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"...the process of... fermentation is... widely..."
"That's good, baby, you can keep going. You're almost done."
"...regarded as an advantage..."
Aaron kept pressing his middle finger against that spot that made Spencer see stars while he continued slowly jerking his engorged cock.
He'd spent the last hour dragging the younger man's orgasm out and his boyfriend was almost done reading the article he'd chosen.
Even when Spencer seemed ready to give up, Aaron knew better. The young genius was enjoying it as much as him.
"Scientists have argued for decades... about using ancient techniques that seemed to work for civilizations before modern medi...cine,"
"Just one more page, darling."
His hand was a bit tired, and his finger was pruney but he'd be damned if he didn't continue until the very end. The sweat on his forehead tickled his skin, and his own cock was painfully hard, but it wasn't about him. Well, it was.
Spencer had promised him a little treat for signing up to a Law Doctorate. He didn't know how he could do it with his job life but Spencer had told him he'd be helping through it all.
And what a start.
Spencer took a couple of seconds turning the page and then breathed in deeply.
"Many factors are taken into account when... fermentation happens in nature..."
Aaron couldn't stop looking at his boy, with his long locks sticking to his face with sweat, the naked body on their couch, with only his mismatched socks on his feet. His arched back glistened with the light. His hands were gripping the papers, making the sheets all wrinkled, and he was wearing his glasses today so Spencer looked unreal for him.
He tugged a little harder on Spencer's ball sack and the young man almost fell face first on the back of the couch, but he powered through.
Aaron felt the most powerful man in the world and there was no one to thank but his sweet boy who had given him everything he wanted.
Spencer's voice barely wavered through the words until he finished the last sentence and Aaron knew he had definitely earned his long awaited orgasm.
"Very good, my darling," he cooed at the brunet who had dropped the papers, not caring anymore about anything but chasing his release, "you were amazing, so sweet,"
"Please," Spencer sobbed with white knuckles gripping the fabric of the couch.
"Of course, you absolutely deserve a reward." As he said it, he relentlessly pressed against Spencer's prostate while he tugged at his cock, teasing the slit with a fingertip.
The loud moaning and thrashing of the younger man made him smile.
Spencer's body tensed up and Aaron saw his boy almost jump off the couch when his release hit him. His body clamping hard on his fingers and his cock pulsating in his hand.
The older man didn't stop stimulating him, making him whine with desperation because it felt too much too soon.
Spencer let his head fall on the couch, spent from the overstimulation, his hands and knees hurt but his head was empty at the moment. He could only focus on the big fingers still inside him, and the mouth that latched to his skin, softly biting his thigh.
The fingers finally came out of his body and he let go, dropping his weight on the couch, not caring about anything but closing his eyes and letting Aaron do whatever he wanted.
Big hands grabbed his waist and laid him comfortably on the couch. A kiss was placed on his forehead.
"Sleep, my love."
He wanted to open his eyes but it was really difficult. He could barely whisper something before succumbing to sleep.
"Use me, Aaron."
His boyfriend smiled at the sleeping brunet. His cock still hurt inside his slacks. He would have to take up on the offer.