“Come on, man, fire that load,” Jake encouraged. “Gotta be a big one, you’ve been storing it up all evening.”
Wasn’t that the truth?
Jake took over wanking duty while Jimmy lifted Barry’s legs, draping his knees over Jimmy’s arms.
“Ready to turn this up a notch?” Jimmy asked, looking directly into Barry’s eyes.
Barry nodded. “Ride me, cowboy.”
The pace and power increased, as did the pleasure. One of Jake’s arms wrapped itself around Barry’s chest to hold him in place while the other worked furiously to bring Barry off. It wouldn’t take long. Barry could feel a tingling in the base of his spine that had nothing to do with Jake’s huge log that had woken back up and was making its presence felt.
“Close,” Barry whimpered.
“Cum, dude. Shoot that fucking load.” Jimmy said, finding yet another gear to shift into.