Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2016 15:46:03 -0400
From: Sam Sheppard <samshep2016@gmail.com>
Subject: The Diver in Me (Part 10)

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Adult – Youth (M,b,B,bg,con)

The Diver in Me - Part 10

The rest of the week was uneventful.  I picked up David the next day and,
after making sure Carol had completed the paperwork correctly, took him to
security to activate his pass.  Once that had been done, we went down to
the dungeon and I introduced him to most of the people working there.
After work, I dropped him at home, picked up Owen and headed over to
practice.  That is until Friday.

We worked on fine points in preparation for this weekend's dive meet.  It
was a short practice because we had to leave before 8 pm for the trip to
the meet.  I met with the kids and their parents to finalize the details of
the trip.  While it wasn't a long one, the times of the meet for this age
group necessitated a two night hotel stay.  I wanted to see if I could get
another adult to accompany me to keep an eye on the group, but it turned
out that no one was able to go.  Fortunately, there were only 7 kids in the
group, so it wasn't unmanageable.  We arranged the room assignments and the
other parent who, along with me, was going to drive the kids to the hotel.
I was taking Owen, Ben and Braeden.  Katie's mother was going to take her,
Karri, Stevie and Marc.  We agreed that we'd meet at the hotel at 10 and
then get the kids bedded down and ready for the next day's diving.  Then it
was off to the cars and we were on our way to the first meet of the year.

We arrived at the hotel about an hour and a half later and I went in to get
the keys for the rooms.  I had all the kids meet me in the lobby and I
handed them out.  Braeden and Marc were together, Katie and Karri, Stevie
and Ben and, since Owen was the odd man out, I had (no surprise) assigned
him to stay in my room.

Katie and Karri's mom and I took the kids to the restaurant and made sure
they had something light and healthy to eat before heading to their rooms.
I cautioned them that they should get right to bed, no TV or horsing around
tonight, because our meet started at 10, meaning we had to be at the pool
by 9 am.  I also told them that I would be checking on them and made some
vague threat about not diving if I thought they weren't behaving (not that
I'd carry through on it, but they didn't know that).  Then it was off to
the rooms and bed.  Katie's mom said she'd see us later tomorrow for the
meet, said goodnight and left.

I shepherded the kids up to their rooms and, after opening mine and letting
Owen in, made sure they were where they were supposed to be.  I went back
to my room and found Owen lying on one of the beds.

"Can I have this one," he asked as he bounced up and down on it.

I couldn't help but chuckle as I replied, "Sure.  But let's get you ready
for bed, shall we?"

I walked over to him and sat him up on the side of the bed.  I leaned down
and gave him a quick kiss and then pulled his t-shirt up over his head and
off his arms.  I then knelt down in front of him and undid the button and
unzipped his jeans.  As I pulled them down his slim hips, Owen lifted his
bum off the bed so I could slide them right off, leaving him sitting on the
side of the bed in his boxers and socks.  I moved closer to him and bent to
kiss his cute chest and nibble on his nipples, causing him to twitch.  I
pushed him back onto the bed and lay down on the bed beside him and
continued to kiss his chest and lick and suck on his small erect nipples.
I trailed my kisses down his chest to his stomach and kissed around his
navel.  I quickly stuck my tongue into his belly button and Owen squealed
and twitched some more.  I decided to tease him a bit, so I stopped kissing
him and slid my fingertips up his side to his armpits and then back down,
tickling him.  He started giggling, a sound I loved to hear, and squirming
around on the bed, trying to get away from my fingers.  I stopped and
resumed kissing his tummy.  I moved down and kissed the crease between his
thighs and his pubic mound, being very careful to avoid touching his, now
fully erect, little penis.  I licked my way down the inside of his thighs
and then back up and, as I did, I could hear Owen begin breathing harder.

I stood up and said, "Be back in a minute."  Poor Owen.  I left him lying
there with a very obvious tent in his shorts.  Before going any further
with him, I had to go and check on the other kids and then I could take my
time and we could completely enjoy ourselves.  I rearranged the noticeable
bulge in my jeans and went out into the hall to make sure all the kids were
in bed.  Since I had a keycard to all the rooms, I quietly slid the card
into each door and stuck my head in to check that everyone was where they
were supposed to be and the lights were off.  Once I'd completed my rounds,
I went back to my room.

