After a little while longer of gentle rocking, his slowly shrinking cock slithered out of the tight passage.
Michael gave him a little kiss on the lips before he went to retrieve a damp cloth from the washroom. He quickly wiped away the juices at his crotch and returned with a clean cloth, and settled between Julian’s still spread thighs.
He watched as the formerly virginal anus still gaped after having stretched to accommodate his thick manhood. After a few moments of watching the hole trying to close again, he saw his own seed dribbling out.
Michael pushed his one finger just inside the shrinking, pulsating hole and enjoyed how it immediately clamped down on the digit as it expelled even more of his cum.
He gently wiped his husband’s rear as it continued to push out his load in a steady drizzle.
Eventually the waterfall of his cum stopped and with a final wipe of the once again tightly furled rosette, he moved to lay next to his husband on the bed.
With half lidded eyes, Julian reached for the man that had brought him to unimaginable heights.
Michael moved to spoon behind him, his fingers trailing down his chest, over his tummy, and finally to his sex, still trapped inside the cage, but finally soft and sated.
His fingers trailed through the evidence of Julian’s pleasure, dipping into the pool of cooling cum on his pelvis. He flipped the cloth to a clean side and wiped his husband clean.
“Thank you, that was perfect, Michael. I heard about prostate orgasms before but I never understood just how amazing it could feel,” Julian said dreamily.
Michael moved to claim another kiss on his lips before he snuggled behind Julian.
“I loved it also, my dearest. I’m so glad we are together. Sleep a while longer while I hold you,” Michael said as they drifted into sleep, his spent cock nudged into the crevices between the creamy buttocks of his husband.