More than just alright. Although there'll be consequences...

His entire body felt tingly, aftershocks of the insane pleasure running through Chris as he shuddered and twitched, mewling and sighing. Chris felt so safe in his friend's strong arms... so satisfied... warm and fuzzy as his breathing normalized... With his head laying limply on Steve's shoulder, Chris was content to just... enjoy this, his pert breasts pushing against his room mate's pecs harder whenever he breathed in. His tongue and mouth worked absentmindedly to clean his chin and maw, swallowing languidly to add a few more drops of delectable jizz to the mass making his stomach swell slightly. Chris didn't know how long they remained like this, simply because he didn't care. Somewhere along, he wrapped his weak arms around Steve, his cum-covered hands smearing the other surfer's back.

"Ah... ghm..." Chris found himself unable to talk - not surprising, after getting stuffed with Steve's massive shaft. He needed time to recover. Chris' whole body needed time to recover.

And Steve was willing to give him all the rest Chris needed. Reaching up, he switched on the shower again, and as they sat embraced on its floor, the warm spray of water washed away the massive amount of cum covering everything, including them. All of it felt so pleasant that Chris barely wanted to think, just luxuriating in the sensations. When they were finally clean, Steve picked his friend up in a princess carry and brought him into the middle of the bathroom.

"Relax, babe, and let me take care of you." Chris felt himself lowered to the bathroom rug, only reluctantly letting go of Steve's neck. "Least I could do after what you did for me."

Murmuring, eyes closed, Chris could hear Steve walking around, and then the rustling of fabric as he dried himself off. Chris felt as if he should get up and towel himself dry, too, but he felt so weak and relaxed, belly so warm with Steve's cum and head filled with a pink haze, unwilling and unable to move... he needn't have bothered, as it turned out. Once Steve was dry, he walked back over to Chris, and the surfer sighed as he felt a soft towel caress his skin, drying and massaging his shoulders, then arms, going down his torso in small circles, pointedly avoiding Chris' breasts and crotch. Steve took care to be gentle, but firm, kneading his buddy's leg muscles, then his feet, making Chris squirm and mewl softly; it felt tickly, sensual, relaxing... and also a bit sexual, particularly when Steve finally dried the surfer's breasts and crotch, gently, carefully, without lingering long enough to stoke the fires of lust in his friend. There was a hint of... something, a faint wrongness that made Chris' brow furrow slightly as Steve toweled off his genitals, but really, it didn't matter right now...

"Alright, I'll dry your face now, babe..."

"Mmmh~..."

The towel's soft caress moved over Chris' face, Steve making tiny little circles with his fingertips that wandered over the surfer's cheeks and forehead - the feeling of the towl on his lips alone sending pleasant tingles all over his body. Chris sighed, almost a little disappointed, when Steve pulled back from his face. Then he felt his head lifted slightly, a second towel wrapping around his dripping wet hair.

"Now, can you turn around for me? I'm gonna dry your back as well."

"Nnfh..." Chris didn't really want to move, but if Steve needed him to...

Once Chris was resting on his front, head on his crossed arms and breasts squashed against the rug, Steve got to work with the towel again, starting with the soles of Chris' feet. The tickling caress made the surfer giggle softly, something that would have mortified him even a few hours ago; but now, he wasn't about to let it ruin this relaxation. The giggles turned into a satisfied groan as Steve moved further upwards, along Chris' calves and thighs, spending maybe a little too long on Chris' ass... it felt so big and jiggly and sensitive, even and especially under Steve's strong hands. All too soon, he moved further upwards, leaving the surfer's behind tingly and shivers running up Chris' spine. Steve slowly towelled off the surfer's back, then his shoulder blades and neck, making Chris squirm and gasp.

"There, all dry..." Voice low, Steve caressed the back of Chris' neck, making him shiver and groan happily. "Want me to get you to bed now?"

"'mnotsleepy..." Chris mumbled; for some reason, he really wasn't. Stuffed with cum, relaxed, head full of pink cotton, yes... but sleepy? Not at all.

"Sun deck, then?"

"Mhmm~..."

Chris rolled onto his back again, Steve's arms sliding under him, lifting him up into a princess carry once again. Wrapping his arms around his friend's neck, Chris rested his head on Steve's muscular shoulder as he carried Chris out of the bathroom and towards the sun deck of the apartment. They were still both stark naked, but the only way someone would be able to see them would be from one of the downtown skyscraper's roof using very powerful binoculars. Not that Chris even thought about that. All he could think about was how warm and strong Steve felt, skin on smooth skin, the base of his friend's cock brushing against his ass... Chris was almost surprised when he felt himself lowered onto one of the loungers on the deck, eyes opening lazily as he saw Steve gaze down on him lovingly, pulling back from the supremely relaxed surfer.

"Mnnooo~, don' leav'..." Grabbing Steve's wrist weakly, Chris tried to pull his room mate back down and onto the lounger with him.

"You want me to stay, babe?" The teasing tone was back in Steve's voice, but even this didn't rile up Chris in the slightest. Everything was warm and fuzzy, radiating out from his overstuffed belly. "But didn't you say you just wanted to suck me off? That we weren't in a relationship?"

"Don' caaare~..." Of course not; why had Chris even been so vehemently...? "Cuuuddles~..."

"How could I say no to that?" Letting himself be pulled onto the lounger, Steve laid down next to Chris, putting one arm under the surfer's head. "It's not like we have anything planned."

"'sgood, yeah..." Scooting closer to Steve, towel-wrapped head on his shoulder, Chris put one arm over his roomie's chest and wrapped one leg over Steve's. And somehow, there was something missing as Chris' nether region nestled against Steve's muscular thigh, maybe a little too much room...?

But with Chris' breasts pushing into Steve's side and his buddy's warm hand on Chris' side, the surfer decided that this thought wasn't important enough to follow further right now. Sighing deeply, Chris let his eyes fall closed again, a happy smile pulling at his puffy, dick-sucking lips.