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“Ethan, I’m close,” he said after a few minutes.
“Are you dripping over the new sheets?”
“Y-yes.”
I reached for his cock and felt the sticky wetness. One swirl of my thumb over the sensitive skin was enough to cause Chris to shake and tighten his muscles around my cock. Another slow swirl caused him to grab the pillow and bury his face in it. His moans were muffled, but still rather loud. He was clearly getting close to exploding, and so was I. This entire night had been like one long masturbation session, and we were both aching to find release.
I held Chris’s hair and made him rise on his knees until his sweaty back pressed against my chest. I wrapped my arm around him and sunk my teeth in the crook of his neck, holding myself back from biting too hard. With my other hand, I held tight to his erection.
“Ethan, I’m so freaking close.”
I moved my mouth next to his ear. “You don’t shoot until I’m done shooting in your ass.”
He let out a deep breath. “Please say you’re close.”
I was, but I didn’t want him to know his release was a minute or two away. “I think it’s up to you how close I am.”
He got the hint and started moving his waist in a way that made my cock feel like it was getting a massage. I leaned my forehead on Chris’s shoulder as I bit down on my lip. The bastard knew what he was doing, and just like that, he took over my pleasure. It felt too good for me to try to resume control. Less than a minute later, I panted into his ear, “I’m going to come. Should I pull out?”
“You’d like it better inside.” Even in those seconds of ecstasy, he was focusing on my pleasure.
I had to bite his shoulder to stop myself from crying out as I ejaculated inside him. But Chris didn’t have a shoulder to bite on, and although I could tell he was trying to keep quiet, his climax was loud. I hurried to cuff his mouth as he was shooting all over the sheet. I reminded myself we had been toying with him for hours, giving him enough time to produce a heavy load.
When his body went limp, I let go of his mouth and didn’t stop him as he slumped onto his own puddle of semen. I looked down at my still semi-hard cock, thinking I should go wash. But I was too beat to move, and Chris looked comfortable. I lay down on top of him, my front against his back, sweaty skins glued together. My body moved with the rhythm of his heavy breaths.
“Am I squashing you?” I asked, my head resting on his.
“No.”
“You’re going to get glued to the bed.”
“I know, but I want to stay like this a bit.”
This was supposed to be the awkward part, after both of us got the hormones out of our bodies and reality got a chance to kick in. But I didn’t feel awkward, and it seemed to be the same for him.
“How was fucking a man, Ethan?”
The question didn’t feel right. I couldn’t label what had happened between us as merelyme fucking a man.
“Fucking you was wonderful,” I said.
“You were great.”
“Better than Anthony?”
He laughed. “Don’t get competitive over me.”
“All right. How about we hit the shower and call it a night?”
“Sounds good, but help me up ‘cause I’m really glued to the bed.”
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I let the warm water wash over our naked bodies before turning Chris around with his back to me. I squirted soap on my palm and rubbed it across his back with slow and firm strokes that meant to untangle his muscles. He sighed and said, “Feels nice.”
I lowered my hands toward his ass, and he leaned forward to grant me access as I slipped a finger to clean him from inside. He let out a deep breath and spread his legs a bit more.
“Just cleaning you up,” I said. “I left a mess.”
