I love waking up like this. Usually body heat forces us apart at night and it isn't until we start waking that we get retangled, but right now it's fucking perfect. Jamie is hard, his cock pressing into my lower back, one hand looped around my chest so he can tug gently on my nipple rings. Paul is facing me, his eyes still closed, but he has a leg over my thigh and one hand on my cock, stroking me with a lazy fist.

Fuck, it feels good, being loved by my boys. Nice and slow, just right for a Sunday morning when we don't have anywhere else to be. Nowhere else I would ever want to be.

"Feels good," I say as we start to rock together.

~*~

"Feels good from here, too," Jonah said, shifting down a little to line his erection up along Lee's ass. He kept his hands slow; Sunday love should be sweet and unrushed.

Lee chuckled and turned his head for a kiss. Jonah's hand sped up despite his intentions. Lee's kisses did that to him.

~*~

Charles teased his fingers along Michael's length, barely there touches that he knew drove Michael mad.

"Please," Michael whispered into the kiss. "Charles-"

"Need something more?" he asked with a smile. He tightened his fingers around Michael's cock and stroked him firmly, pressing his own erection against the smooth skin in front of him.

Michael didn't answer, just flexed his ass, teasing Charles's cock in return.

~*~

"Eager," Julian* laughed. Felt so good when Matt did that, made his prick start to throb.

"God, yes. Need you in me," Matt moaned, his hips canting to shove his cock through Julian's fingers. He flexed his ass again and moved a hand down, adding his fingers to Julian's to stroke himself. He was rock hard and leaking; Julian wasn't far behind, leaving a slick trail on his ass.

Julian withdrew his hand, leaving Matt to take care of himself for a moment. He slid his hand down Matt's thigh and lifted his leg, hooking it around his own. Matt was open for him now, and he lined up his cock with Matt's tight hole.

~*~

"Oh. Oh fuck, yeah," Damon groaned. Every time Dove fucked him he was surprised that something so big could feel so good. He almost always expected it to hurt, but there they were, Dove sliding in, filling him more completely than anyone ever had.

"Like that? Like the way I fuck you?" Dove sounded a little breathless as he pulled out a bit.

"Always, mornings best though."

"Yeah?" Dove asked with a moan, shoving in again. He dropped his hand back to Damon's cock and started pulling him off again.

Damon pushed back, picking up the pace as he rocked between Dove's hand and his prick.

~*~

"Mornings are more relaxed," Clark gasped.

Nolan laughed, the sound turning into a moan as Clark thrust back, forcing Nolan's cock even deeper.

"Oh shit, you feel good around me," Nolan said, biting at Clark's shoulder. Clark was tight and hot and so fucking sexy; Nolan could do this for hours. Or, he wished he could. As it was he could feel himself starting to get close, his balls heavy.

Clark turned his head and grinned. "Of course I do. That's why you stayed the night. Stop with the sweet talk now, and fuck me harder, will you?"

~*~

"Pushy, aren't you?" Trey said thrusting deep, his hand on Max's cock speeding up, getting tighter. He pushed him flat on the bed and ploughed into him, seeking the spot that drove Max crazy.

"Oh god, yeah, Cricket, there!"

Found it. One of the primary benefits of being together for almost seventeen years was knowing his husband's body so well.

Of course, Max knew what to do for him, too; his balls were aching with the need for release and Max was writhing beneath him, one hand shoved under him to pull at his cock.

So perfect, Max's heat around him, the sounds they were making, the morning light spilling in through the windows of their bedroom. His lover was about three seconds away from coming, humping the bed and his own hand, thrusting back onto Trey's prick. Couldn't get much better than Sunday morning.

"Oh god, Trey. Gonna-"

~*~

Phillip felt his orgasm start in his toes and work it's way up his legs and out his cock in pulsing beats that were faster than his heartbeat. He held his breath as pleasure ran through him, spilling over his hand onto the sheets, the scent filling the room.

"Oh god," George moaned, his hips jerking a few times before he came, deep in Phillip's body. "Oh sweet lord."

They lay together for a few moments, catching their breath before George eased out and rolled over, pulling Phillip into his arms.

"Hey you," Phillip said with a smile.

"Hey. Shower?"

"Sounds good. Then coffee and the Sunday papers."

George kissed him and Phillip decided he loved waking up like this.

*note: This was written before I changed Julian to Diarmad, and before Matt told me about his disability. So, that part is pretty much two guys I don't know having sex. Ah well.