“Is that right?” I ran my boot up the length of his shaft and he cried out. “Then cum for me.”
“I want you to cum at the same time,” he murmured. “Can I keep sucking you?”
“Yes,” I said hoarsely.
Caleb wrapped his mouth around my cock again with great enthusiasm, moaning the entire time. The burning arousal in my lower gut flared. My orgasm was about to hit me. I kept rubbing Caleb’s cock with my boot until the intense wave crashed into us at the same time.
I snarled as I came, jets of my cum hitting the back of Caleb’s throat. Through the blur of stars, I was conscious of him swallowing as much as he could and licking up the mess.
He moaned the entire time, and finally came a moment after me. His fist pumped furiously around his dick and ropes of white fluid splurted out until his hand and my boot were covered in it.
When we both descended from our highs, I stared at the mess we had made. Caleb apparently noticed the same thing, as his face turned deep red with shame.
“Oh. Sorry,” he said with a sheepish grin.
I sighed and removed my boots to set them aside. I would deal with them later. “Don’t worry. I had as much to do with this as you did.”
I helped Caleb to his feet.
“Now come. Let’s get ourselves cleaned up, shall we?”
