Sherlock had to lean heavily on John. His legs were shaky and sore and weak. He sighed with relief when he sank into the tub and the hot water started to wash over him. It felt good on well used muscles. He tried not to move too much, every movement made the huge dildo in his arse shift and hit his prostate again.

He grunted when the dildo was pulled out. A rush of come and lube came with his, and he sighed again,. his poor used hole was still stretched, but it started to relax with the hot water relaxing the muscles of his entrance.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." It was a long, releasing sort of sigh.