After he swallowed every drop of Mike’s explosion, Pat let his head fall into Mike’s lap. He rubbed his face into the silver pubes and took in the musty scent. Mike stroked the top of Pat’s head and began to soften.
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Mike smoothed his hair back into its historic mold and buttoned the top button to his shirt. He turned around and looked at Pat. Pat’s hair was disheveled, and his glasses were crooked. Mike spit into his hand and rubbed his palms together and smoothed Pat’s hair back into place. He then centered Pat’s glasses, dragged his thumb down his nose, and then jabbed it into Pat’s mouth and pried his teeth apart. He leaned closer, grabbed Pat’s crotch and whispered into Pat’s ear, “Cum for me.” Then he stuck his tongue out and licked his way up Pat’s neck.
Pat had been on the verge of orgasm from the pleasure of sucking a beautiful penis on a beautiful man, and when the tip of Mike’s tongue made his way up Pat’s neck and reached his chin, he exploded with orgasm into his pants and collapsed in Mike’s arms. Pat’s face was smashed against Mike’s shirt, and Mike thrust his hand down the back of Pat’s trousers and grabbed the soft flesh of his butt. “Next time,” he said…