When I walked in, Owen was still lying in the same position that I'd left
him.  Except that he was fast asleep.  So I pulled down the covers on his
side of the bed and, picking him up, laid him down with his head on the
pillow and then covered him up.  I kissed his head and his nose, turned off
the lights, stripped down to my shorts and climbed into my bed.  I must
have fallen asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

It was sometime during the night that I felt the bed move and then a warm
small body climbed in under the covers with me.  Owen curled up against me
with his smooth chest against my arm, his legs against mine and his head on
my shoulder.  I turned my head and kissed his forehead and then we both
fell asleep.

Something was ringing.  Far away.  I could hear it, but it was an annoying
part of the dream.  And it kept on ringing.  Slowly, it came to me that it
wasn't part of the dream, it was from outside it.  I climbed my way up from
sleep to the insistent ringing of the bedside phone.  I reached over,
picked up the handset and heard the mechanical voice of my wake up call.
It was 6:30.  But it couldn't be; I'd just gone to bed, hadn't I?  I looked
at the clock and it confirmed it.  I groaned, "6:30.  Shit!"

I went to roll out of bed when I realized I wasn't alone.  Owen had thrown
his arm across my chest and his face was pressed against my chest.  One leg
was crooked over top of my leg, his knee inches from my balls and my, as
always in the morning, hard cock.  I gently rolled him off me and he
muttered in his sleep but didn't wake up.  I climbed out of bed and ran
through my usual morning routine; piss, shave, shower and get dressed.  As
I was getting dressed, I put on some coffee and when I was in my track
suit, sat down to enjoy some much needed caffeine and sugar.  I called the
dining room to confirm that they'd be ready for the team for breakfast and
then the front desk to confirm the use of the hotel's shuttle to get the
team to the pool.  Once that was done, I walked over to the bed and knelt
down beside it.  I leaned over and kissed Owen's head and ruffled his
tousled hair.

"Owen...Owen, baby, it's time to get up," I whispered in his ear.  When he
didn't respond, I decided more drastic measures would be required.  He was
lying on his back, so I reached down and taking hold of his little penis,
began stroking it.  It responded by stiffening to its full length and I
shifted so that I was level with Owen's waist.  I bent over and slipped his
hard little shaft into my mouth and began sucking his cock.  Within a
couple of seconds, Owen began to stir.  He opened his eyes and looked down
to where I had his cock in my mouth and smiled.  I looked up, smiled around
his cock and then started bobbing my head.  As I sucked him, I played with
his small testicles, tickling and rolling them in my fingers.  I gently
scratched my fingers down between his legs and along his perineum.

Owen sucked in a breath and sighed, "ooooooooo," as I continued trailing my
finger down toward his bum.  I stopped sucking him long enough to stick a
finger in my mouth and get it nice and wet.  Then I put my mouth back on
his 3 inches and slipped my finger into his crevice and up against his
little hole.  Gently rotating and pushing it, I slid my finger into his
hole as I took his whole cock in my mouth.

Owen's hips shot off the bed and he yelled, "Ooooohhaaahhhh."  His penis
twitched a couple of times in my mouth and his hole clamped down on my
finger for a moment.  I continued, however, slipping my finger deeper into
him and increased the pressure of my lips on his shaft.  I sped up bobbing
my head on his cock and Owen began groaning, "Huuuuhhh, huuuhh, hhuuhhh,
huhh, huhh, huhh, oohh, oohh." And then, with a squeal and croak, his legs
shot out straight, his hips pushed up, driving his cock into my mouth and
his little penis began convulsing.  I held him in my mouth and kept my
finger in his hole until his cock began to shrink and then slowly slipped
my finger out and let his cock slip from my lips.

I smiled as I sat up and said, "Good morning baby."

He smiled a wan smile, and once his breathing had slowed back to normal,
replied, "Do I have to get up now?"

