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hips, coming, and then there was only their breathing and the scent of sweat and sex.
    They lay like that for an eternity until Mischa had to pull out. He got rid of the condom and came back with a warm cloth, gently washing Tom. Tom just lay back, letting Mischa take care of him. “Good boy,” Mischa mumbled, patting Tom dry. Then he got into bed, letting Tom snuggle in and dragging the covers over them. Tom felt the man gently kiss his head. “Sleep now. You deserve it.”
    ***
    Tom was awakened by a hand caressing his hair. He sleepily opened his eyes, seeing Mischa smile down at him.
    “Time to wake up, sleepyhead.” He smiled back and leaned in for a kiss. A sharp stab of pain shot through his ass at the movement.
    “Oh! Ow.” He looked a little sheepishly at Mischa, who was laughing.
    “Well, you’re bound to be sore after last night. With any luck, you’re going to feel it for days.”
    He moaned and kissed Mischa, suddenly as horny as he had been the night before. He wrapped his legs around Mischa and ground experimentally against the man’s solid body. The ache zinged through Tom and made him gasp.
    “Oh, fuck. I’m definitely not going to forget this any time soon.” Mischa pushed Tom to his back and kept on kissing him. It was so good.
    “Please, fuck me again.” Yes, he was begging, and no, he didn’t care.
    Mischa laughed. “Oh, no, there’s no way that ass of yours is going to be of any use today.” Mischa kissed him again, ignoring his disappointment. “However, I do believe you could use a blowjob.”
    Tom meant the mixture of a groan and a moan as a “Hell, yes. Please!” and it seemed that Mischa spoke fluent Lust. At least, Mischa let his mouth wander down to Tom’s nipples, where he started licking and sucking.
    If Tom had any hope of being coherent, he lost it now, and with great pleasure. He had never known that his nipples could be this sensitive, and he moaned and sighed and tried to get more. And he got more; Mischa bit down on Tom’s right nipple and held it between sharp teeth. The pain shot through Tom, and he shouted, trying to make Mischa let go.
    “Ah ah.” Mischa pushed down Tom’s hands and kissed him on the mouth. “No pulling my hair. Do you like it?”
    “It hurts like hell when you bite me!”
    Mischa smirked. “That wasn’t the question. Do you like it?”
    Tom blushed furiously. “Fuck, yes, I like it.”
    Mischa looked way too pleased with himself. “Good. Then grab the sheets and take what I give you.” He went back down and licked Tom’s left nipple, making Tom sigh with the feeling. Then he clamped down his teeth. Tom yelled and clutched the sheets, the pain almost too much for him. Mischa let go and gently licked and nuzzled the poor abused nib. It was even more sensitive than before, and Tom couldn’t keep quiet.
    “Please! Yes, so good. Mischa, so good... Please, more.” Mischa gave Tom a very self-satisfied grin, and, just like that, he bent and took Tom’s cock in his mouth.
    Tom cried out, feeling his dick going all the way into Mischa’s throat. There was no way he could keep still, and he started fucking Mischa’s mouth, going in deep.
    Mischa took him, playing with Tom’s balls and caressing Tom’s thighs. Sucking furiously, Mischa let one finger stroke lightly over Tom’s sore asshole, and that was all it took. Tom came, screaming as he pumped his seed into Mischa’s mouth. When it was over, Tom lay on the bed, panting and sated.
    Mischa got up and straddled Tom, stroking his own cock until he came with a shout, shooting long ropes of come over Tom’s chest and stomach. Then Mischa collapsed next to him, gasping and reaching out to put an arm around Tom.
    Tom just lay there, arms and legs limp and Mischa’s come on his skin. Mischa reached down and rubbed it in. Tom’s dick made a feeble attempt at rising again, and he laughed breathlessly.
    “I don’t think I can get it up anytime soon.”
    Mischa kissed him. “I hope not.