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The characters in this story have names but they do not refere to anybody who has that name in reality. If your name appears, I apologise but as I do not know anybody of that name it is not you thatI am writing about!
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THE HOUSEHOLD PART TEN: THE NEXT MORNING. Next morning Roy entered the room where Peter lay sleeping and locked the door behind him as he entered. Peter was lying face down on the bed and he had thrown his clothes in a pile just inside the door. Roy smiled, he looked at Peter's upturned arse, "sweet!" he thought, "if only he knew what he had coming to him next!"
Roy stepped out of his football shorts as he entered the room and dropped them on top of Peter's clothes. Then he moved over beside the bed and sat gently beside the sleeping young man. Roy let his hand wander down Peter's back, tracing the spine downwards to the hard cheeks of his smooth arse. He then slapped one cheek with an open palm. Peter woke with a shock.
"Good morning sexy!" smiled Roy as he lay beside the ruffled young stud.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Peter asked in a blurry voice.
"I just came by for a quick good-morning blow-job!" said Roy in a matter-of-fact manner.
"Really?" asked Peter, "and what makes you think I'll give you one?"
"Because, you have no choice!" said Roy as he lay beside the younger Smith and hugged him.
"I'll suck yours honey, if you suck mine!" said Peter.
"Deal!" said Roy.
Peter gestured for him to move into position.
"Sure..." he said. When Roy lay with his face next to Peter's crotch, they went at it. Roy opened his mouth and his tongue went along the rim of Peter's knob as Peter discovered that Roy's dick had grown so much that the foreskin no longer covered the knob. Peter pulled it back a little before it was fully extended over the shaft. Roy had large balls, and Peter fondled them as his mouth sucked on the hardening dick that they called Arse-Splitter.
As Roy started to fuck Peter's mouth, Peter responded by sliding his own sizeable pole into Roy's throat. Peter enjoyed what was going on, but wasn't awake enough yet to realise exactly what Roy was planning. He kept stabbing his dick into Roy's mouth. Suddenly, Roy raised his face away from Peter's crotch and Peter parted his legs and lifted his hips toward Roy's face, with his knees on his chest.
Roy first licked the heavy ball-bag, then he down the hard root of Peter's dick. When he got to the rim, he stopped. Peter lifted his hips even more, parting his cheeks wide with his hands. Roy's tongue felt sensational on Peter's hole, and he reacted by clenching it and letting it free again. Next Roy began to lick all the way round the rim of the hole. Peter groaned loudly on the end of Arse-Splitter, then the tip of Roy's tongue went inside. Peter's three eyes opened - two baby-blues and a brown one. He started to suck on Arse-Splitter and took it to the hilt. Roy slowly moved his hips above Peter's face, pulling out a little, then pushing in again. Pulling out, pushing in. He now had his tongue about an inch into Peter's hole.
Peter was in ecstasy. The smell of Roy's groin was an intoxicating blend of sweat and spunk. Roy was giving Peter the best rim job imaginable. Roy felt his dick grow harder. He stuck his tongue deep inside a few more times, but then stopped licking the puckered muscle.
"Peter, I want to..."
He licked some more. Peter moved a little beneath him, wanting to get the most out of it.
"...fuck your brains out!"
Peter bit the Arse-Splitter with shock,
"no fucking way!" he said as Roy quickly pulled his giant dick out to protect it from Peter's sharp teeth.
"What do you mean 'no fucking way'?" asked Roy indignantly.
"I mean that I only give, I'm not a taker. I never have been. I never will be!"
"Are you telling me that you're still a virgin back there?" asked Roy with a sneer.
Peter didn't answer.
"So?" asked Roy, "what's the story?"
"Well," said Peter, "I took it up there once when I was sixteen, but only once!"
"Go on," said Roy.
"My cousin Kenneth shafted me one evening but it was awful. I was bleeding after it and I couldn't sit comfortably for a week!"
Roy laughed, "so what happened after that?"
"The agreement was that I was to fuck him, but I was too big and I couldn't get inside"
"Fuck!" said Roy, "you weren't very smart were you?"
"What do you mean by that?" snapped Peter.
"I mean," said Roy, "you hadn't a clue about what you were doing!"
"That's true!" Peter admitted, "but Kenneth had to give me a hand-job every morning and every night for a week to make up for it!"
