“Like that,” Jason breathed, letting some weight fall atop his husband; not too much, he could and would keep himself up, but Colby liked feeling him. “Like this—you want to come like this, don’t you, baby? All sticky with me, feeling me everywhere, tasting me?” He swiped a thumb through a splash on Colby’s chest, pressed it to Colby’s mouth. Colby took it in and began licking, sucking, lapping up the traces of Jason’s climax from Jason’s thumb.
Jason slid the other hand back between them. Found Colby’s c**k, stiff and hot and leaking so much now, overcome with want. It fit nicely into his grip, curved and long; he knew how Colby liked to be held. “You want to show me how much you liked that? Show me, baby. My good Colby.”
Colby moaned a little around Jason’s thumb, and his hips rocked:
