An explosive burst on the mirror indicative of where his cock had erupted.
Jesse put his back to the mirrored wardrobe. He looked deliriously down upon his rapidly deflating boner. He massaged its ebbing virility as he licked his lips and wiped his brow of the sweat. The room was filled with a stale musky smell and a scent of spent spunk and sweat. Lifting his hand up from his cock he held it aloft to watch the cum trickles and glob over his fingers. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked greedily on them, licking and relishing the bitter salty taste of the cum. A deeply satisfied smile spread across his face as he fell into a satisfied stupor as the light of the evening sun filtered through the window to bathe his cum soaked body in its light. He was a devilishly angelic sight to behold.
For a long time, Jesse just lay there propped up against the wardrobe, savouring the heat of the sun, the scent of his sexually satisfied body, and the euphoria that flooded his whole body. With a self-smug grin he turned to look up at the spunk trail left behind on the mirror. For what reason it occurred to him, Jesse got onto his knees, feeling the wet patch of carpet underneath, and facing the mirror he started to lick up all off the spunk. Pushing his face into the place where the greatest amount dribbled down, plastering his rosy red cheeks from exertion in cum.
Once more, he massaged his now limp dick, relishing and revelling in his antics. He watched in the mirror as he caressed his own body, exploring the beauty of it, glorying in the after bask of sexual satisfaction. He picked up the green pants, now soaked, sniffing them, inhaling the stale starch smell of the soaked material. Flicking out his tongue and licking the soaked cum covered material. He then used the pants to massage his cock.
With alarm and great excitement he felt his dick begin to throb and fill once again with blood and lust. He continued rubbing and squeezing the head of his cock with the pants. Leaning back, he braced himself on one arm as the other furiously jerked away on his cock. It raged once more. His hard on not as hard as the last time but still a triumph and thrill for the young Jesse. He started bucking his hips, thrusting his cock into his hand and the glove of the wet green pants. With more unrestrained moans he felt a mounting thrill through his body as once again his cock erupted in gooey cum. A mere two teaspoon full this time, but enough to place Jesse in another stupor as he fell back on the bedroom floor. He flopped his arms back over his head as he luxuriated in the feel of the deep pile carpet against his naked body, squirming his buttocks into the deep pile and dropping his raised knees to the floor. His cock shrivelled in its satisfaction, the cum dribbling from its small tip.
In the setting sunlight, Jesse fell asleep to sweet pleasant memories and sweet dreams he only but could wish he could remember ...
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