Deep thoughts

Diego held me as he drifted off the sleep. I, however, couldn't sleep, at least not yet. I lay there, wrapped in the arms of this younger man feeling things that I did not understand. His somewhat muscular arms around me, his limp cock pressed against my ass cheek and his shallow breathing in my ear made me feel...happy.

Thanks to the device, right now I could be the hottest guy I knew getting all the pussy I wanted out there on the beach, or I could be the hottest woman in my contacts list taking all the creampies I wanted. Instead I was laying here, naked in my own body having just made love to a man.

Logically I couldn't make any of it make sense. A few weeks ago I would have laughed at the suggestion that I would one day have sex with another man. Tonight part of me was wishing he would wake up and give it to me again.

Meanwhile my wife was out there probably impregnating half of the women in Florida with my best friend's babies.

I could not even begin to understand what this means for the future

Eventually I did drift off to sleep, waking before my young lover the next morning. We had barely moved. He still held me tightly and was still breathing in my ear, except now his limp cock has hard and hotdogged between my cheeks.

I wanted to wake him so badly, but I managed to contain myself, at least for a while. Instead I reached down as stealthy as possible and gripped my own morning wood. I lay there, gently squeezing and stroking it as I imagined what would happen when he woke up.