He was a moaner too, always letting out a loud string of obscenities as I pounded out his load— which reminds me, I gotta get those cum stains off the headboard sometime. Today, though, despite the warm glow I know both of us were feeling in our softening cocks, there was a lull in our shower banter and his countenance changed subtly. He looked down away from me and his brow furrowed just a little. He said nothing, intended no telegraphing of his emotions, but it was there, the heaviness of a man trying desperately to ride two horses. My heart swelled, and I reached out to him, my hand behind his neck. He collapsed into me, head on my chest, my hands gently rubbing his muscular shoulders.
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