"Aah, fuck." Matthew groaned in discomfort when Mason pulled his dick out of his hole and threw himself on the bed next to him to catch some breath.
Matthew was panting, drooling, sweating and there even were some tears on his face.
He does not even remember how many times Mason made him cum.
After balancing his breathing rate, he glanced at Mason who has just came out of the bathroom after disposing the used condoms.
Mason did not say a thing, he just silently cleaned Matthew's stomach from the dried cum and then he laid down on the bed.
Matthew watched him with a smile on his face, he was happy to see Mason caring for him even if it was fake.
"Are you okay?" Matthew asked, only for Mason to nod and turn around to face him with his back mumbling "I'm sleepy."
Silence filled the room, Mason was so tired, not physically or because of sex but emotionally. Today was so hard on him.
