“Thank you,” Bryce whispered.
Holden made an affirmative noise and let out a long, steady exhale.
“Just give me five more minutes,” Holden murmured, “and I’ll get you cleaned up.”
“Don’t want to be clean.”
“I know.” He pressed his fingertips against Bryce’s hole and fucked some of the drying cum back into him. “You’d stay like this forever if you didn’t have bills. Naked and full of cum…ready to be filled with more cum.”
Bryce’s dick twitched at the thought, which was preposterous that his body even thought he’d be able to go again. He could probably do three orgasms under normal circumstances, but what Holden had given him wasn’t normal. This was some epic fantasy fulfillment, and he was going to be riding this high for weeks.
“We’re a mess, though,” Holden went on, kissing Bryce’s shoulder. He untangled their bodies and crawled off the bed, standing there naked and gorgeous.
Bryce shifted his weight, rolling toward the other side of the bed to stop Holden before he went too far. He appreciated they had absolutely wrecked the bed, but he was desperate to be close to Holden as he came down from the adrenaline of their fucking.
“Not yet,” he pleaded, scraping his fingers across Holden’s thigh.
Bryce moved onto all fours, cum sloshing in his belly. It hurt but it felt so fucking good, and he rested his forehead against Holden’s stomach to catch his breath.
“Let me suck you,” he begged, dragging his nose through Holden’s dark happy trail but stopping short of taking Holden’s half-soft cock into his mouth. “Let me suck you while I push out this cum. Please.”
Holden tangled his fingers into Bryce’s hair and angled his face up so Bryce could see him nod. Bryce took Holden’s entirelength into his mouth, moaning when the soft tip of Holden’s cock pressed against the back of his throat. Holden’s fingers in his hair were still, guiding not leading, as Bryce hollowed his cheeks and sucked. Holden didn’t get much harder, but the sounds he made were enough to keep Bryce going.
“Keep up your end of the deal,” Holden coaxed, stretching himself over the arch of Bryce’s back to lightly slap his ass. “Make sure you get all of that cum out so I can put more into you later.”
Bryce grunted, bearing down and pushing out a trickle of cum that dripped down his balls and onto the bed. Holden thrust gently into his mouth, throwing his head back and moaning softly while Bryce sucked him. There was no urgency between them, no rush. Bryce sucked Holden’s cock until his jaw ached and he was certain he’d have to buy Holden a new bed for how much cum he’d pushed out onto the sheets.
When the pressure inside of him eased, Bryce let Holden’s cock fall out of his mouth. He collapsed against Holden’s stomach, limp and boneless when Holden sat down on the edge of the bed and took Bryce into his arms. Holden kissed the top of his head, whispering things that sounded nice to Bryce’s ears, even if they didn’t quite make sense to him in that moment. Bryce was able to pick out the confessions of love, the praise over how deep Bryce took Holden’s cum, the promises of more…
“Are you with me again?” Holden’s mouth was warm against the top of his head, a kiss into his sweaty hair.
“I’m with you forever, I think.”
Holden’s breath hitched and he tightened his arms around Bryce.
“I don’t hate that,” Holden said. “But forever needs to start with a warm shower and some fresh sheets.”
“A fresh mattress.”
Holden stood again, this time helping Bryce to his feet. More cum leaked out of him, and he reached back to cup himself so he didn’t ruin Holden’s floor on the way to the bathroom.
“This is decidedly unsexy,” he muttered, hobbling across the studio apartment and straight into the shower.
Holden chuckled, reaching in and turning the water on for him.
“I think you look good enough to eat,” Holden countered. “Flushed and sticky with cum, absolutely wrecked and used. I don’t think you’ve ever looked better.”
Bryce rested his head against the back wall of the shower while the water warmed, and he searched Holden’s face for any indication the other man was lying. He didn’t think Holden would do that, but Bryce also understood what Holden had done for him was a little bit out of the norm and far beyond something basic like handcuffs and spanking.
“Are you good in here on your own?” Holden asked. “I’m going to strip the bed.”
“I’ll be good,” he said.
Holden watched him a second longer before stepping away from the shower and shutting the bathroom door behind him. Bryce closed his eyes, covering his face with his hands while the hot water rained down on him. He couldn’t believe that had just happened. Groaning, he reached behind him and felt the tender circumference of his hole, pushing more cum out onto his fingertips. Eventually he would get rid of the fake stuff and get to Holden’s actual seed, but he also hoped Holden had spent far enough inside of him that the real stuff might stay up there until the morning. He stopped trying to empty himself, then washed up and turned off the shower.
He made one last attempt to empty himself before wrapping a towel around his waist and shuffling out of the bathroom. The bed, when he went to get clean underwear, looked pristine,like they’d never even laid on it, let alone fucked on it. The new sheets were hunter green, and Holden had even changed the pillowcases. Bryce danced his fingers across the soft cotton before heading for the kitchen where he heard Holden working.
He caught up to his boyfriend at the counter, one plate in front of him stacked high with cubed cheese and crackers and sliced lunch meat. Bryce hadn’t been hungry, but at the sight of the snack tray, his stomach growled. More cum leaked out of him and he groaned, dropping his head back.
