[In his experience, one way to lose future opportunities was being selfish between the sheets. That was a lesson taught early in life given his exposures to the often open sexual exploits of others. Perhaps for some that was an acceptable habit, but his opportunities were so few and far between these days that he was instinctively calculating how to increase his percentages for this occurring again when both himself and possibly Richard were in better states of mind. It was also a waste to work this hard and not have a bed partner finish regardless of how tired he was.
Besides, the way that Richard responded kept him focused, and as he pumped that cock in his hand, he didn't believe it would take long for a completion. His prediction on that front was true, though the way that Richard covered his face this time sent a brief ripple of concern before he heard that sound and warmth coating his hand again as the younger man came, making a mess of them both. Job well done then?
As he softened, he allowed his breath and heart rate to slow to something normal. The crushing weight of pain from his feet and exhaustion wrapped him up, and he thought he could collapse right there on top of Richard and sleep. The thought that rejection was on the horizon, and he'd be sleeping on the floor or worse. So, he pre-emptively eased his weight off of Richard and sat up on the bedding. He reached over with his clean hand to caress dark hair back from covering the younger man's eyes.]
I'll get us cleaned up, alright?
[It might give them a few seconds to compose themselves and consider the ramifications of what they had done. He thought it would give Richard opportunity to consider where to put him for the night as well. Though, he instantly regretted easing from bed to his feet and nearly fell over. He would not humiliate himself any more tonight if he could help it.
So, he tottered off, grabbing some linen - even if it was simply Richard's shirt - to bring back to the bed where he could gently clean the mess of their activities off of their bodies.]
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Besides, the way that Richard responded kept him focused, and as he pumped that cock in his hand, he didn't believe it would take long for a completion. His prediction on that front was true, though the way that Richard covered his face this time sent a brief ripple of concern before he heard that sound and warmth coating his hand again as the younger man came, making a mess of them both. Job well done then?
As he softened, he allowed his breath and heart rate to slow to something normal. The crushing weight of pain from his feet and exhaustion wrapped him up, and he thought he could collapse right there on top of Richard and sleep. The thought that rejection was on the horizon, and he'd be sleeping on the floor or worse. So, he pre-emptively eased his weight off of Richard and sat up on the bedding. He reached over with his clean hand to caress dark hair back from covering the younger man's eyes.]
I'll get us cleaned up, alright?
[It might give them a few seconds to compose themselves and consider the ramifications of what they had done. He thought it would give Richard opportunity to consider where to put him for the night as well. Though, he instantly regretted easing from bed to his feet and nearly fell over. He would not humiliate himself any more tonight if he could help it.
So, he tottered off, grabbing some linen - even if it was simply Richard's shirt - to bring back to the bed where he could gently clean the mess of their activities off of their bodies.]