You're Ready To Move On.

You sit there, still panting, as your cock lies buried inside the young boy. He moans and his ass continues to twitch as it tries to milk any last seed from you.

"Ahh, sir, I am so full. You filled me up just like you would your mate," he says in a tired voice as he pulls forward, letting your cock finally pop free. He rolls onto his back; you notice the cum splattered both on his chest and on the covered floor. "Sir, that was amazing, more than I ever thought it would be."

He huffs and pants as he catches his breath. You walk up and pull him close and wrap your arms around him as you pull him into a kiss. Your tongues once again intertwine inside his mouth. You pull away to see him blushing as he stares at you with innocent eyes. In your mind, you think maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

He asks, "Are you ready to meet back up with Lola?" You nuzzle him, planting a soft kiss on his cheek before saying yes.

He gets up and the vines begin to re-emerge and cover his body, as he goes to the corner to rummage through a chest. You enjoy watching his hips sway girlishly as he walks. You are also quite sure the sway of his ass as he's bent over is aimed at you, and you are enjoying the view. He returns with a simple robe that he hands to you, which you begin to slip into as he starts to talk.

"That really was amazing, sir. I hope that in the end we can do this all the time." You ponder what he means by that, but figure that he won't answer. Once dressed, he approaches the door, then turns to you. Shyly looking down, he says, "Would you hold my hand on the way there?"

You see no problem with that and wrap your hand in his as he smiles brightly.