Aftermath

John, still being on all fours, turns around and lays down on the couch. Panting from his intense although short workout, he gets a little bit hungry, and definitely, definitely thirsty. He slowly stands up, his legs wobbling from his first intense fuck, and falls down to his knees, in front of Kyle. His eyes switching between the rod and the eyes of the rod master.

Kyle, locking eyes with John and loving every second of this, keep his legs open, and his arms behind his head. John inches forward, his delicate hands slowly pulling the rubber off, with every inch that it comes off, the cum covered meatstick glistens still. As John pulls the rest of it off, he holds his prize to the side before plunging himself down into the softened rod. Pulling it up and licking all the cream off of it, getting a delicious taste of just the residue, cleaning off Kyle.

With Kyle clean, there is only 1 more thing left to do. John holds up his cum filled prize and….