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Zane always gets so horny when he’s high, and Trevon isn’t much different. When it’s just the two of them getting fucked up together, it usually ends with them both in bed one way or another, making each other cum as much as possible. Tonight, they’ve decided they’re gonna give each other head until one of them starts begging for mercy. Most likely, it’ll be Zane.
The two of them are laying sideways, Zane’s head at the bottom of the mattress while Trevon’s is facing the top. Their faces are buried in each others’ pussies, thighs squeezing one another’s heads nice and tight. They’re both so soaking wet for each other that it’s smearing all over their faces and the insides of their legs. They’re both covered in sweat, the smell of their hot, musky bodies lingering in the air.
Zane trembles at the feeling of his overstimulated clit being licked and sucked all over, the tip being especially sensitive after he just came. He tries to distract himself by focusing on sucking Trevon off, but he's feeling so good that it's overwhelming, making his groin throb with pain. His legs are twitching, and his hands grip tighter onto Trevon’s thighs to brace himself.
After some time, the overstimulation stops being painful, and becomes more annoying than anything. He’s desperate to cum again, feeling incredibly pent up. It’s hard to stop himself from whining with how needy he is. He’s struggling to keep focused, his body burning all over. He can hardly breathe from how overwhelmed he is, a puddle of sweat forming underneath him in the bedsheets.
He keeps feeling like he’s close, but his orgasm never comes. This happens over and over again, frustrating him to no end. He whines pathetically as he struggles to keep pleasing the man who’s torturing him like this. He needs a break, but he’s going to be good and endure it as best as he can.
This time, he swears he’s actually close. The buildup feels way more intense than before. His legs tremble incessantly, and he can feel Trevon’s legs start shaking around his head as well. Looks like they’re both getting close, and Zane wonders if they’ll be able to cum at the same time. He works harder to pleasure Trevon, wanting to bring him over the edge.
After being agonized for so long, Zane finally gets the release he’s been looking for. He groans deeply, feeling his clit pulsing over and over again. After a bit more effort on his part, Trevon reaches his climax as well, tightening his legs around Zane’s head as they both ride out their orgasms. They both tremble under each other’s touch, until they’re both finally worn out. Their heads slip out from between each other’s legs and fall onto the mattress, as they desperately try to catch their breath.
“Holy shit…” Zane groans. “That was crazy.”
“You’re telling me… wanna go for another round?”
“Hell nah. I’m worn the fuck out, man.”
They both lay limp on the mattress for a while, trying to recuperate. After they’ve both gotten some time to collect themselves, they both lift themselves up to a sitting position. Zane grabs the washcloths he set on the edge of the bed and tosses Trevon one, as they make quick work of wiping their faces and sweaty chests.
Once they’re both sufficiently cleaned off, Zane grabs the plastic water bottles resting on the nightstand, handing one to Trevon. They both chug the bottles down, in desperate need of hydration. Once they’re both empty, Zane sets them to the side, and they can finally get into the most important part of aftercare.
The two of them slip under the covers, finding their way into each other’s arms. Their chests press up together, followed by their legs intertwining. They take a moment to look deep into each other’s eyes before Zane starts planting gentle kisses all over Trevon’s face. He starts at his forehead, then his cheeks, and finally his lips.
Trevon does the same, kissing him all over until their lips settle together and stay in place. Their kisses are feather light, so soft and loving. They accompany their kisses with gentle caresses all over each other’s bodies, starting on their backs and slowly working their way to their sides. They’re both so sensitive to each other’s touch, shivering at the feeling of gentle fingers grazing their skin.
"You did so good for me..." Trevon murmurs.
"Thanks... so did you."
The drugs in their system combined with their exhaustion and the sedating feeling of warm bodies enveloping each other is making them feel beyond tired. They both close their eyes, with Zane tucking his head into Trevon’s chest. Although they were both just planning to rest their eyes, they feel so comfortable that they end up falling asleep.