Flattered

“Well that was fast?” Johnathon chuckled and I felt him start to pull his hand out from my underwear. It was completely coated in thick cum.

“Oh god! I’m so sorry! I’m so incredibly sorry.” My face was on fire! I knew I was turning beet red. I was never going to live this down. I knew that I was going to this about this humiliating moment every night when I tried to sleep. Fuck!

“Oh don’t worry about it. It was actually kind of hot!” What did he say?

“We don’t have to do this. You don’t have to lie.” I started to sit up and felt nothing but cold and squishy along my legs and cock when I moved.

“No seriously. You were so turned on by me. By me of all people! That you couldn’t help but cum just from my touch. If that’s not a compliment I don’t know what it.” He helped me off the bed with his clean hand and guided me toward his bathroom, “now let’s go get you cleaned up.”

“You’re not upset or anything.” I was confused and still utterly embarrassed.

“God no. Besides, you have the rest of the night to make it up to me.” He then shot me a wink as we crossed the threshold into the bathroom.