[ Ticky's already tight, and when he starts coming that makes him even tighter, until he ends up bracing his hands on the tree on either side of Ticky's head, rutting into him desperately and throwing off his own rhythm before finally slamming in and coming.

there's a few moments where he still thrusts into him, but it's slower, more to milk himself with the way Ticky's squeezing down around his cock than anything. he doesn't stop moving until he's sure he's completely emptied out, and then he just... slumps against him, panting, absentmindedly reaching back to tug the hand out of his ass

it'd probably be more effective to pull out, but he's not entirely sure he's up to that just yet. ]