Riley got really horny watching his little brother get wrecked, eyes glassy and chest heaving as he stared at the cum leaking from Dennis's pulsing hole. "My turn," he breathed, voice thick with need. He shoved Dennis gently to the side, rolled onto all fours right there on the carpet, and arched his back deep so his massive ass pushed up high. The tan lines from whatever tiny thong he had worn earlier framed those planetary cheeks perfectly, pale skin contrasting with the golden glow where the sun had hit, making the heart shape pop even more. "Kota… give me your sauce. Please. I need it so bad. Fill me up like you did him. I've been waiting all day for this."
The sight of Riley's tan lines and that jiggling ass hit Kota like a freight train. His cock, still slick and sensitive from Dennis, hardened again instantly, throbbing heavy against his thigh. He grabbed Riley by those wide hips, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh, and yanked him back. Without any warmup he slammed in balls deep, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing loud. Riley moaned like a total bitch right away, high and needy, pushing back to meet every thrust. "Yes—fuck—harder—give it to me—"
Riley kept instigating, taunting between moans, wanting more and more. "Is that all you got? Come on, stud. Punish this ass. I've been bad all week. Smack it. Make it red." He clenched around Kota on purpose, walls pulsing tight, then loosened just to tease.
"You're such a one trick pony. Basic jack hammer fuck. No technique at all. My dildos do better than this. Is that the best the big man can do?"
Kota's blood boiled. He got pissed, jaw tight, and pulled out violently with a wet pop that made Riley whine at the sudden emptiness. He flipped Riley onto his back in one rough motion, the younger boy landing with a gasp, legs spread wide. Kota climbed up, straddling his chest, knees pinning Riley's arms to the floor. Riley's eyes widened in excitement, lips parting as Kota grabbed a fistful of that platinum hair and shoved his cock straight into his mouth. He face fucked the shit out of him, driving ball deep in and out with zero mercy, the thick shaft stretching Riley's throat wide on every thrust. There was no room to breathe, no pause, just relentless, sloppy, balls-slapping-deep strokes that made Riley's eyes water instantly.
The feel was amazing. The all encompassing suction of Riley's throat gripped him like velvet heat, fluttering and swallowing around every inch. The sense of power hit different with Riley pinned under him, completely at his mercy, gagging and drooling but still moaning around the cock like he loved it. Kota fucked his face for five full minutes, hips snapping forward hard, the wet gluck-gluck-gluck sounds filling the room as spit ran down Riley's chin and pooled on the carpet. Riley's tongue worked desperately underneath, trying to please even while getting used, his own small cock leaking untouched between his spread legs.
Kota felt the orgasm building again, unstoppable after everything. He buried himself to the root one last time, groaning deep as he came hard down Riley's throat, pulsing thick ropes straight into his stomach. Riley swallowed convulsively, throat working visibly around the shaft, taking every drop like the greedy slut he was.
When Kota finally pulled out, both of them were left broken, but satisfied.