I woke up the next morning expecting that the painting would end up looking awful from having been done while high. In fact, it was better than anythi...g else I’d painted. The marijuana must have helped me concentrate on the details. The only problem was that my parents or anyone else who saw the painting would ask why I decided to just paint someone’s feet, and I obviously didn’t want to provide the answer. I pondered the issue in the bathtub Sunday morning while my family was at church. I. Both our hard cocks locking together and we kissed and caressed each other’s abs and pecs. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.We explored each other’s bodies everywhere, first slowly kissing his neck, licking, sucking and softly biting his nipples, kissing his torso and then moving down to his big, thick cock.I slowly started masturbating him, pulling back his foreskin to see his big pink cock head shiny proud and dripping with pre cum. I kissed his cock and balls all over and slowly put his. Just his breath now of my outer lips as they begin to swell and part even more than they already have to invite his touch. But he withholds his touch and teases me with his hot breath until I whimper "please". Slowly, and so softly, his tongue now probes my swollen lips and with slow languorous strokes he moves down towards my anus then up into my wet vagina. Moaning I arch against his tongue needing that wet touch against my clit. But he draws back and smiles up at me briefly from between my. After sometime I too went to washroom and found Charles brushing his teethes. His beautiful white body was looking magnificent. I went back to him and put my cock in his ass crack.I felt good. He just cleanses his mouth and kissed my cheeks. I responded in a way which reflects that I don’t like it. We get apart and went for bathing. Meanwhile our third roommate also woke up. After little chit chat over London, we directly headed towards our classrooms. I was thinking about Charles only. At 2:00.