Kai Enjoys TY Santana’s Jizz

Ty Santana and Kai sprawl on the couch, VR headsets askew, after Kai’s girlfriend vetoes their threesome pitch. “Your loss,” Ty mutters, unzipping as Kai mirrors him, hands drifting to their cocks. The game’s neon glow bathes their strokes until Kai’s girlfriend tosses a double-ended stroker onto the coffee table. “Knock yourselves out,” she smirks, shutting the bedroom door.

Ty lubes the toy, their cocks sandwiching it—a slick, synchronized rhythm. Kai breaks first, bending over the armrest, Ty’s cock breaching him raw. They switch—Kai riding Ty backward, his ass clenching, until Ty flips him into a piledriver, tongue lapping his hole before driving back in.

Kai’s legs hook over Ty’s shoulders, his own cock dripping as Ty pounds him missionary. “Fuck—” Kai gasps, cumming untouched, ropes streaking his chest. Ty follows, painting Kai’s face, the stroker forgotten on the floor.