten minutes later I went to the bedroom. Since he still was in the bathroom, I put on some romantic music and after undressing, laid down on the bed, already predicting what wonders he was preparing. The door to the bathroom opened. Nick's head popped out and disappeared behind the door. Then I saw one of his legs. To my delight, he put on the red kneesocks with an alpine pattern he bought yesterday. When he passed the door I was spellbound. He was wearing nothing but kneesocks and his earflap hat! I wolf-whistled and gave him a round of applause. Nick walked up to me with incredible swagger. I kneeled up and took him in my arms. "Nick, I don't deserve to even be in the same room as you." - I whispered into his neck. "But it's all just for you, Uncle Chris. I love you." "I love you too, kiddo." - I replied, realising that I actually was sincere at that moment. I laid him down and got between his legs. As he looked into my eyes, I gently messaged his cock to full hardness. Nick sighed as I circled his dickhead with my tongue. You see, he couldn't have thought of a better turn on for me. There was something unbelievably erotic about him in those two pieces of clothing, like being dressed, but at the same time naked. I know that I'm babbling now, but excuse me. I can imagine, if you had a sock- clad foot in each hand and a beautiful young cock in your mouth, you'd probably make a very little sense either. Besides, being reasonable wasn't on top of my list. For now, my main objective was to drive Nick crazy with my mouth sliding on his shaft and my tongue dancing on his glans. "Oh yesss Chris, feels good." - he moaned. Nick wrapped his legs around my neck and started bucking his hips. I opened my mouth wider to let him fuck it and met his thrusts, pressing my lips tight to his pubic mound. His moans got even louder as he released another load from his hairless balls. I've collected every drop and laying down on him I shared it with him in a passionate, sloppy kiss. "How do you find your own essence, Nick?" - I asked. "Better even than your Ziti. I mean sorry Chris, but wouldn't you agree?" I pouted my lips and nodded slowly. "Yeah, you have that unique bouquet about you that makes you simply yummy." Nick laughed and kissed me again. While we dueled with our tongues, I rolled on my back, so he was on top of me. "I want you to sit on my cock, Nicholas. And show me that beautiful socks of yours." - I whispered to him. Nick complied without a word. He lubed me up, then made a bridge stretch over me and began lowering his lovely hole on my throbbing rod. "Ooh" - he sighed as my shaft sank in him to the hilt. I grabbed each of his buttcheeks and moved his hips up and down. Then I stroked his thighs and squeezed his wool-clad calves. "Ride your uncle's love stick, baby!" - I encouraged him. He was so adorable, his skin glistening with sweat, his nipples hardened, lips parted, cheeks flushed and eyes closed. As he fucked himself on me faster and faster, his thighs jiggled and loud gasps escaped his mouth. The little bobble on top of his hat was bouncing like crazy. His dick hardened again and was now bouncing up and down, slapping against my pelvis. I couldn't resist the urge to wrap my fingers around it and stroke it. With few more moans we both screamed as cum flied out of our dicks. "I'm so glad you bought these." - I stroked his leg, as he laid down next to me. "I'm glad, that you're glad." - he assured me and gently rubbed his foot against my flaccid cock. "Take the hat off and let's get under the covers." - I offered. When he returned in my arms he had nothing but his socks on. He wrapped his legs around mine and we kissed chit-chatted and cuddled until we fell asleep.