Neither was James. He had a small towel in the bedside table so they could at least wipe the mess off before they fell asleep.

"I'm going to pull out now," he warned before actually doing so. He was quick to pull the condom off and roll over to drop in the waste basket near the bed. Then he moved back toward Eli, reaching over him to grab the towel from the nightstand. He swiped it gently over the young man's chest and stomach, then his own. That got tossed aside.

And then James was gathering Eli in his arms to pull him close. Already he felt like they were too far apart. He could probably fuck again with some time, but he wasn't sure Eli would be up for that just yet. It's late already and he must be tired from work, the stress of the night, and the sex they've already had.