Both boys roll on their backs, Jonah in some sort of post orgasmic state of bliss, O still trying to catch his breath, both of them still keeping my leg up in the air. From what I can see, both have a lazy smile on their faces, and I’m very proud of that, but it seems to me they’ve forgotten about me a little.
“So,” I start.
“That was awesome,” Jonah says.
“Yeah, it was, but…”
“And sharing is way hotter than I thought it’d be,” O says
“True, but…”
“You didn’t seem to have any trouble sharing,” Jonah tells his best friend.
“Nah, it’s just you. Not like we haven’t shared all other things in life,” O shrugs.
“Guys!”
Finally they both shift their attention to me.
“What’s wrong?” Jonah asks.
“Maybe untie me and let my leg down? It’s starting to cramp.” I ask desperately. Jonah snorts while O laughs out loud, and they both start working on getting me back to my normal state again. Thank fuck.