It was about four in the morning when I rolled over into Errol's arms, I really didn't want to get out of bed because last night was just.... it was a lot. Even though the only thing we've done so far has been strictly oral, Errol's ability to eat ass left me physically drained but spiritually high, I really don't know why we haven't taken that next step yet.... Let me stop lying, I knew exactly why I was holding back, though I didn't know why, especially since Seven had no problem showing his ass all over the internet. You know what... let me not even go down that road, let me just enjoy these precious few moments of peace because I knew what was waiting for me later today. I looked at Errol who was snoring lightly, even in his sleep he exuded this sexual energy, his swollen dick had the sheets raised and I just.... I needed to see it again. After double-checking to see if he was still asleep, slowly I pulled the sheets away from his body until I could see the outline of his dick in the dimly lit room; Errol has a PRETTY dick, it was like an XXL Snickers bar; chocolatey, veiny, thick, and slightly curved... PERFECT! I wanted to touch it, I wanted to taste it.... slowly I reached out and grabbed his dick until I felt his warm flesh beneath my fingers; his dick pulsed in my hand, like a heartbeat sending all the sexual frustration he was feeling from his body into my own.
"Don't play with it... if you touch it, you gotta suck it... or sit on it, your choice." Errol said causing me to jump a little. "Relax, it's coo...." He said sitting up into a more comfortable position as I pulled my hand away from his dick. "But since you decided to wake me up... I gotta ask, why haven't we fucked yet?" Errol asked grabbing my hand, placing it back on his dick, and began guiding me through the stroking motion.
"I don't know.... I just feel like we shouldn't rush into things." I said quietly and Errol let out that deep-ass laugh that made my hole wink. "I don't know why you're laughing, I'm being serious... right now I'm in a weird position and I don't want to complicate things by having sex with you.... we're already crossing into dangerous territory by mixing business with pleasure." I said focusing on his dick and Errol let out another loud laugh.
"Yesterday.... lunch break... when I had you bent over my desk and my tongue in your ass. You don't think that was much more 'dangerous territory' than what we do in the safety of your bedroom? I mean what if someone would've walked in because I damn sure didn't lock the door." Errol said placing his hand under my chin and making me face him. "So what's really holding us back? Don't tell me it's that nigga...." Errol said clearly irritated.
"Seven doesn't have anything to do with why we haven't had sex... I'm just trying to take things slow and figure out what's going on with my marriage." I said sharply.
"I'll tell you what's going on... you're laid up with me, and he's fuckin that soccer nigga...." Errol said and I started to counter that Seven wasn't fuckin with Camilo but I knew that would be a lie. "I know you saw that video of them in the club, Seven was damn near fuckin him right then and there... I'm a body language expert, that's how I was able to spot DL dudes during my DL phase... I know when two people are fuckin." Errol said.
"We're separated, we sat down and agreed that whatever happens is none of the other person's business... whatever issues we have we'll work on in therapy, and at the end if we find out that we can't fix things, we'll figure out what course we wanna take." I said getting a headache.
"Let's be serious, y'all are just wasting money... y'all both know it's a wrap for y'alls relationship, the only reason y'all would try to force it is because of the kid." Errol said.
"And on that note... it's time for you to go, I gotta start getting ready for work." I said sliding out of bed and gathering everything I need for my shower. By the time I was finished Errol was sitting on the edge of the bed, he hadn't said a word but I could tell he was pissed. I didn't have time to coddle a grown-ass man.