I nodded and told him he needed to jump in the shower and get cleaned up.
That the team would be meeting in 30 minutes for breakfast and he needed to
be ready.  He pouted and then broke into a laugh (music to my ears) and
scampered off the bed and into the bathroom.  Once I heard the water
running I went out into the hall and began knocking on the kids' doors to
make sure they were awake and getting ready.  I had to bang fairly loudly
on Braeden and Marc's door, but eventually a sleepy, tousle-headed Marc
appeared and confirmed they were awake.  I made sure he understood that
they were to be downstairs in a half hour and then moved on.  After making
sure everyone was awake I slipped back into my room just as Owen appeared
from the shower.  He was wearing a towel wrapped around his waist and was
absolutely stunning.  He came over to where I was sitting and asked me if I
would dry his back.  How could I say no?  I unwrapped the towel from around
his waist leaving him standing there in all his glorious 11 year old
boyhood.  I turned him so he was facing away from me and drank in the view
of his adorable little bubble butt.  And then I wrapped the towel back
around him and over his shoulders.  I rubbed the towel up and down along
his back, making sure I took my time rubbing down over his bum and between
his cheeks.  After he was all dry, Owen turned around.  His little flag
pole was at full mast yet again.  I knew what I wanted to do right then,
but I contented myself with wrapping my hand around it and giving his penis
a few quick tugs.  I told him we'd have to wait until tonight and, after
giving him a quick kiss, sent him off to get dressed.

All the kids except Braeden and Katie were downstairs in the restaurant
when Owen and I arrived.  I asked if anyone knew where they were.  Karri
said that Katie was getting dressed when she had come down and Marc said
that Braeden had left the room before him.  I figured they'd get here
pretty soon so I sent everyone off to the buffet to get their food.  Owen
had never been to a buffet before and didn't quite get the concept of
taking small amounts each time.  He came back with a plate that was piled
so high I was surprised he could see over it.  Just as the kids came
filtering back Katie and Braeden appeared.  They apologized for being late
and I sent them off to grab some food.  By 7:30 everyone had eaten so I
sent them back to their rooms to relax.  I explained that the van would be
leaving for the pool at 8:15 and, looking specifically at Braeden and
Katie, I expected them all to be there on time.  Everyone then scattered to
their respective rooms.

About 10 minutes later someone knocked on the door.  Opening it, I found
Ben standing there.

"Sam," he said, "My leg's cramping up.  Can you get a look at it?"

I brought him in and had him sit on one of the beds.  I asked him where his
leg hurt and he pointed to the back of his right thigh.  I told him to take
off his jeans and lie down on his stomach.  Once he'd stripped down to his
shorts, I asked him to point to where it was bothering him.  Pointing to
the upper part of his thigh, he said it felt tight and kind of "crampy".  I
put both hands on each side of his small but strong thigh and pushing my
thumbs into the middle of it I slowly moved my hands up his leg.  As I
moved my hand up the inside of his thigh, it happened to come into contact
with his scrotum and, just for the hell of it, I tickled his balls.  Ben
jumped and giggled at the contact.  I couldn't find any tender spots or
tight spots in the muscles, so I told him it was probably just a bit tight.
I explained that we should try to stretch it out a bit right now and that
he'd have to make sure to do some extra stretching at the pool.  I had Ben
lie on his back and lifted his leg until his calf was resting on my
shoulder with his knee bent.  I slowly straightened his knee until he felt
a bit of tightness up near his butt.  I held it there for a while and then
straightened it until his knee was completely extended.  Since his leg was
resting on my outside shoulder, as I lifted it, I had a bird's eye view up
the leg of his boxers.  With the great view I had I couldn't help but
glance at Ben's nice sized balls and the head of his cock.  I could even
see the small patch of dark blonde hair around the base of his penis.  I
held his leg up, making sure it was well stretched out and every so often,
took in the view of his 13 year old package.

