Chapter 7

“Willow, fuck, you’re so good, so beautiful. I’m going to come,” Jay pants.

Willow moans and keeps sucking Jay, but just not taking him as deep, while stroking himself, concentrating on the head. Jay reaches his orgasm first. He has to hold onto the wall. Willow knows his heavily scared knee and thigh are weaker than his other leg, and he hopes Jay won’t fall without his stick to keep him steady.

Jay’s seed spills over Willow’s tongue, hot and salty. Willow swallows around Jay’s cock, taking every drop of his come before leaning back on his heels and looking up at Jay, braced against the shower wall, his face still showing pleasure. Willow keeps stroking himself, his eyes locked with Jay’s. When he comes, the warm water washes it away quickly before the shockwaves have even stopped zapping through his body.