Roy laughed. "Listen Peter!" he said, "that was three years ago. Why not try it out once more and see what you think?"
Peter was not convinced.
"Look Peter!" said Roy, "Kenneth ploughed you and it hurt, I stuck my tongue up there and you loved it. Why not give it a try?"
"No way!" said Peter.
"Okay then Peter," Roy snapped, "you came here yesterday and had a great time shafting others but it's time you took a load up that obstinate arse of yours!"
"James didn't get fucked either!" Peter whined.
"Robbie is presently rectifying that!" Roy replied with a smile, "now spread them and let old Arse-Splitter give you a treat. If it hurts too much, I'll stop!"
Peter knew that he had no option but to agree. Roy sat up on his knees with his arse resting on his feet, his thighs on either side of Peter's hips. He opened a condom with his teeth, and rolled it on. Peter watched as Roy pulled back his foreskin good and tight, then rolled the condom down over the Arse-Splitter, and finally applied some lubricant. First he took a greasy finger and squeezed it into Peter's resisting hole. Peter pulled his knees further up toward his chest and then, to his surprise, he felt his dick grow rigid.
Roy saw this and felt the Arse-Splitter began to respond, pulling the condom a bit further.
"I'm ready now, Peter... me and old Arse-Splitter don't want to wait any longer!"
He eased himself closer to Peter, his dick standing erect and proud in his hand. He bent it so that the tip make contact with Peter's puckered hole. To Peter's surprise, he felt his chute opening without hesitation, before Roy even put any pressure on his dick. Peter was very ready. Roy entered with ease. He pulled out again immediately, but let the knob stay wedged inside Peter's tight arse. Peter moaned, and Roy could see pre-cum leaking from his lover's stiff horn.
Taking that as a signal Roy pushed in again. As the full length of his huge dick spread the tight hole, Peter grimaced. Roy began to slide his hard shaft in and out of Peter's hole, slowly massaging the tight muscle until it got accustomed to the invasion. Peter closed his eyes and a mellow smile crept over his lips. Picking up speed, Roy sent jab after jab up Peter's spine. He bent forward and Peter put his legs around Roy's waist. Now they were getting into it.
Roy pulled out and lay on top of Peter. Discarding the used condom, Roy licked Peter's dick. Peter roared with pleasure. He pulled his legs up, exposing his crack to Roy. Roy rolled another condom down over his hard dick. He dipped a couple of fingers into the baby-oil and entered his first digit into Peter. Peter reacted by moving closer to get more of the lubricated finger inside. Inserting a second finger next to the first one was easy. Roy spread his fingers and pushed more baby-oil into the twitching hole.
"I'm ready." he said to Peter.
Roy felt his dickhead swell a bit more, stretching the rubber around it. All through the fingering of his arse, Peter had felt kind of nervous. But now he only wanted one thing - Roy Smith to fuck him.
"Roy?" he began, "my hole is tingling all over. It's like it's itchy, could you scratch it for me with your super-dick please? I want it!"
Roy slid up close to Peter, with Peter's thighs spread wide and their chests touching. He kissed Peter and moved into position. His dick nudged at the opening. Peter hugged him. Roy moved his hips and pushed. First the head went in, then a good part of the shaft. Peter shuddered and kissed Roy again.
"Roy! I don't know what I'm saying but I love this, you and Arse-Splitter are incredible!"
When Roy had buried himself to the hilt in Peter's now receptive arse, he pulled out again, slowly picking up pace. Each thrust pushed Peter a little bit up the bed. For a slim bloke, Roy had powerful thighs. Peter felt the burning in his arse. Roy pressed tighter against his lover. Every time he flexed his arse, pulling out to push deeper, he could feel the air against his own hole. Peter began to grimace and pant loudly
"You want me to stop?" asked Roy.
"No! Keep going."
"If it hurts too much I'll stop!" Roy offered.
"Oh yeah, fuck me. Yeah, like that. Yes... Yeah. My arse is burning for you, Roy."
Roy slowed down his pace and hugged Peter closer, licking his ear from behind.
"Is this great or is this great?" he asked as he ground his hard pole deep into Peter.
He started licking and kissing Peter's neck at the same time.
"Well, I suppose I do love to be shafted after all," Peter said.
