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I could feel the orgasm rising quickly as I listened to his breathy moans next to my ear, his forehead pressed against the pillow. Managing to wriggle my free hand through the slight gap between us, I cupped our balls together, rolling them, which made Holt start to shake and seize up in a rush.
I shuddered and started to come just a second before he did. Holt groaned loudly at the feel of my release coating our lengths as I kept shuttling my fist over our pinned cocks. His hips strained forward hard, his cum shooting onto my belly, and he let out his weirdest come noise yet. It sounded like a strangled squawk. I opened my eyes as my body relaxed, a tiny frown pulling at my brows. It had almost sounded like he was in pain—
“Fuck,” he squeaked. “My back.”
“What?” I lifted my head as he rolled off me with an agonised groan.
“That threw out my fucking back,” he said tightly, staring up at the ceiling with a pained, miserable expression. “I’ve pulled a muscle or something.”
I sat up and stared down at him, our cum sliding down my stomach. “How?”
“You made me come too hard!” He shot me a weak glare when I snorted. “My muscles are all stiff right now! They’re not warmed up. I’m not limber yet.”
“That threw your back out? Not being folded in half last night?”
He started to laugh, then groaned with a wince. “Fuck, don’t make me laugh. Ow, fuck.” He dramatically covered his eyes with one hand and waved the other in my direction. “Don’t look at me like this.”
I chuckled, gently stroking his chest. “Want me to run you a bath?”
He didn’t answer at first, arm still draped over his eyes, before saying in a small voice, “Yes, please.”
As I slid out of bed, he added, “You have to get in it with me, though.”
“Okay.” I grinned as I made my way to the bathroom. I needed to get clean anyway. There weren’t many parts of me that hadn’t been smeared with cum at some point in the last twelve hours.
Holt had some kind of lavender Epsom salt bubble bath, so I poured a generous glug in after turning on the faucet. His en suite was nice, with a big tub and a separate glass-walled shower enclosure. After wiping up the cum on my stomach, I went back into the bedroom and chuckled when I saw Holt in the exact same position, staring morosely up at the ceiling.
Perching beside him, I smoothed my hand over his stomach. “Want me to make us breakfast after the bath? Assuming you have eggs and bacon here.”
“Of course I have eggs and bacon. I’m not a heathen.” He let out a weak whimper as he tried to sit up before expelling a noisy breath and flopping back down. “Please, for the love of god, never tell Larkin about this.”
I snorted. “I wouldn’t. Want me to help you up?”
I helped him off the bed, and while he did wince and take his time, I was pretty sure he was playing it up just a little bit so I’d keep my arm wrapped around him as we walked to the bathroom.
“Don’t remember me like this,” he said melodramatically. “Remember me last night, all sexily flexible and folded in half while I made you come a million times.”
“I promise I’ll remember that,” I told him solemnly, leaving him at the sink so I could grab my toothbrush from my backpack, then check the temperature of the water running for the bath.
We brushed our teeth together at the sink, Holt grinning at me in the mirror with his mouth covered in foam. When he leaned over to spit, his back spasmed and he couldn’t straighten back up. I tried my best not to laugh as I helped him over to the tub.
“This might be more embarrassing than the exposed butthole incident,” he mumbled sullenly, then sighed as he sank into the hot water.
“It’s not.” I awkwardly climbed in with him and sat back at the other end. Luckily, Holt had one of those fancy tubs with the faucet in the middle, so it wasn’t digging into the back of my head. “And your back will probably feel better after a bath. Once your muscles are all warmed up.”
I grinned at him, and he smiled back as he sank down until the bubbles reached his chin, his long legs sliding against mine under the water.
“So, um, what do you want to do today?” I asked shyly, the insecure part of me wondering if he’d changed his mind about spending the day together and now wanted me to leave.
“Whatever you want.” He slid his toes along my calf under the water, then paused. “Well, maybe nothing too vigorous. We could just hang out here until we go to the office. I have a pool.”
I perked up. “You do?”
“Yeah. And a hot tub.”
“Hot tub would be good for your back.” I grinned at him and innocently asked, “Can I borrow some trunks?”
He smirked, dragging his toes up my inner thigh. “No trunks allowed in my pool, Mr. Hough. Balls out or no entry.”
