My hole is starting to get sore after all the delicious abuse, but when my knees are lifted and fresh cool liquid dribbles around my puffy entrance, I’m reminded again that Craig is taking care of me, even as I fuck my way through a roomful of men.

God, just the thought of that makes my skin tingle. The moment the first strange cock entered me, I felt like I could cry with joy. Even now, exhausted and covered in cum, my chest feels lighter than it ever has in my entire life. This is who I am, and it feels amazing.

After a while, my brain began to get a little fuzzy. I’m overwhelmed with sensations, but the details were starting to get a little hazy between choking on someone’s jizz and having my hair pulled. I can feel the stickiness of their spunk all over my face and neck, my back and ass smearing it into the sheet under me.

Whoever is at my ass now is giving me time to recover. I no longer hear foreign breathing or slaps of flesh that aren’t mine. The strong hands massaging up and down my thighs in gentle patterns contrast the rough pounding I’ve just been through. There’s no doubt in my mind that it’s just Craig and me now. My Craig. He reaches down and strokes my hard cock, making me think I might have blacked out for a bit. I don’t remember being released from the ring.

“My beautiful man,” he whispers as he enters me slowly, carefully. “My beautiful slut. You should have seen yourself taking those strange cocks, sucking them down your chute, wrecking your hole. Just for me.”

His gentle thrusts let me recover, but soon he’s pegging that spot deep inside me and I need more.

“Harder,” the whine rips from my chest. “Harder. Make me come. Just for you.”

Craig complies just as readily as I knew he would, dragging my prostate with heavy thrusts. I can’t hold back my shout of relief as my orgasm hits. I feel like the throbbing of my balls has erupted across my entire body until I’m nothing but one giant pulse, like a star about to explode, and when I do, I see nothing but the sparkling lights cascading around me.

Awareness fades in and out until I’m finally fully conscious of Craig lying next to me, stroking my hair. He peppers tiny kisses along my shoulders and arms. My ass and thighs feel crackly and tight now with dried cum. My head still feels heavy, and my brain still feels like it’s trying to make its way back to the bedroom after being trapped in a tunnel. The ringing in my ears slowly subsides.

“Come on, love, do you need help getting up?”

I hum and nod, not sure I have the brain capacity or the voice to answer. He helps me to my feet and wraps his arms under mine when my legs wobble under me.

“Let’s get you into the bath. It’s already waiting.”

“I love you,” I breathe out quietly, because Craig is perfect, just like a bath is perfect. Relaxing and necessary as I realize now that I’m up and moving that I have dried cum cracking and crusting off with every step. It’s covering almost every part of my body. And I’m totally satisfied with that fact.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

He eases me into the jetted tub, then climbs in behind me. I’m glad he can’t see the tears in my eyes, because I wouldn’t want him to get the wrong idea. They’re happy tears. Relieved tears. Nirvana tears.

“Did you have fun?” he asks and I can hear the nerves in his voice.

“I can’t explain it, but it felt right. My brain disconnected, and I just gave myself over to you wholly. And you took care of me, just like I knew you would. Thank you for that gift.”

Craig’s hands latch on to mine, and I think he’s going to rub the skin off, his thumbs are so excessively stroking my flesh. He swallows so hard I can hear it.

“I did it because I love you. For so long, I thought I wasn’t worthy of you, that I had nothing to offer you. But you showed me that being here for you, being yours, is enough. That I’m enough.”

“Of course you are. I’m so lucky that I found you. That you didn’t give up on me, no matter how many times I bolted at the sight of you.”

Craig laughs at that. “I’m nothing if not persistent.”

“Still, I can’t believe you did all that for me. I mean, you totally had a checklist, right?” I laugh.

Craig flicks a handful of water at me. “Dork. I’m pretty sure you had the hardest job in all of that.” He kisses the top of my head and nuzzles my hair. “Jesus, Zach, if you could have seen yourself, taking all those cocks. I think I can die now. Nothing will ever get better than this.”

I scoff and turn around to splash him. “Excuse me? I think we have a lot more moments in our future to try to top this.”

Craig sighs and wraps me into his chest. “I think we have the rest of our lives.”