Rhys continued to play inside Mason but was determined not to waste his load. He stood Mount up and knelt in front of him his dick now pointing at his... mouth. Continuing to finger fuck him he took him to the edge and then over it. What was a clear precum tap now became a cum tap. It literally poured out of his thick white dick into Rhys’ mouth. He continued to flow until Rhys could take no more in his mouth and the orgasm had subsided. Rhys had swallowed all he had made and complimented Mount on. I said hi and he said that I looked bored-so rightI acknowledged that and he said he had seen me in the pool."A good looking guy like you shouldn't be bored"Laughing "Well I am"He leaned closer and took my hand and placed it on his groin."Maybe I can helP"I could feel his semi erect cock which wasn’t very long but very thick. He pressed his hand over mine and startedkneading again."can we use your cabin?"I asked. No as he his wife was there. I could feel him hardening as well as my cock. I hadn't noticed it because of the adrenaline high, it hadn't gone in deep and I could still use my hand and arm. It was strictly superficial but it was bloody. I walked over to Doc and showed him. He pulled out the small piece, wiped the area, and sent me on my way. No need for stitches just a little butterfly closure and good as new. The biceps wound was just a little bloody hole about the diameter of a pencil. A look into it and no metal so off I went with a Band-Aid. Clint got the worst of. My hands running through my hair as my groans came to climax. He had worked me before, but never had he fucked me this good before. With more thrusts my hips tingled, my pussy got more wet with every thought, my tits tingled like mad, my knees beginning to shake. I moan, almost a scream as I came. My body reflexing as my back arched upwards, his arm caught behind me presses his lips deep against mine. I panted, trying to get my breathe back after what he had just done. No words could leave.