I looked up and Ben was looking back at me with a small smile on his face,
so I smiled back.  I looked around to see what Owen was up to.  He was
watching TV, so I told him that this was going to take a while and
suggested he might want to go and hang out with Stevie until it was time to
get ready to go.  After he'd gone, I told Ben to roll onto his stomach and
I'd massage his leg to make sure it was nice and loose.  He quickly flipped
over and I wrapped my hands around his leg at the knee.  I began kneading
the muscles, moving my hands from his knee up to his bum.  I rolled the
legs of his shorts up to give me more room for the massage.  I went back to
rubbing his leg and this time let my hand run up the inside of his shorts
to rub against his scrotum.  Ben spread his legs a bit and I repeated the
action.  This time, instead of just bumping against his balls, I reached in
and rolled one of his testicles between my finger and thumb.  Ben reacted
by sucking in a quick breath.  I gave up trying to massage his leg and,
reaching up, grabbed the waistband of his shorts and dragged them down and
off his legs, leaving this sweet, nicely built 13 year old naked from the
waist down.  His beautifully shaped, pale mounds were sprinkled with very
fine, almost transparent, blonde hair.  I grabbed both cheeks and began
kneading them and then leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on each one.
Then I rolled Ben over.  His hard four and a half inch spike stuck straight
up out of his small bush.  I reached out and grasped his cock and began
sliding my hand up the fleshy shaft, over the ridge at the head and then
back down.  Ben began to groan.  As I stroked him, a small drop of fluid
appeared at the tip.  I bent down and quickly lapped it up. Ben sucked in
his breath with a hiss.  I couldn't stop now, so I licked his head again
and then plunged my lips down his hard, fleshy tube.

"Holy shit," exclaimed Ben, followed quickly by, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh,
yyyyeeeeeeaaaahhh."

I slid my wet lips up and down, up and down, up and down as Ben moaned and
watched my activity wide-eyed.  I slid my lips off his cock and began to
lap at his growing pubescent balls and scrotum.  I could feel small hairs
tickling my tongue as I swept it around those soft, sensitive orbs.
"Ohhhwoww," sighed Ben.

I went back to madly sucking Ben's penis and could feel him getting close.
I had my lips firmly planted around Ben's throbbing penis when suddenly the
door opened.  I pulled back quickly, but when Owen walked in, Ben was lying
on the bed, naked from the waist down with a throbbing, wet cock.  It was
completely obvious what had been going on.  My heart sank, thinking about
how upset he'd be.  Owen quickly closed the door and came over to the bed.
He stood there staring at Ben, who was trying as hard as he could, to no
avail, to cover his raging erection with his hands.

I was dying inside, until Owen sat down on the bed beside Ben, reached over
and grasped his cock, beginning to stroke it quickly.  I sat watching as my
11 year old boy masturbated his 13 year old teammate.  I wished I'd had a
video camera.  Within minutes, Ben was thrashing around on the bed, moaning
and breathing hard.  I watched as Owen stroked Ben to a crashing orgasm,
with Ben's cum shooting out of the end of his cock and landing all over the
bed covers and flowing out over Owen's hand.

Ben breathed, "Oh man, Owen.  That was great. But, dude, why'd you do
that?"

Owen shrugged his shoulders and replied in a quiet voice, "I dunno.  I
wanted to try it with you for a while."

Sitting there, I was speechless, when I happened to look at the bedside
clock.  "Guys, it's almost 8:15.  We gotta go."

Standing up, I told Ben to hurry up and get dressed.  Owen ran into the
bathroom to wash his hands and once we were all rearranged, we left the
room and went down to the lobby, where we met up with the team.

The preliminary rounds went well.  Five of the kids, Katie, Karri, Braeden,
Ben and Marc were positioned to do well in the next rounds.  Owen had dived
well, but didn't really have the experience to compete against some of the
other kids and had come in fairly low in the standings.  After we were all
done, the team congregated in the lobby and waited for the hotel van to
pick us up.  As we sat around, I noticed Ben and Owen whispering and
giggling together.  I also noticed that Braeden and Katie were sitting
together, almost touching each other, but not wanting it to appear too
obvious.  When the van arrived we all trooped out to it and climbed in.  I
sat in the front passenger seat, with two of the three younger boys in the
row behind me, Karri and the two remaining young guys behind them and at
the back were Katie and Braeden.  Some time during the ride back I happened
to take a look behind me and noticed that Braeden and Katie were sitting
right up against each other, almost snuggling.  Interesting, I thought.

We got back to the hotel around 6 pm and I let everyone know that dinner
would be at 7 and lights out at 10 at the latest.  Everyone headed off to
their rooms to get a bit of rest before dinner.  When we got to the room
Owen lay down on my bed and promptly fell fast asleep.  I woke him up for
dinner and we met up with the team in the restaurant.  After dinner I
reminded them, yet again, that they needed to be in their rooms with lights
out by 10 and everyone filed off to do whatever they were going to do.

