The aftermath_(0)

We woke up in the morning in a tangle of naked limbs and bedsheets. Jason was grinning to himself, still happy that I had accepted him for what he was. I was just amazed I’d gone as far as I had. I got out of bed and stretched, flexing all my muscles and clicking any joint that was aching. The computer was still running my porn loop with the internet window in front of it. I closed the internet and hit full screen. A lass was sucking off a guy as he lay on some patio furniture.

“So was I good at that?” Jason asked.

“Hell that was the best I’ve had.” I said, “Never had a lass that managed to get the whole thing in.”

“Ha! Thanks.” he replied “You’re not half bad neither for a straight guy.”

I laughed. I was getting turned on again by the video. I turned to see that Jason was already rock hard. He grinned, looking slightly embarrassed. I went and sat next to him, and he sat up. Absent-mindedly I started to jack him off as I watched the computer screen. He reached across and gripped my shaft, making it hard as steel. After a few minutes of wanking me he bent over and swallowed my dick again. The pleasure was immense.

“Shit!” I said after the third suck, “I’m gonna cum already!”

Jason sat up and on cue I bent over him, taking as much in as I could. Then I went further. I gagged but didn’t pull up, instead I held myself down until the feeling stopped.