A slight shiver seemed to go through her and then she backed up slowly, "sorry I didn't hear you move. Could you . . . uh . . . turn around, again?" s...e asked weakly with a gulp. "No." "No? What do you mean, No?" "I've got a better idea," I said as I took off my shirt. "What are you doing?" she blurted out as she backed up into the door. I walked right up to her, put one hand on her bare shoulder and leaned in and whispered, "you're a beautiful woman, who shouldn't be embarrassed," I leaned. I decided that I would not tease myself but share my load with my sleeping girlfriend. She always wants a cup of coffee in the morning. She likes it with some cream and sugar as well. So I decided I would give her my cream as well.I was enjoying this "evil" thought. I got her coffee mug from the kitchen. I kept stroking my cock, now with a purpose to what to do with my load. I kept watching and stroking, my cock harder than usual. I was excited, one for the possibility of being caught. He began to pull back slowly, and I found myself fighting back the tears again. But as soon as he stopped the movement, the pain all but disappeared. I released a breath of relief, then said, "Man, the pain practically stopped when you did. I'll start pushing out, then you push it back in." "K," Joey said relieved. I started pushing the shitting muscles again, and this time when Joey started in again, the pain was much less, and I even felt some pleasure mixed in. "Keep going Joey," I gasped. I pulled him close to me hoping he would realize that I too wanted him with me forever."Brandon," I said solemnly. "You have said a lot that I feel as well. I didn't know what would happen, but I am so glad that we found each other."He smiled and I knew that is what he wanted to hear. He rose up onto his knees and pushed me backward planting his lips on mine. We kissed for a long time and suddenly he jumped off the bed. "Damn! Look at the time. We have to get to class."I wasn't aware of it, but.