Kota pulled out his phone with shaky hands, still breathing hard from the intense round. He snapped a quick picture of Riley's cum-covered mouth, the glossy lips shiny and streaked white, strings of spit and semen dripping down his chin onto the pink crop top.
Then he angled the camera lower and took another shot of Dennis's ass still leaking thick trails of cum, the puffy hole pulsing open and closed, cheeks spread and glistening. The images looked filthy even on the small screen, but he saved them anyway, heart racing. Only then did he notice the massive television across the room.
It was a PS8, sleek black console with glowing blue accents and a controller that looked like something from the future. Kota still only had a PS5 at home, so this thing looked like straight alien tech. The graphics on the menu screen were so sharp they almost hurt his eyes, colors popping like real life. He had never seen anything like it. While Riley and Dennis lay there recovering, chests heaving and eyes half-lidded, Kota figured they were busy enough. He grabbed the controller, powered the system on, and scrolled through the library until he found a game called Space Armada. It looked like a space ship shooter, all lasers and exploding asteroids. Why not? He selected it and started playing, thumbs fumbling on the unfamiliar controls.
The game loaded with insane detail, ships flying through neon nebulae, enemies swarming in perfect formation. Kota had no idea what half the buttons did, but he mashed away anyway, dodging left and right while firing wildly. For about twenty minutes he lost himself in it, the controller vibrating in his hands as he blew up enemy fighters and weaved through asteroid fields. The graphics were unreal, explosions blooming in high definition, sound effects rumbling through the room. He died a couple times but kept restarting, completely zoned out while the two brothers caught their breath on the floor.
Eventually Dennis and Riley stirred. Riley sat up first, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Holy shit, Kota. You really broke my throat. I can still feel you pulsing back there. That was the deepest anyone's ever gone." He turned to Dennis, who was still sprawled out, ass leaking and legs shaky. "Say thank you, little bro. Thank Kota for fucking us senseless. He earned it."
Dennis lifted his head, voice all soft and fucked-out. "Thank you… Kota… for fucking us senseless. It felt so good."
They all got up slowly and started dressing into less slutty clothes. Riley pulled on a pair of really baggy sweatpants that somehow still hugged his hips just enough to show the curve, then slipped into a fluffy oversized shirt that swallowed his slim frame. Dennis did the same, the baggy pants hiding most of his exaggerated lower body while the fluffy shirt made him look softer and cuter. Kota tugged his own pants back up and fixed his shirt, the three of them now looking almost normal. They hopped onto the big bed together, Riley immediately claiming Kota's lap, settling down with his ass nestled right against the bulge in Kota's sweatpants. Dennis sat behind Kota, wrapping his arms around his shoulders in a loose hug, chin resting on Kota's back like they were just chilling.
Riley started grinding slow and teasing, hips rolling in lazy circles that made his ass press and rub against Kota's cock through the fabric. "If you lose this round, stud, I'm gonna bounce on your cock till you cry and beg for it to stop. I'll ride you so hard you'll be shaking."
Kota shook his head fast. "No way. I'm not losing on purpose."
Riley grinned harder and ground down way more insistently, the friction making Kota's cock twitch back to life. He leaned in close, breath hot against Kota's ear. "I have ways of making you pent up, big man. Don't test me."
Kota sighed. "Fine. I'll play." He grabbed the controller again and started a new round of Space Armada. It was going well at first. He figured out the basic dodging, weaving between enemy ships and blasting them with lasers while avoiding the floating asteroids.
His ship zipped through the level smoothly, score climbing. But Riley did not play fair at all. Every time Kota concentrated on the screen, Riley leaned in and nibbled on his earlobe, whispering super horny things right into his ear. "I'm gonna suck your soul out through your cock next time. Drain you dry until you can't even walk."
Kota's thumbs slipped for a second but he recovered, ship dodging left. Riley kept going, voice low and filthy. "I'll make sure my hole is permanently in the shape of your cock. You'll feel me every time."
Kota bit his lip, trying to focus on an incoming wave of fighters, but Riley's ass rolled harder on his lap. "I'm gonna edge you for hours until you cry and beg me to let you cum. I'll lock you in chastity and only unlock you when I want that load." Kota's ship grazed an asteroid but he corrected fast. Riley whispered again, breath hot.
"My throat is yours whenever you want. I'll deepthroat you under the table while your dad's in the next room. Swallow every drop and thank you for it." Kota's concentration broke for a moment, ship veering.
"I'll ride you reverse cowgirl every morning before school so your cum leaks out of me all day." Another close call with an enemy laser.
"I'll train my ass to grip you so tight you'll never want anyone else. You'll be addicted to these cheeks." Kota was breathing harder now, thumbs moving slower. Riley kept the pressure on, nibbling the ear again.
"I'm gonna make you fuck me in the school bathroom between classes. Bend me over the sink and fill me up so I'm dripping for the rest of the day." Kota's ship took a hit but kept going.
"I'll send you videos of me plugging myself with the biggest toy I have, moaning your name the whole time." The whispers never stopped.
"I'll let Dennis watch while I ride you. Let him clean you up after with his tongue." Kota's focus slipped again.
"I'll wear those tiny shorts under my jeans at school and grind on you in the hallway when no one's looking." Another near miss.
"My hole is gonna be so loose and sloppy for you every single night. You'll stretch me out until I can't close anymore." Riley's voice dropped even lower.
"I'll beg you to breed me in front of the whole class if you want. Let everyone hear how much I need your cum." Kota's ship finally slammed straight into a massive asteroid, explosion flashing across the screen as the game over music played.
Riley laughed triumphantly and turned to Dennis. "Hold him down, little bro." Dennis tightened his arms around Kota's shoulders immediately, pinning him in place. Riley spun around on Kota's lap, straddling him face to face now, ass hovering right over the hard bulge in the baggy sweatpants. He grinned wide, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Dems the rules cutie."