No, not her.

‘I’m a man,’ Adrian thought to himself. Focusing back on Cole, the sight of his deflating cock was almost adorable. ‘Adorable? What is wrong with me, plus encouraging him in Spanish while he…’ Adrian thought as the emptiness inside his legs rang out even more.

“You DEFINITELY should wash that shirt,” Adrian said, trying to deflect the confusing emotions with humor.

Cole was blissfully coming down from his orgasm and saw the conflicted look on Adrian’s face. “Hey thanks, I’m sure that was weird for you.”

“…super weird…You’re also strangely hydrated for someone who I never see drink water.” Adrian, replied trying to play off the mixed emotions in his chest.

“Well I would drink water but someone takes the cups out of my hand before I do,” Cole quipped.

Adrian shot a playful punch into Cole’s arm. “Too soon to joke about it. “

Cole threw his hands up in mock surrender, “My bad, my bad.” The light caught some cum on his fingers and glistened slightly, causing Adrian to again wonder what it must taste like.

Cole noticed Adrian’s reaction. “You sure you’re alright? I know this is all been … A LOT. But if you …”

Adrian cut Cole off, “I’m fine, it’s just… this is all just weird like you said. I think I’m going to hang out in my room for awhile, alright?”