Sousuke bucked his hips, unable to stop the motions as his body pulsed with each burst of his climax. His head dropped, mouth open in heaving pants as Ryouta found his own high. A harsh grunt slipped through his teeth and he tossed his head back with a hot exhale. It felt amazing, his friend’s ass squeezing and spasming around his cock as he came between them. The way his arms and legs were clutching at him, his voice calling into the air, only made things even better and dragged it out longer, until he was left gasping for breath and shivering.

As he came down from his peak, Sousuke opened his eyes and dropped his head, gazing at the slumped teenager below him and the way his heaving chest moved with his breaths. Perky nipples and everything. A breathless little smirk crimped the edge of the swimmer’s lips and he let out a soft breath of amusement. “Glad you liked it,” he husked, stilling and just resting above his friend. “Feels amazing.”