“Sick, dude!” blurted out Kyle, interrupting the makeout. “Ike’s jizz is all over you.”
Quickly, Trevor responded, “Oh, it’s fine. Cum is a superfood, you know. Delicious and with enough nutrients to live off of.”
Kyle’s brain switched tracks. “Of course! I’m just ashamed that you’re wasting it. Can I get in on that?”
“Sure dude. I wouldn’t deprive you of 99% of what you eat, would I?”
Kyle eagerly went to work with his tongue, moaning softly as he scooped the now-delicious cum from Trevor’s skin and into his mouth. As his mouth enveloped Trevor’s cock to grab a taste of the cum that landed there, Ike tugged at Trevor’s arm. “I really wanna kiss,” he said with a tinge of desperation.
“Sorry man! I got distracted,” Trevor apologized. Ike leaned over to meet Trevor’s face, and the two began to kiss deeply, tongues diving in and out of each other’s mouths. Meanwhile, Kyle popped off of Trevor’s cock, a trail of spit and semen tying his face to the dick, and advanced downwards to collect the cum that had dripped onto Trevor’s balls. Face buried in pubes, a pair of nuts in his mouth, and a hard cock resting across the bridge of his nose, he looked like he was in decadent bliss.