Final part of Patrick’s Surprise
Again, fair warning, it is most definitely 18+. *grin*
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When he pulled back from the edge a bit, he started the video back up. This time, he knew he could make it. He wrapped his hand firmly around his cock, giving himself full, long strokes to delay those few more seconds. When Patrick groaned, “Fuck Chance” into his ear, he tightened his hand, dragged it over the tip then gave himself the short, fast strokes that would send him over the edge. He yanked his t-shirt out of the way and aimed his dick at his stomach.
And just as Patrick’s cock unloaded, spraying cum all over stomach and chest, Chance’s orgasm screamed through him. He couldn’t stop the quiet groan that escaped as his balls pumped stream after stream of cum out to coat his own stomach. The video froze on the picture of Patrick’s hand with more cum on it and he stared at it as he milked every last bit of pleasure out of his cock.
He panted hard, trying to gather enough wits to remember what he wanted to do. He hit the “back” on his phone, scrolled until he found the camera and hit the icon. When it came up, he rotated so it used the front-facing camera, aimed it at his wet dick where it lay right next to the cum on his stomach and snapped the picture.
He waited long enough to clean up and wash his hands, then he typed in: That’s what you caused. Fuck, baby, that was hot. I came *hard*. Then attached the picture and hit send.
Patrick climbed out of the shower, feeling fucking fantastic. Between the workout to get his muscles moving then the orgasm and shower, he felt like he could do just about anything. He dried himself off, doing his best to be quick and efficient when it came to his cock because he did not want to get worked up all over again after all that.
He picked up the phone off the bedside table and grinned when he saw a message from Chance. He opened it… and his dick twitched hard. He stared, he couldn’t stop himself and before he realized what he was doing, he had his hand on his cock and had worked himself back to full erection.
He groaned, then chuckled and took a picture of it. He tapped the message box and typed, And that’s what *you* caused. Again. I am *so* fucking you hard after Avery’s in bed tonight.
Chance opened the message and laughed, but carefully avoided looking at the picture for too long. He sent his reply: I can’t wait, baby. My ass is all yours. Then he pocketed his phone and went back to work.
He had a very nice afternoon.
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