I headed back to my room.  Ben, Stevie and Owen headed for Ben and Stevie's
room.  I sat down and watched some football on TV until it was just before
10.  It was time to make my rounds and get the crew into bed for a good
night's sleep.  I started with Ben and Stevie.  After knocking on their
door, I used my key and entered.  Owen and Stevie were sitting on the floor
playing a video game while Ben and Marc sat on the bed behind them,
watching.  I reminded them that they had 15 minutes before lights out and
they all nodded as they continued to play the game.  Then I went to Karri
and Katie's room and knocked.  Karri came to the door and I reminded her
about lights out.  She said she remembered and would be in bed in a couple
of minutes.  Then it was Braeden's turn.  He had his music cranked fairly
loudly, so when I knocked, he couldn't have heard it.  I used my passkey
and walked into his room to remind him about lights out, but I was stopped
dead in my tracks by what I saw.

I stood there in the small entrance to the room for what was probably a
couple of seconds, but was able to take in the whole scene.  Braeden was
lying naked on top of his bed.  And Katie was sitting on top of him, naked
as well.  His 14 year old cock was firmly ensconced in her 14 year old
pussy and she was riding him like an equestrian.  Her young hips were
rocking back and forth as his hips were pushing up and down, driving his
cock into her.  Katie's back was to me and Braeden couldn't see past her,
since his head was back on the pillow.  He was moaning and breathing hard.
She was moaning and breathing hard.  And I stood there watching and
breathing hard.  They must have been going at it for a while; I could tell
by the sounds they were making that they were pretty close to climax.  She
was whimpering and he was groaning.  I didn't know whether to back out of
the room, stand there and watch or break this up.  I elected to back out of
the room, so as not to disturb them.  I made a mental note, however, to
have a chat with Braeden about safe sex.  As I quietly closed the door,
Marc walked up beside me and I told him that I'd decided to extend the
curfew to 10:30, so he happily scampered back to Ben's room.

Just before 10:30, I went back over to Braeden's room.  The music was
turned down, so I knocked and waited.  Braeden answered the door.  He was
wearing only a set of boxers and looked fatigued.  I told him that it was
time for lights out and that I'd be sending Marc right over so they could
both get some sleep.  I couldn't resist a quick jibe though.  "You look
beat.  Looks like you had a hard day.  Make sure you get lots of water and
sleep.  You need to rehydrate and get your energy back after such
a...draining day."  He looked at me kind of strange.  I said goodnight and
left him wondering what I was talking about.

I then went over to Katie's room and knocked.  Katie answered and she
looked wrung out.  So I gave her exactly the same advice and left her with
a quizzical look on her face.  And lastly I went to the boys' room.  Their
door was open, so I walked in and found Marc fast asleep on his stomach on
one of the beds.  Owen and Ben were wide awake and still playing the game,
but Stevie had already climbed into bed and was starting to drift off.  I
chuckled and suggested that instead of trying to move a sleeping Marc, Ben
should go and sleep in Braeden's room and I'd get Marc into bed here.  Owen
shut the game off and left to go to our room as I gently swung the sleeping
11 year old around on the bed, pulled off his socks, t-shirt and jeans and
covered him up.  Ben and I left the room as I shut off the lights.

"Umm...Sam," Ben began, "instead of sleeping in Braeden's room...uh...do ya
think I...umm...could stay with," he hesitated, "you and Owen?"  Well, I
thought, this was definitely a day of firsts for me.  "I'd love that, but I
think that may be a bit awkward.  When Marc doesn't show up for bed,
Braeden's gonna wonder what happened and people might start asking why you
stayed in my room instead of Braeden's.  It could create all sorts of
trouble."

"Yeah," he said.  "I never really thought about that."  And he turned to
start walking to Braeden's room.  "Hey," I said quickly.  "You could always
come over early and spend the time before breakfast with us...if you want."

Ben brightened up with that and quickly replied, "Sure.  See ya in the
morning."  And he fairly skipped down the hall.  I walked to the room with
him so I could explain to Braeden why Ben was staying there instead of
Marc.  When I walked in the room, you could smell sex in the air and I
smiled.  Once I'd gotten everything sorted out, I returned to my room.
Owen was sitting on his bed.  Nude.

I walked over to the bed, looked at him and asked, "Everything OK?"

He nodded and replied, "Yeah.  I just thought you'd like me this way."

