When the Evening is Not Enough, the Morning Calls Out For More

"Oh!!" Martin groaned again as Paxton's hot mouth began to engulf him. They did it as greedily as Martin's ass had just been engulfing Steve's cock. The boy's head began to rumble with delight.

Could anyone love with such passion? Could anyone be so greedy and yet so giving? Oh, Steve…!

"Steve! Steve !! Steeeeeeeeeeve… !!!"

Martin was screaming with delight, but his body was no longer strong, his voice was no longer powerful. His eyes no longer had light. The moment his penis exploded with semen in Paxton's mouth, Martin became overwhelmed by a condition known as the little death.

***

Hair covered the forehead and eyes of the sleeping Martin, obscuring it with a delicate curtain, as if woven with cobwebs. The boy was sleeping so deeply that he didn't even flinch as Steve nervously awoke from his nightmare. Good, Paxton decided, because he didn't want to worry Martin, and he didn't want to lie to him either.