aw and tyler thinks joshie keeps hogging it so he tugs it out of his hands and slips his dick in, holding the toy down against the mattress and fucking into it until he’s a squealing, sobbing mess.

there’s a pressure, down there, and then everything leaves him. his breath, all words, whatever is happening between his legs, his very soul it feels like.

he’s bearing down onto tyler’s fingers and pressing his own blunt nails into tyler’s shoulders, hips jerking and jumping even as tyler tries to keep him still with a hand on his belly.

“that’s it, joshie.” tyler’s voice makes him shiver, legs soaked, thighs clamping shut around tyler’s wrist. “such a good boy, squirting for me. i love you, baby.”

the shitty mattress is creaking and josh’s suite mate keeps pounding on the wall for him to shut up.

tyler grunts and tries to still josh with a hand at his waist, just on the delicious cut of his hipbone, where the skin turns darker. “you think we should stop? that guy sounds like he needs some sleep.”

josh shakes his head, tightens his hands on tyler’s shoulders. “no.” he’s sweaty all over, skin glistening in the glow from his desk lamp, screwing himself down hard onto tyler’s wet cock. “i need to cum more than he needs to sleep.”

“want me to touch you, then?” tyler reaches for josh’s hard dick, a red so bright it looks painful.

but josh slaps his hand away and just keeps riding, mattress squeaking so loud tyler’s afraid it’ll snap and they’ll fall right through. “don’t. i can cum like this.”

“that’s hot,” tyler says bluntly, tries to block out his tie lying on the floor, josh’s books stacked on the dresser near the window. he lets his head fall back and sighs. “but do it soon, yeah? ‘cus i’m gonna cum.”

that makes josh ride him harder, rutting quickly back and forth over tyler’s twitching cock. lube squelches between them and josh whines. “you wanna pull out?”

tyler quirks an eyebrow at him, both of them breathing heavily. “shouldn’t i be asking you that?”

nonchalantly, josh shrugs. tilts his head to the side. smiles softly.

“then no.” he knows he’s clean, even if josh should be the one taking precautions to learn that. “i’m gonna dump my cum so deep inside you it’ll be leaking out of you for days.”

“ah,” josh says, and his bouncing starts to slow. his eyes close, pretty lashes fanning out against his flushed cheeks. “say…say that…i mean…fuck, keep talking.”

to keep up the illusion, tyler wraps his arms tight around josh’s waist, pulls him close and feels his cock hard and insistent between them, drooling onto tyler’s stomach. “daddy’s gonna breed his boy, gonna knock him up.”

“fuck,” josh grunts. he tosses his head from side to side like he’s trying not to cum. “why is that so hot?”

tyler’s orgasm blindsides him, seemingly out of nowhere, though he knows it was due to the way josh tightened up around him again, the way josh’s hair caught the light just right, the little mewl josh gave as tyler took a breath and his stomach expanded, rubbing just at josh’s cock head.

“fuck, i’m cumming.” tyler puts his forehead at josh’s collarbone and chokes. “not gonna pull out, baby. gonna give you all my spunk, wanna watch it leak out of you. wanna see how sloppy you can get for me, want you to come to class tomorrow with a plug in, squirming and getting hard in your sweats. want you to grind up against the underside of your desk, maybe pull yourself out so i can see you jerk off while i’m trying to teach. i wanna know…fuck, i wanna know that all my cum inside your tight fucking ass is what gets you off, makes you hard.”

after that little monologue, tyler has completely spent himself and josh has stopped bouncing, letting tyler - softening - stay inside with some of his cum already leaking out between them.

josh smacks his lips. “wow…that was…”

tyler glances up at him, knows he must look a complete mess with his mouth hanging open, hair fucked up, eyes half lidded. “sorry, i…i talk a lot-”

“don’t apologize. it was hot.”

“you’re still hard,” tyler observes, leaning back and watching as josh’s precum strings from his stomach to the head of josh’s cock.

he helps you fasten the straps around your waist, tight, hungrily watching the way they dig into your stretch marks. his legs are open around you, cock straining up toward his stomach.

slowly, his hands skim down your sides, fingers hooking into the top straps and tugging you forward over him. he collapses back against the pillows, yellow hair fanning out, and bites his perfect lips. “mommy…fuck me. please?”

with your hands at the backs of his sweaty thighs, you push his legs up and even further apart, dildo glistening with lube as you set it right at his hole, quivering to let you in.

you bite your lip as well, eyes on his hands, which are reaching for you. “i want my boy to touch himself first. then i’ll fuck him.”

josh gives a high whine and settles one hand on your shoulder, the other coming to wrap around his dick, smearing precum down the shaft on a gentle stroke. he shivers and hooks a leg harder around you. “mama, come on. i’m – i’m already kinda close.”

dipping to press a chaste kiss to his chest, you finally start to push in, feeling the resistance, hearing josh gasp and seeing his eyes screw shut as he takes you in.

his cock twitches between his fingers, drooling down over his knuckles, which are flushed as red as the rest of him.

cute , he tied them up side by side on the bed, little squirmy things for their daddy.

and he just sits by the side of the bed muttering about how good they look, how slutty they are for him, how much he loves listening to them whine and moan and beg to touch themselves.

she ties joshie up and doesn’t let him touch himself at all, wrists bound to the bedposts as tyler sits in the v of his thighs.

jenna instructs tyler to jerk off for them, nice and slow so he can last.

tyler begs her to let him cum, to let him touch her or suck on her nipples, anything.

but she just sits behind him with her hands on his thighs, kissing at his neck and rubbing her cunt at the small of his back. she laughs cruelly and presses her breasts to the backs of his shoulders. “mommy’s nipples are really hard, baby. you wanna suck on ‘em?”

“ye-” tyler says, shuddering as his hand gives another slow jerk down to his balls. “p-please, jen.”

“i’ll let you put your mouth on them if you keep jerking off. for an hour. and if you don’t cum.”

cuute they have him all tied up and he’s tugging at the bonds as jenna rakes her nails down his chest, leaves jagged red lines all across the otherwise milky expanse of his skin.

tyler has his thighs shoved back, calves tight around jenna’s ass, fucking him so fast and hard, making him whimper with every thrust.

jenna leans down and slows her bouncing to a rut, just letting josh’s cock slide back and forth inside her. “does ty’s cock feel good in you, baby boy? is it stretching you out so well?”

he’s running his hands through josh’s hair, tugging hard as josh kneels at his feet and sucks on him with his eyes half-lidded.

“you’re my little slut, baby. you make daddy drip so fucking much, look.” he pulls josh off of him, which makes josh whine, and slicks two fingers inside himself, then presses them into josh’s wet mouth. “taste me, baby? y’like that?”

josh pulls at the cuffs keeping his wrists together in front of him, rubs the chain against the head of his own hard cock.

“whore,” tyler snarls, and lets his hand slip free of josh’s yellow hair. “well, keep sucking me off then, baby. seems like you want to so bad.”

josh falls forward again, licks at tyler’s dick before wrapping his lips back around it. his eyes are closed, cheeks flushed a cherry red. he looks beautiful on the floor for tyler, skin glistening and hair a mess.