Sit on Sam's face.

Billy rolls over to Sam, sliding on top of his buff torso to his face. He positions himself carefully above Sam's open mouth and sits down. Although he's still asleep at first, Sam instinctively pushes his tongue into Billy's hole, jaw moving with the reflexive skill of someone who does this quite frequently. Once Sam's eyes do pop open, they are immediately filled with lust. Sam wraps his arms around Billy's thighs and pulls the boy closer. Sam's tongue is bigger than Billy expected. Billy finds himself squeaking as Sam's tongue thickens and pushes in and out of Billy like a pudding cup. Billy grabs the top of Sam's head for support, legs spasming from Sam's oral professionalism.

Sam's mouth makes wet suckling sounds, sounding like someone breathlessly eating pie without using their hands. The wet, sliding pleasure within Billy makes him cums all over the headboard of the bed.

Breathless and content, Billy moves to lay next to Sam, resting his head on the larger man's broad chest. Sam wraps one arm around Billy and puts the other behind his head smugly. He rubs Billy's bare side, chuckling "Now that's a way to start the morning."

Then, without warning, the door opens. Billy looks over and sees--