"Yeah... like this?"
Roy pulled out almost all the way.
"Aw, come on, don't stop now..."
"Anything you say!" Roy agreed as he rammed Arse-Splitter back in, burying himself to his balls in Peter's tight bum.
He started biting at Peter's neck. When he was pushing in, Roy realised that he was happier to be in this position than on the receiving end. Although William, Marty and Robbie had fucked him and he had enjoyed it, his own arse did not lend itself to being fucked. At that point he made a decision. Roy was a fucker, a top, a giver - from this day on, his arse would be the fortress it was before William fucked him!
Before Roy started to pull back out again, he stopped inside to enjoy the snug warm feeling of being up a bloke again. He hugged Peter tight. He could feel his middle leg throbbing inside Peter. His hard flesh leaked a steady stream of juice, which was coating his mammoth dick as he slowly began to slide in and out. He could feel Peter clenching his pucker helping him on his way to orgasm.
"Are you ready for it? I'm getting pretty close now."
"Give it to me big-boy!"
"Clench your arse and milk it from me," Roy suggested as he stopped but stayed inside. Peter obliged and within a few clenches he had Roy spewing his load into the condom. Roy groaned in the throes of an electric orgasm. He reached down to grab Peter's dick and pull him off. When his hands found their target he noticed that Peter was gone limp.
"Was there something wrong?" he asked with genuine concern
"No, I was just a bit nervous. Or maybe I'm just not used to taking up the arse like you are!" Peter smiled as a frown deepened on Roy's brow.
"What do you mean by that?" Roy asked.
"It was okay, but I don't think that I'd let you up there again!"
"For fuck's sake Peter!" Roy began, "that was only a test drive! If you want to know what it's really like you'll have to let me shaft you at least one more time!"
Peter smiled to himself. He knew that Roy was both offended and challenged by his comments. What Roy did not know was that Peter had loved every minute of it - the same as he had loved it when Kenneth shafted him every night for six months. Peter just liked to play very hard-to-get.
"If I let you give it to me again, will you make sure you're good enough to keep me hard the whole way through?"
That was a challenge that Roy Smith liked, "No problem Peter. But next time don't expect any mercy!"
It was now almost eight in the morning and William had to get up for an eleven o'clock lecture. He rose, got out of bed and walked to the shower. James woke.
"Good morning my Lord!" said William when he returned from the shower. He walked over to the bed and gave James a kiss on the cheek, "thanks for a great weekend!"
James smiled and got out of bed. He pulled on a pair of shorts and went to the bathroom to piss and wash his teeth. While he was gone, William dressed and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
James came into the kitchen and kissed William, "did you really enjoy your birthday?" he asked. William looked at the ring James had given him,
"my arse will probably be sore for a month, it stings, but I have this and above everything else, I loved the whole weekend - apart from the paddling part!"
James laughed, "the paddle was only for this weekend, from now on I'll only use it for kinky stuff!" he promised.
"And if I smoke?" William asked.
"Then," said James, "I'll spank you!"
"Good!" said William, "I'll buy forty on the way to work!"
"Do that," said James, "and I'll spank you alright, but you won't get this!" and he grabbed his package.
William laughed, "I promise I won't smoke then. See you at five!"
He kissed his husband and turned to walk away. James slapped his arse - "don't forget to keep your promise!"
William turned and they placed the two rings together. The ridge on James' slid into the hole in William's, they kissed and William left for work.
As James stood in the doorway watching William get into his car he was thankful that he was on a day off. After a weekend of fucking he was tired and he was looking forward to getting back to bed.
Robbie stood behind him and placed a hand on either of James' hips.
"Good morning sexy!" he said.
"Good morning Robbie," James replied, "you're up early!"
"Yeah, I didn't get much sleep last night," said Robbie, "I spent the whole evening up Roy Smith's arse!"
James smiled and pulled the door closed. "Yeah, you're a typical Smith you are!" he said, "always up!"
Robbie slowly moved his hands off James' hips and around to cup the cheeks of his arse, he squeezed them and said,
"That arse of yours has been impenetrable all weekend James, how about me shafting you now?"
James felt his hand slide under the waistband and then, the tips of his fingers scraped James' hole. James wiggled his hips and said,
"Sorry Robbie! Since I've trained in William I only give it up the arse, I'm no taker!"
