Michael was prepared in the vaguest sense, in that Alex had warned him, and, given he had some experience orgasming, he recognized the signs as Alex got even closer. However, there wasn't really a way to prepare for the hot rush in his mouth, or the force of it hitting his throat. He took what he could, then pulled back, swallowing what he could and wiping his mouth.
Only then could he actually process the taste of Alex on his tongue, saltier than he expected, a little odd, but not unpleasant in taste. He'd have to get better at anticipating how it could hit the throat, make sure he could keep from coughing.
He wriggled back up to sort of sitting, a smile on his lips, feeling pretty pleased with himself for making Alex feel good, for making Alex enjoy something in a world that hadn't given the two of them a whole lot to enjoy. But together? Together they seemed to be good. Really good.
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Date: 2019-03-29 02:48 am (UTC)Only then could he actually process the taste of Alex on his tongue, saltier than he expected, a little odd, but not unpleasant in taste. He'd have to get better at anticipating how it could hit the throat, make sure he could keep from coughing.
He wriggled back up to sort of sitting, a smile on his lips, feeling pretty pleased with himself for making Alex feel good, for making Alex enjoy something in a world that hadn't given the two of them a whole lot to enjoy. But together? Together they seemed to be good. Really good.