As the last traces of his afterglow faded away, Tyler slumped back against the pillow and exhaled deeply. Lying on one side of him on the bed was his laptop, which he had already shut off, while on the other was the towel he had just used to clean up his c*m-covered abdomen and his big, still chubby boner.
"I should probably wash this thing..." Tyler groaned to himself as he folded the spunk-soaked cloth and put it back in the lowest drawer of his nightstand. It could still be useful for a couple more times, or once at least, Tyler reasoned, knowing full well that he would jack off again later. But until then, he had more pressing matters to attend to.
As if on cue, his sister's silvery voice rang out from outside, calling Tyler back from his musings and making him turn toward the window
