And then we exploded together. His hole clamped down along my shaft and his whole body began to shake and spasm. Mars gripped his own cock, and I heard the groan he always made when he shot his load. Sticky ropes of cum landed against Clark’s body, and finally, my own orgasm shot down my length, filling the inside of Clark with a fat, sticky load.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Mars groaned, and his hands went wild, groping and grabbing at me and at Clark and rubbing semen against our skin.
“Ugghhhnnrrr,” Clark moaned with a noise more animal than human, and as I gasped in a breath, we all fell backward together, collapsing against the bed.
Both men were on top of me, and my cock was buried deep inside of Clark. The world was spinning, and as I pulled them closer, I realized I was desperate to stay that way. It was like we had found something together, like the release had connected the three of us, forming some indescribable bond.
Monumental.
“You’re perfect,” I groaned, brushing the hair out of Clark’s face, then planting another soft kiss on his neck.
“We’re perfect,” he whispered in response. “All of us.”
