Ace sat cross legged on his bed feeling the warm sun on his naked back. He was totally naked, he slept that way and that's the way he stayed in the mornings until he had to go to school.
Mark lay next to him face down as they talked. He too was naked.
Ace admired the shapes of his shoulders, back, buttocks and thighs. With his finger tips, Ace moved all over Mark's body.
Mark liked this, he always did. And his signal was simple. He'd kick the covers back stretch, bend his kness up then roll over face down.
They talked about school, family, finances, movies and life.
Ace would occasionally bend forward kissing whatever part of Mark's body he felt like, perhaps nibbling a little bit which always make Mark giggle. Then he'd pet that spot and return to his finger tip treatment.
Mark reached over and rested his hand on Ace's bare leg just petting slowly. And underneath him, his cock was hard and usually spilling out precum onto the sheets.
Ace loved the mornings. There was not hurry to get dressed and out the door, no arguments about what parts of the place needed cleaning, no piles of unfinished theme papers or unread text books and no animalistic hunger for sex.
The sun baked them both even in the winter as they always left the drapes open. Their neighbors, were they on the roof next door, could see them if they wanted. Ace and Mark didn't care. Everyone knew about them..or at least their classmates and professors did.
They had two more years and then the real world would probably redefine their lives. But for now there was Mark's smooth buttocks and Ace's desire to touch them, kiss them and lick them.
"Not yet" Mark would say if he thought Ace was getting to the next point. And Ace would return to touching him.
There was always a part of Mark's body that trembled and twitched when touched. His sides always seemed to trigger his full body to tremble. His back made him sigh. Mark's thighs as thick and muscular as they were seemed to shake when Ace's hands moved up and down them.
Ace's fingers would move between the round asscheeks and across his rosebud. That's what each called the other's anus. Neither was sure where they got that term or how they started using it.
But both knew they loved the sensation of the other's fingers, lips and cocks there. Sometimes they would find another friend to join them and indulge them, even at the same time.
But in the closeness of the bedroom they shared, ignoring their other roommates' sounds from the other bedroom, they would give and take what they needed from each other.
Ace slid his finger to Mark's rosebud and he didn't say anything. In fact, Ace would feel Mark consciously or perhaps subconsciously relax and open to let him inside.
"Yea" Mark would sigh as Ace's finger tip would move around massaging while his other hand stroked the buttocks surrounding.
Mark would arch his back pushing his butt onto the pleasure giving digit and Ace would know to move deeper and find the spots that made Mark's sighs turn to groans.
The jell warmed as it touched the skin. Ace loved the sensation and he knew Mark loved it too.
He looked down on Mark's back and let his non lubricated fingers tickle from his neck across his shoulders, donw one side and up the other.
As usual Mark's body shook and his muscle involuntarily trembled. Ace's fingers would move down the back bone making the strands of bordering muscles relax at his touch s they traveled down to the target.
Mark anticipated the end of Ace's fingers movements as he arched his back slightly. Again it was automatic as his body was in charge not his conscious brain.
Ace moved so his knees were on either side of Mark to keep his legs closed. He aimed his lubricated penis and touched Mark's rosebud.
Mark whispered "yes" as his back arched more to meet the arrival.
Both breathed deeper and deeper. And as Ace entered Mark, he grunted slightly, trying not to insert adruptly to end the mood.
His hands massaged the small of Mark's back telling him to relax.
Ace could feel Mark's response as his pendage would then be able to slide totally inside and once in he'd hear another sigh from his lover.
What followed varied based on Ace's mood, Mark's whispers and their class schedule. But regardless both boys took their time to feel every sensation that almost certainly felt different each time.
Deep inside Mark, he felt his body clutch Ace's penis and retract to it's presence. Ace felt those sensations too that would grip the sides of his penis and by adjusting each thrust stroke the edges of his cockhead.
Both boys hoped their bodies wouldn't demand too quick and ending..they let their bodies decide and sometimes the sun would move noticable during their indulgences and sometimes not much at all.
Gasping for breath, Ace would pull his softening penis from the tubular grip and sometimes hearing the soft pop sound would giggle as he rolled on his back next to Mark and catch his breath.
Max would flex his back muscles and prop himself on his elbows often expressing his joy at the uniqueness, the depth of pleasure or the animalistic turn their fun had taken them both.
Then reaching out his hand, Mark would run his fingertips on Ace's face causing him to close his eyes.
The fingers would moved over the boyish athletic face around his neck and to his shouders.
Ace's hands would almost move but he'd stop them. And Mark would move to the chest and nipples he loved, the lean stomach he admired and the smoothly shaven lower body.
He hesitated to put his lips where his fingers were going. It was a strong urge, one which he'd give into eventually, but first, he knew, his fingers needed to indulge Ace's desires and own pleasures.
The sun had moved but still warmed the two naked men as it had sinc ethey first met during their freshman year in the dorm. It went with them when they moved into the apartment that summer and continued ever since.
Ace's stomach started to quiver to Mark's touch. He smiled and uttered a "love you" message not to much to the pleasure itself but to the man who seemed to know him so well. His cock hardened and waved at Mark daring him to put his lips on it.
But it wasn't yet time. Beside that wasn't that Mark had in mind that morning. His fingers ran down each smooth thigh and calf, and worked each foot sending Ace into a series of moaning and sighing expressions.
Ace like Mark had strong legs but they became lightweight when supported by the others shoulders. Mark counted on that that morning as he moved into place. His actions told Ace what to expect and he closed his eyes closer concentrating on the hunger he had for the penis that would soon be satisfying him.
Mark took his time just like Ace had before.
They had time, they took the time and in the morning the sun is always better.