Henry: *He gasps and cries out as his sweet spot is hit dead on. His eyes roll back and shut. Beads of sweat glisten on his body and he arches his back elegantly. He grips the sheets until his knuckles turn white and a deep, guttural moan tears from his throat. It doesn't take long before his sensitive body can't take more and he's pushed over the edge. His hot ropes of seed splashing against him and the sheets. He whines as he pushes through the aftershocks of his release, panting heavily*

(I feel like I'm putting more effort into this =_= I mean, look at what I'm putting my college English skills to use for. My professors would be disappointed, shocked, and appalled)