Chapter 21

“Ah, I get it,” Butch said, flexing and relaxing his pecs, squeezing Ernie’s cock in the process.

“Oh, yeah! That’s it!” Ernie gasped, leaning forward and increasing the speed and intensity of his inter-pectoral thrusts.

Butch grasped Ernie’s butt cheeks and encouraged the rhythm.

“Oh, God,” Ernie moaned, pumping harder and faster.

Ernie’s trembling ass told Butch the guy was close to orgasm. Sure enough, after a few more strokes, Ernie’s ejaculate shot from his prick, coating Butch’s chest and neck.

When the last of the spasms subsided, Butch said, “Your turn to cleanup.”

Ernie stretched out on top of Butch, and just as the trainer had done for him, Ernie used his tongue to gather the jizz from Butch’s body, before sharing it in a deep kiss.

As Butch drifted off to sleep, he let the afterglow of their union fill his being.

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After about a half hour, Butch awoke and patted Ernie on the butt. “Time to shower and get you off to work.”