Chapter 25

I was still flat on my back, buck naked atop Major’s sheets, with streaks of cum from my throat to my balls, when I heard the shower shut off. I hated to move, but I didn’t want to send him the wrong message if he came in—whatever the hell the wrong message was. I’d pictured him with a soapy finger or two in his ass as he stroked, and then put AJ in the stall beside him. I was on my knees, taking turns going at their cocks, swallowing each one all the way down, until their bushes tickled my nose.

My legs were rather wobbly when I stood. I slipped back into my shorts with nothing else on. The outline of my still thick cock was plainly visible, as was some wetness from my ejaculation where the shape of the head was quite evident. It was all a waste. Major walked right by the open door

“Can I borrow something to wear?” I hollered to his back.

“Help yourself. Most of it’s still in boxes.”

I could see that.

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