[ The orgasm leaves him spattered in cum, long, sticky strings across his stomach, probably some up Khan's too, cum on his fingers that he dries off in the sheets when his hand drops to the side tiredly after a few seconds, muscles coming down from the high so gradually it doesn't really feel like it's happening at all. Quivering beneath his skin, in his thighs, abdomen, upper arms. He can feel his own pulse beat erratically in his temple, his neck where Khan's head presses in, nose, mouth, forehead, points of contact. Everywhere.
A grimace as Khan withdraws after a while, well, feels like a while, could be a bloody second, time is always relative when you've climaxed, isn't it? The man drops onto his side next to him and stares at him, John taking a moment to just -- yes, good, breathe, breathe, his entire system feeling overloaded from sensations, his arsehole feeling numb. That's going to hurt tomorrow.
Who cares. Who the hell cares. Wow.
Blinking dumbly a few times, John finally just -- eases onto his side as well, coming face to face with the other man and raising a very tired, very lazy eyebrow at him. When he speaks, his voice is groggy, you could probably convince someone who didn't know him -- and possibly someone who did, too, that he was drunk, pronunciation a tiny bit shot. Like everything else on him currently, really. ]
So, how old are you? I'm guessing, not 15.
[ No, definitely doesn't fuck like a teenager. Fucks like someone with 50+ years of experience, actually. ]
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A grimace as Khan withdraws after a while, well, feels like a while, could be a bloody second, time is always relative when you've climaxed, isn't it? The man drops onto his side next to him and stares at him, John taking a moment to just -- yes, good, breathe, breathe, his entire system feeling overloaded from sensations, his arsehole feeling numb. That's going to hurt tomorrow.
Who cares. Who the hell cares. Wow.
Blinking dumbly a few times, John finally just -- eases onto his side as well, coming face to face with the other man and raising a very tired, very lazy eyebrow at him. When he speaks, his voice is groggy, you could probably convince someone who didn't know him -- and possibly someone who did, too, that he was drunk, pronunciation a tiny bit shot. Like everything else on him currently, really. ]
So, how old are you? I'm guessing, not 15.
[ No, definitely doesn't fuck like a teenager. Fucks like someone with 50+ years of experience, actually. ]