Yes but he's still agonizingly aroused

Ash's body shook again with another orgasm, the last in a long series of which he had thoroughly lost count. His cock twitched pathetically on his stomach, long since emptied itself out and now just spasming yearningly every time he brought himself to another powerful climax. His stomach was covered in a slick film of his own seed, his legs raised lewdly on either side of the laptop on his desk that had been automatically playing video after video of a hung Futanari absolutely ruining some poor boy or girl.

The toy rested balls-deep inside of him, he had been able to take the entire thing with an ease that would've shocked him if he were in a more reasonable state of mind but right now he was far too focused on enthusiastically driving that thick toy in and out of his clenching asshole. The muscles on his arms ached, exhaustion from his prolonged masturbation session finally overwhelming his arousal. The sounds flooding out from Cass's room had ended a while ago, now the only sounds in the apartment were those coming from his laptop and the lewd symphony of him pounding himself with the thick dildo.

Despite how excited he still was his body was flagging, a slight sheen of sweet coating his lithe form and he found himself excruciatingly thirsty. He didn't have any idea just how long he had been here pleasuring himself, having long since lost track of time in a haze of lust. Disappointed, Ash reluctantly pulled the slick toy from his asshole, a lewd slurping sound ringing out as the bulbous head slipped out, leaving his tunnel feeling distressingly empty after having been so thoroughly filled.

He resolved to dry himself off, he would go get a drink, maybe a snack to restore his energy and then he could come back here and really ravage his hole with that toy. Just the idea of filling himself back up with it already makes him **** to begin again but somehow he's able to resist. Heading into the bathroom, Ash soaks a wash cloth in warm water before softly beginning to clean some of the sweat and cum that was coating his body. He can't help but admire himself in the mirror as he does so, appreciating his lithe gymnast's frame as he runs the cloth gently over himself.

Ash is a little bit below average height, only 5'6" but has quite an athletic figure, long graceful legs lined with toned muscle leading up to a shapely ass and wide effeminate hips, his firm stomach showing just a hint of abs underneath the smooth light brown skin. He catches his own gaze in the mirror, shocked to see just how intense the lust is displayed in his eyes, his normally cute face looking sultry, his short brown hair tussled, clearly showing just how intensely he had been playing with himself.

Eventually he feels clean enough to slip into some clothes, throwing on a pair of tight gym shorts and a loose top that hangs off of his shoulders. He opens his door to peer out into the living room, ensuring that it's empty before heading through to the kitchen, he wouldn't have minded seeing another show from the woman Cass had brought home but the idea of either of them seeing him like this had him absolutely mortified.

Luckily it seems like they've tired each other out, he can't hear anything coming from beyond the closed door to the other boys bedroom and there's no sign of them out here other than some abandoned pieces of clothing. Ash tip toes quietly into the kitchen, grabbing a glass from one of the cabinets before sneaking over to the fridge, quickly filling it up with ice cold water before raising it to his lips to take a desperately needed drink.