"I love you, this way or any way," I responded.  "I need to know.  Are you
upset about Ben and me?"

"I was," he started, "but Ben and me talked, an' he told me that you guys
were just foolin' around.  Right?"

"You bet," I answered.  "I was just making him feel good.  You're my
special guy and you never have to worry about that."

And with that, he jumped up and gave me a huge squeeze.  "I love you," he
cried.

I leaned down and, grabbing him under his very naked bum, picked him up.
He wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist.  Holding
him tight against me, I kissed his hair, his eyes, his nose and then his
beautiful mouth.  Owen opened his mouth and our tongues began dancing.  I
sucked on his tongue for a few seconds then gently placed him down on his
back on his bed.  We were still locked with his arms around my neck and his
legs wrapped around my waist.  I quickly undid my track suit string and
dropped them, followed very quickly by my swim suit.  I positioned my bone
hard cock between his legs and over top of his little hardon and grabbed
hold of both.  I began kissing him again and then stroking both of our
cocks.  Owen moaned in my mouth as we kissed.  I broke off the kiss and
disentangled myself from Owen.  I reached into my suitcase and grabbed the
KY I had brought along for just such an occasion and went back to Owen.  I
leaned down and we started kissing passionately again.  He wrapped his legs
around my waist again and I took the opportunity to squirt some lube down
between his legs.  Dropping the KY, I reached under him and slipped my
finger into his bum crack.  I smeared the lube between his cheeks and onto
his opening.  Owen growled again in my mouth and when I slid my finger into
him he whimpered as we maintained our lip lock.  I twisted my finger in his
tight little hole and Owen let go of my neck and broke the kiss, causing my
finger to slip out of his bum.

"Awwwyeaaaahhh," he whined.  "More...please."

I smiled and unwrapped myself from his legs.  I pulled him to the edge of
the bed, lifted his legs up, spread them and then moved right between them.
After lubing my hard cock, I positioned it at his orifice.  Owen was
panting in anticipation.  I pressed against his tightness and after a few
seconds, overcame the resistance and my engorged head slipped right into
him.  Owen sucked in and hissed as I penetrated him.  I let it stay there
for a few seconds to let him get used to the intrusion and then started
slowly working my cock back and forth, slowly working more and more of it
into my 11 year old lover's sensitive little ass.

As I penetrated him, I watched him grimace and pant.  His eyes were
squeezed tightly and his mouth was open, but he didn't stop me or ask me to
wait.  I kept sliding in and out of his hole until my cock was completely
buried in this young boy's ass, his balls resting on the top of my cock,
right up against my pubic hairs.

"Owww...oooowwww," Owen cried as my cock bottomed out.  I stopped and asked
him if he was OK and he just nodded.  I leaned down and kissed him and
began slowly fucking Owen.  As my shaft slid in and out, he moaned
rhythmically, "Unnn...Unnn...yyeeaaah...unn."  I hadn't cum in a couple of
days, so it didn't take me all that long to feel my balls starting to
tighten up.  I began pumping my cock into Owen faster.  His moaning
increased in tempo as did mine.  I began sighing,
"hoooohhh...ooohhh...uhhyeaaahhh...unn...unn...mmm...oooohhh," and as I
felt myself getting ready to cum, I began almost shouting. "Oh Owen, oh
fuck, unghh, unghh, unghh, unghh, ohhfuucckk, you're so tight, so hot, oohh
fucckk."  And then I couldn't hold back any longer.  I drove my cock deep
into Owen and began shooting two days worth of pent up cum into his ass.

Owen's eyes were wide open.  He was gritting his teeth as I plowed my
spewing penis into him over and over and over, until I was finally drained.
I leaned over him again and locked my lips on his, fervently kissing him.
His panting and mine were the only sounds that could be heard in the room.
My wilting cock slipped out of his furrow and Owen sighed.  I collapsed
onto the bed beside Owen and ran my hand over his chest and tummy, working
my way down to his small cock, but he said, "I gotta go to the bathroom,"
and jumped up.  As he waddled over to the bathroom, I could see he had his
tight little buttocks clenched.  He reappeared a couple of minutes later
and lay down beside me.  "I'm all cleaned up now," he said.  I pulled him
to me and kissed him and then we climbed into bed together.