Robbie slapped his arse and said, "I have my heart set on this James. You and Peter got away all weekend with your arses intact. Now it's time to pay back isn't it?"
James smiled. He knew that he enjoyed the occasional shafting and he was glad that it was Robbie that was offering it. He lay his head back against Robbie's shoulder and said,
"I'm haven't been a very regular taker recently, but I wouldn't mind a good fucking from you! But don't tell William! It's taken two months to train him to forget about giving me one up the arse!"
Robbie moved the palm of his hand inside the fabric of the football shorts and clamped one of James' cheeks. James pushed his arse back a bit and then turned around to face him, Robbie was standing there in his boxers with his hard dick poking through the opening. He got on his knees and pressed his face into Robbie's crotch as he pulled the boxers down to his ankles.
"You want me to play with this?" he asked.
Robbie laughed and slid a hand to James' head and forced his dick into his mouth and said, "Suck me! Yeah, take it all!"
As James began to suck on Robbie's dick, he chuckled and said, "I never thought I'd get a blow-job this morning from you James Andrews. William's little he-man husband is just a fucking little queer like himself, aren't you James?"
He pulled his dick from James' mouth and James smiled up at him, licking the head of his dick and said,
"Not quite Robbie! But for you and your huge dick, James Andrews is willing to bend over any day! I love your big dick, I bet it will feel real good up my arse!"
Robbie laughed, cramming his dick back into the waiting mouth and said, "Well then, get to it boy! Suck my big dick for me!"
Robbie began to pump his dick in and out of James' mouth and then, after a bit, he pulled it out and said, "Standing at the door isn't the place to do this, let's go to bed!"
James stood up and they went into the bedroom. Robbie stood behind James and then, with a sudden jerk, wrenched James' shorts down around his ankles. James lost his balance and fell onto the bed with his arse high in the air. Robbie chuckled as he walked over and rubbed his knob around the exposed hole.
"Is this the hole you want filled?"
"Oh yes please Robbie, I want my hole filled with your big hard dick! I want you to fill my arse with it all the way to your balls!"
Robbie chuckled and said "Yeah, you know what every Smith likes don't you James boy? Yeah, that's it spread those legs for uncle Robbie, show me that hot little cunt you like to offer around!"
James shivered when he felt Robbie's fingers beginning to toy with his hole, as he said,
"You're a bit tight back here young Andrews. Do you think I should stretch you a bit so that my dick will fit?"
He roughly shoved a finger in and James groaned,
"Oh yes Robbie!"
Robbie laughed and added another finger and began to work them in and out.
"So, you like big Smith dicks do you?" he asked.
James moaned. "Yeah, bet Peter and Kenneth would love a go at that fuck hole of yours! Yeah, James, squeeze that arse of yours tighter, yeah I want to feel how tight this hole of yours is faggot!"
James moaned as Robbie continued to work his fingers in and out. Then he pinched James' right nipple. He squeezed it and James' manly arse tightened even more. Robbie laughed loudly when he felt the tight muscle close tighter on his two fingers. His fingers inside were twisting and James moaned as they caressed his prostate. Then, Robbie jammed a third finger inside and James lifted his arse up as he worked them around inside. James was going wild, humping his arse on the buried fingers.
Suddenly, Robbie pulled out and said, "Spread your legs for me now James!"
James rolled over on his back, he lifted his legs and asked,
"Like what you see Mister Smith?"
Robbie laughed and moved onto the bed and knelt between the spread legs. He slapped James' upturned arse and said,
"do you want this big dick James?"
James lifted his arse up in reply Robbie slowly slid the full length of his substantial dick up inside. James groaned, "Oh Robbie! Oh what a dick, what a big fucking dick you have!"
Robbie began to fuck in and out with long hard thrusts.
"I'll show you what a big fucking dick feels like faggot! This is a the feeling of a big fucking dick!"
James groaned,
"Yes, yes, Robbie, you're a stud! Fuck me Robbie, oh fuck me stud, ooh, your dick, your dick, it feels so good up there!"
James was humping his arse up to meet Robbie's thrusts as the long wet dick slid in and out of his hole. Robbie was sweating now as he thrust in and out with abandon. James was squealing beneath his as Robbie pounded his arse without mercy. In and out he thrust and then, with a cry and a huge shove that almost pushed James along the bed, Robbie shot a load straight up James Andrews's hot arse.
