The moans and grunts from the porn he was watching filled his headphones while he furiously pumped his cock. It was so loud that it kept him from realising someone else had joined him in the room that night.

A minute or two later he could feel the coming orgasm and rose from his chair ready to bust his load over the desk (He'd clean it up after he thought to himself.)

He arched back ready to let loose, when the world suddenly went white hot and began spinning. For a brief moment he thought the approaching orgasm had made him dizzy, but with a sudden thump and a few blinks he looked up and saw a cute, slender boy's body furiously pumping it's cock in his face. His cock! His body! And blood was squirting out from where his head used to be!

Before the understanding of the horror of what he was seeing could even register in his mind, his throbbing cock couldn't hold back anymore. The headless body's arms limply fell to the side as the hips began rapidly thrusting, each one pumping load after load of hot, juicy cum into his face. He could barely feel the heat as each shot splattered across his hair, eyes, cheeks, lips, and outstretched tongue. For a moment he thought he could taste a sweet and salty taste in his mouth. Then...he thought no more.

His killer embraced the spasming body before it could collapse and made sure to hold it steady as it pumped every last drop into the boy's lifless and dumbfounded face, his large hands helping stroke and squeeze until "hose" went limp.

Once the body settled down, the killer got to work enjoying every inch of the slowly cooling corpse and cute detached fuck toy. By the end of the night the both the head and body were slathered in a mix of it's and the killers juices, slowly hardening like a shell to be cracked open when he finally landed in the morgue.