Paul watched patiently from across the dorm room while his twin brother Eddie fucked me. It was a good fuck—I came three times before Eddie unloaded. I love when a guy comes hard in my cunt, and Eddie certainly did that. Soon after, when I crawled cat-like across the rug, I could feel the stuff dripping down, thick and creamy. I was a little blissed-out, a little tired, and I wouldn’t have minded lying back and watching Paul suck Eddie’s cock after it had just been in me, but you can’t have everything. Maybe next time. And I knew there was almost no chance Paul would put his dick where Eddie’s cock had just jetted all that cum.

But now he was erect, and he wanted me, and I wouldn’t dream of disappointing him. I started out by blowing gently on his cock. He was so excited I thought maybe I could make him come just from that—the ultimate blow job. Maybe if I’d kept it up he would have splattered my face, but I needed to taste him. Almost as soon as my lips surrounded the velvet flesh, he shot. I don’t know why it is, but Paul’s cum always tastes better than Eddie’s. It’s how I tell them apart. And it’s why I like having him last.