He's still talking, a constant stream of "Oh god yes that's good keep doing that —" 

Asher used to gag him to get him to shut up. The thought of doing that sends a shiver through his entire body but that would be complicated, it involves steps, and hearing the steady stream of praise is good too. 

Asher starts jerking himself off.

"Yeah, Asher, oh God Asher your mouth —" 

Alex pulls hard on Asher's hair and comes down his throat. 

Wait, no, that was not part of the plan. If Alex finishes then Alex can't fuck him.

Asher attempts to express this objection via desperate whimpers.

Alex drops down and pushes Asher to the floor and mouths at his dick.

Okay, never mind, objection retracted.

"Want your cock," Asher says eloquently, "want your cock, want your mouth, want your ass, want you--"

"Yeah — yeah, you can have that —" and then he's sucking Asher's cock in earnest. 

"Want Sasha's cock."

He spares roughly one third of an attention to wonder who the hell Sasha is, and why Alex has never heard of them. He does not ask because he has Asher's cock in his mouth. 

Fortunately Asher also gets distracted from the question of whose cock specifically he wants in his mouth by facefucking Alex.

That's good. That's very good. Asher should keep doing that. 

He's going to gasp, come down Alex's throat, and then keep facefucking him.

Sex pollen is awesome. 

Asher would probably disagree with this if he were not incoherent with pleasure and facefucking Alex.

Everything is so sensitive after he's finished, it almost hurts to keep fucking him, but not doing it would hurt more. He can't speak. He whimpers.

Asher's dick is so good — he can't talk around it but he is making a lot of noise —

"Nice to-- aaaaaaaaaaaaaah-- shut you up--"

'You can shut me up any time you want,' Alex does not say, because his mouth is full. 

"Ahh — ng —" Alex says, which is sort of gesturing at the right concept. 

"Want Sasha, love Sasha-- nice mouth, love your mouth, so good-- want Sasha."

"Who the hell is Sasha?" Alex tries to say, but because he has Asher's dick in his mouth it comes out sounding more like "Hoaell i' Aa." 

"Sasha is good," Asher explains.

This does not answer the question. It is difficult to express this, because, again: dick. Mouth. Asher. Full. 

"Wanna fuck you," Asher says, indirectly solving this problem.

He pulls off of Asher's cock so he can say "Yes, good, definitely do that," intelligibly. 

Asher picks him up and throws him on the bed.

"Good — God, Asher, I love that you can do that —"