The orgasm starts in my balls and rockets through my entire body. I’m slick and sticky with cum, and Cubby jerks beneath me, every convulsion sparking another orgasmic shake, electricity on my skin as we spray over and over.
I fall flat on his chest, gulping air. Cubby wraps his arms and legs around me, squeezing me there, and the strength of his warm body is like heaven.
“Okay. That was fucking amazing,” he whispers.
I chuckle, my face on his hairy chest and my fingers still in his ass. “Yeah? I thought so too.”
Cubby slowly pulls my hand back, then slides down against me with a kiss. “I’ve got good news.”
“What’s that?”
“You’re a natural when it comes to fucking me in the ass.”
I laugh. “Glad to hear it.”
He purses his lips and looks up to the ceiling, like he’s thinking hard. “I can’t wait to see how you do for round two.”
“Round two?”
Cubby kisses my nose, then slides off the couch. “I’ll need an hour, but sure!” He turns, one hand on his hip and his cock hanging right in front of my face, still half-hard and wet. “Where’s the bathroom?”
I lean back, satisfied and happy. “Behind the kitchen.”
“Be right back,” he says happily, then hurries off, bare feet slapping the wooden floors.
I sit on the couch, cum streaking my chest and abs, dazed and unable to form a proper thought. Finally, when Max barks at the trees, I snap out of it with a chuckle.
“Round two,” I grunt to myself. “Fuck.”
