6 Chapter 6

“You’re crazy,” he said above me. The mechanic stood over my still body, ripped the condom off his dick, dropped the used latex to the floor, and started jacking himself off. One jack turned into ten feisty ones. His breathing intensified and his hips bolted to and fro.

I knew he was building up an unstoppable orgasm, but I didn’t know he was going to jerk his load all over my torso.

Unannounced, the bear finished himself off. He presented red cheeks, continuous huffs, and rigid hip-thrusts. He proclaimed with a growl, “Shooting, Benry. Here it comes.”

The semen-flood occurred in a matter of a few seconds. White come flew out of his cock and decorated my naked torso. Spirals of his come garnished my cock, balls, and most of my torso.

The rest was a blur. I think I passed out on the guy's maple floor. Darkness emerged. Sleep was coddled. Dreams emerged. I didn’t wake up until noon the following day in his apartment, on his couch with his dried sperm on my cut abs. 6: Issues