A different kind of massage.

Alex woke to a warm and soft tongue spreading his aching hole. The warm appendage gently lapping at the warm seed still flooding his anus, collecting every bit it could reach while also massaging the ring of his puffy and sore sphincter.

Alex moaned. The tongue probing his hole was careful in its movements, soft caresses, and small laps of a soft tongue keeping his hole from sending pain signals to his brain.

When the tongue finally moved away from his puffy anus, he saw a familiar head of medium length blonde hair come up. Slowly he turned over and looked into a beautiful pair of green eyes. The lithe body of the trap was pressed against him.

“Hey there.” Smooth Alex, real smooth.

“Hey. Umm...so... what your name?” The trap giggled, musical sound. “Sorry, guess we should have talked names last night.”

“No worries, we were busy. I’m Alex.”

“Alex...” the boy closed his eyes as if savoring the name. I’m Collin.

Alex smiled at Collin. “Last night, and this morning were amazing Collin. Would, would you like to maybe hang out sometime?”

The trap laughed. “I was going to ask you that!”