Robbie collapsed heavily on top of James and almost crushed him.
"Fuck you, you big fucking oaf!" James snapped, "that hurt!"
"Sorry!" said Robbie sheepishly as he reached between their bodies and grabbed James' swollen dick. He began to pull and James closed his eyes. Within a few seconds James shot a sticky load between their sandwiched bodies. Robbie kissed him.
"Thanks James, we must do this again some time!"
"Have you to go to work today?" asked James.
"Yeah!" said Robbie, "it looks like I'm going to be late!"
"Why don't you grab a quick shower?" asked James.
Robbie stood up and began to massage James' spunk into his chest.
"No thanks!" he said, "I want the smell of you on me all day!"
James laughed, "You're a scummy bastard Robbie Smith!"
"Yeah, but I'm a sentimental scummy bastard!" said Robbie, "I just hate to leave my friend's behind!"
James laughed at that.
"Is it okay if I drop by later?" Robbie asked, "I was hoping to ask William if I could rent a room here!"
"How can you say no to a bloke that's buried up your arse?" asked James.
"Good, I'll see you at about six or seven then!"
Robbie's pulled his spent dick from James' hole and it slapped down between his thighs like a soft cucumber. He pulled on his boxers and walked to the door. As he walked he pulled down the waistband of his boxers, exposing the delicious curves of his arse to James. He returned to the room he had slept in, pulled on his clothes and went to work. James rolled over on his belly and went back to sleep.
In the other room, Roy and Peter were lying beside each other. Peter lay on his stomach with Roy beside him looking at the ceiling. As they lay there, the tip of Roy's middle finger was tapping lightly against the rim of Peter's hole.
"Do you know something Peter?" asked Roy.
"What?" Peter asked.
"Old Arse-Splitter has been looking for a job for a while now and you have an opening there that he could fill!" said Roy with a laugh.
"Very funny!" said Peter, "what sort of curriculum vitae has he to offer?"
"What do you mean?" asked Roy.
"Well you could begin with a name," Peter suggested.
"He has a name!" Roy replied with a bit of indignation in his voice, "his name is Arse-Splitter!"
"I have no opening for a person with a name like that," said Peter, "I'm no fag! You'll have to change his name or there's no deal!"
This took Roy by surprise. He liked the name that he had invented for his dick. It made him feel superior and in control when he was shafting William over the previous two years. But William was with James now and it seemed to be that Roy would have to change his beloved dick's name if he wanted to get an arse to play in.
"Okay!" he relented, "I'll change his name as long as William still has to call him Arse-Splitter. Is that okay?"
Peter nodded.
"Okay, what new name will I give him?" Roy asked.
"Taz!" Peter chimed.
Roy looked at him in disbelief, "Taz?"
"Yeah," said Peter definitively, "Taz!"
Roy sighed, "Taz it is then!" he conceded.
Peter moved over onto one side. His own dick was beginning to stretch again. He reached over and took a hold of Taz in his right fist,
"I suppose I had better baptise him then!" he said as he moved towards the hard shaft with his mouth.
Roy relaxed and placed his hands behind his head as he eagerly awaited a blowjob. Peter was now kneeling beside the prostrate stud. Roy closed his eyes.
Roy's eyes opened immediately as Peter pulled the foreskin back with a painful jerk. He sat up.
"What the fuck are you at?" he snapped, "that hurt!"
Peter laughed, "who said Taz wasn't Jewish?" he asked, "I could always bite your foreskin off!"
Roy grabbed him and the two began to wrestle on the bed, their hard shafts bobbing as they tried to get the upper hand. Eventually Roy's height advantage paid off and he managed to pin the strong breathless Peter beneath him. He lay on top and looked down at Peter's smiling face.
"What makes you so interested in my arse all of a sudden?" Peter asked.
"Well," Roy began, "since William and James got together I tried a few different bottoms. For the most part they were okay, but most of them were too effeminate for my tastes. You take the bloke to bed and suddenly he's a fucking queen with his legs in the air shouting 'fuck me stud!' and don't get me wrong, I fuck them. I fuck these bastards hard until they scream. But it's too like fucking a girl. When I fuck a bloke I want him to be a bloke, if I want a girl I can get a real one, you Peter, you're masculine enough to be what I want and also I think you have a cute arse!"
Peter laughed, "so do you stud!" he lisped as he lifted his legs into a V. "Fuck me stud!" he screamed in a girl's voice, "make me scream!"
Peter may have been taking the piss with this act but his invitation was too much for Roy Smith to resist. He lined Taz up at Peter's hole and began to jab at the resisting sphincter.
"Do you really want me to make you scream?" he asked.
"Yes!" Peter hissed.
With that Roy forced his dry dick into Peter with one thrust. Peter screamed!
"Fuck you Roy, you bastard, that hurt! Now pull out of me!" Peter ordered.
"Relax Peter," Roy replied, "you're still loose from your earlier shafting and if I just rock gently, you'll soon love the feeling of old Taz up your bum again!"
Peter lay back and relaxed, "okay Roy, I'll give it a go but is it hurts you must promise me that you will stop!"
Roy promised, "how about getting on with Taz's interview for that position he's interested in filling?" he asked as he began to rock gently inside Peter's hole.
"I think he's doing fine on his probationary period!" came the reply.
Roy continued to poke gently into Peter's tight little butt,
"I'm really looking forward to you bottoming for me on a regular basis," he said.
Peter smiled, "I think I'm ready now," he said, "Let her rip!"
Roy needed no further encouragement and Taz took to the task with his usual vigour. In and out of Peter's willing hole he slid and poked as Peter moaned in ecstasy. Peter's own sizeable dick was now growing to its full hardness over his belly. Roy looked down at the Smith monster and said,
"you know Peter, with a dong that size you could make a lot of fairy-boys happy?" Peter laughed,
"I have, I do and I will!" he said, "I might have agreed to bottom for you, but that doesn't mean that I am going to let a dick like mine go to waste!"
With that, Peter clamped his butt muscles on that hard shaft as Roy leaned over him and began to fuck. Peter moaned in pleasure and began to work his arse back like a whore, working his arse in circles and back and forth as Roy plunged into him again and again.
"Oh Roy, oh yeah, give me that big dick stud! Do it stud, fuck my arse, fill me stud, fill me!"
"Do you want me to fuck your faggot hole? Do you faggot? You like being a bottom for me? Do you? Do you?"
Peter moaned and said, "Yes, I love it! Use my cunt Roy, yeah stud, use me, and make me know what I am here to serve you and Taz!"
Roy chuckled and his thrusts began to be longer and harder.
Peter stretched out his arms, wallowing in the throes of the wild hot fuck he was receiving. Just then, Roy pulled out completely and then drove back in, Peter gasped,
"Wow Roy! Yes, yes, fuck me stud, fuck me! Give me that big hard dick stud, fuck my arse Roy, fuck me!"
Peter was not thinking about anything else but hot hard Taz being shoved into him over and over. Roy leaned over him and said,
"Yeah, take my dick you fucking little slut! Take it baby, take it deep!"
Peter groaned in pleasure as Roy's hard shaft slid into him time and again. He would shove in all the way a few times and just grind it inside, as Peter worked his arse muscles to please Taz. As Peter began to respond with his arse Roy shouted,
"Take it Peter! Yeah, take it you hot, tight little whore! Yeah, drink Taz's cream faggot, drink it all!"
Peter screamed out in pleasure as he felt Taz explode inside him. He squeezed down and released, doing this again and again until Taz stopped erupting. They lay together until Taz began to soften and he plopped out of Peter's arse. Roy rolled off and lay on his side next to Peter. Peter moved into the same position with Roy behind him as Roy guided the half-hard Taz back inside Peter's sloppy hole.
"How was it for you stud?" Roy asked.
He smiled and said, "Never knew it would feel that good Roy! I love having Taz inside me Roy!"
As he spoke, Peter pushed his tail-end back into the warmth of Roy's groin. Taz was bloated and embedded in his arse. Roy put his arms around Peter's chest and pulled his new lover closer.
"Taz is asleep now!" he whispered, "and when Taz goes to sleep, Roy goes to sleep!"
He closed his eyes and nodded off into a mid morning nap. Peter would soon become familiar with this situation, asleep with Taz up his hole. He closed his eyes and joined Roy in a morning snooze.