My eyes drift closed. A few moments later, I feel the mattress shift. Then hands are on me, gently spreading my legs as a towel or something wipes up the cum dripping from me. I can’t open my eyes to see who the hands belong to, though. Maybe it’s both men, or maybe it's just one of them. I don't know. But it feels good to be taken care of like this.
When the hands draw back, I turn over onto my side, and as the mattress dips again, warmth surrounds me.
I let it cocoon me as I drift off to sleep.