There was no way a healthy young man could have held back. The ejaculations were strong and repeated. “There we go!” said Richard as he reached to pull Robert away from the pulsating erection of Roy. It was filling the back of my throat and spurted on my face as the ejaculations ebbed the hung in large drops from the reddened gland. I had been forced to swallow some of it. Both boys were spent. What remained?