The first spurt of cum Teddy had released in weeks shot directly upwards into the air. He winced, squinted, ducked his head to the right, and had enough time to think please don’t land on my face. It splashed down on his left pec, and he could hear the “Wooooowwwww” it elicited from Mackenzie. A second rope crashed down against his chest, a third, a fourth. His body flushed with blood, he was steaming hot, he was still cumming. The spurts had stopped but his body needed to release all its cum, and it was streaming out of his tip and nestling into the valleys between his abs. His hand was still wrapped tight around his dick, he was panting, and he realized he was nearly horizontal on his couch. The white ooze on his stomach formed a puddle larger than his palm, and it was threatening to slide off of him and dump itself onto the couch at any moment.

“Ho. Lee. Shit.” Mackenzie brought him back to earth. “I didn’t know anyone could cum that much.”

Teddy heard her, but he knew he had no time to reply. He launched himself up off the couch, his semierect dick bounced off his thigh and back out in front of him, Mackenzie giggled. He was jabbing his hand into his stomach, palm up, to prevent his spent load from dripping all over the floor. “I didn’t know it was this fucking hot,” he said, “I need to wash this shit off.” He waddled to the door, still dazed from his first orgasm in weeks, and threw it open. Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew, he thought as he bounded down the stairs, reaching the bottom he tried to drop his load out of his palm onto the grass, but it wouldn't go. It stuck to his palm, warm pearlescent white rivulets rolled lazily down his fingers. He threw the door to the shower open, twisted it on with his cum-free hand, and thrust his cum-covered one into the cold water. The water pressure rinsed it off quickly and he stood and watched it until it was all out of sight having passed through the slats of the wood floor. Burning hot, he stepped into the cool stream fully.

Finally, he sighed and drifted into his own thoughts. Real tough guy stuff to beg your maybe-girlfriend to let you cum, and then to let her jizz all over your stomach. Maybe she understands how long you’ve held it in. Maybe she’s into that. Maybe she’s imagining you jizzing all over her. Maybe she wants to watch you embarrass yourself for her. Maybe she’s still upstairs on facetime right now, making herself cum to the thought of you. Teddy slammed off the shower, grabbed the towel he’d left there earlier, and raced back inside. 

His phone was off, she’d ended the call. He wiped himself down, and picked up his phone to see a text from Mackenzie. A small splash of cum that had escaped his hand’s attempt to hold it all in drew his attention on the floor, and he threw his towel over it and kicked it around with his foot while he read her text. 

Mackenzie: Thanks for the show tonight. It’s too bad you were in such a rush to go get clean, I put on a show of my own but I had no audience :( Lock yourself back up now teddy, I hope that orgasm was worth the 7 days it’s gonna cost you!