“God, oh fuck,” said Justin, coming all over his stomach and chest. He let his hand fall away from his cock, his eyes photosensitive as he came down from his orgasmic high. He ran his fingers through the come on his skin, keeping his eyes closed as he rubbed it in. After a minute, he brought a dirty finger up to his mouth and sucked on it, pretending it was Brian’s salty taste on his tongue and not his own. His cock stirred, slowly filling again as his mind filled with thoughts of him.