Spirited away

David and Jacob returned to awareness nestled against one another, soft flesh against soft flesh, a silk pillow beneath them. Somehow they were now clean and dry, and each could feel the warmth of the other's small body. Their cockheads poked out briefly, urethral orifices tasting the air, before retreating back into their foreskins as the two sets of genitalia snuggled and drowsed in the sunshine that streamed through the window.

They had no concerns or worries, no curiosity about their changed circumstances. Neither of them had a brain at the moment, so their thoughts were limited to what their abbreviated nervous systems could sustain. And what their nervous systems sustained right now was contentment. David contracted part of his sack, pulling a ball across Jacob's sack, feeling the shape of one of Jacob's testicles within. Jacob's shaft plumped slightly in response and he cuddled David more closely. This certainly beat the hell out of masturbation.

A shadow fell across them.

"Well aren't you two just the cutest."