Riley grinned like the devil himself and didn't waste another second. He yanked his baggy sweatpants down just enough to free that massive ass, spun around reverse cowgirl style, and sank straight down onto Kota's cock in one smooth, greedy drop. The tight heat swallowed him whole, walls already fluttering and pulsing from the earlier stretching. Riley let out the first wild scream right away, head thrown back, platinum hair flying. "Fuuuuuuck yes!" It was bloody murder loud, raw and unrestrained, the kind of moan that would have rattled windows if the suppressors weren't there. He started bouncing hard, cheeks clapping loud and wet against Kota's thighs, the tan lines flashing every time those planetary globes rose and slammed down.
The first orgasm hit Kota fast. Riley's ass was relentless, squeezing and rippling on every drop, the deep cleft swallowing him completely before bouncing back up with a meaty smack. Riley screamed the whole time, voice cracking higher and higher. "Deeper—harder—fill me—Kota—your cock is ruining me—ahhhh—yes—yes—fuck me like a slut!" His cheeks jiggled violently, ripples traveling across the massive globes with every impact. Kota's hands gripped those wide hips, thumbs digging into the soft flesh as Riley rode him like he was trying to break the bed. The boy's moans turned feral, bloody murder screams echoing off the orange walls. "I'm your hole—use me—breed me—don't stop—ahhhh—Kota—your cum—give it—now!" The pressure exploded low in Kota's balls. He thrust up hard, burying himself to the hilt, and came the first time, thick ropes pumping deep into Riley's pulsing heat. Riley kept bouncing through it, milking every spurt, screaming louder.
"Yes—flood me—feel it—your load's so hot—more—give me more!" The orgasm dragged on for what felt like forever, Riley's ass clenching rhythmically, cheeks clapping nonstop, until Kota was gasping and twitching beneath him. Riley didn't slow down even after the last pulse. He just laughed breathlessly and kept riding, ass bouncing faster, moans turning into another round of wild, unrestrained screams.
The second orgasm built even quicker. Riley leaned forward, hands braced on Kota's knees, ass angled so every drop hit his prostate dead on. The clapping grew louder, wetter, the room filled with the obscene sound of flesh meeting flesh and Riley's bloody murder moans that never stopped. "Harder—break me—your cock owns this ass—ahhhh—yes—yes—fuck—Kota—don't you dare stop—fill me again—make me leak for days!" His voice cracked on every word, high and desperate, body shaking as he slammed down. Sweat dripped down his back, the fluffy shirt riding up to show the curve of his spine. Kota's grip tightened, hips snapping up to meet every bounce. Riley's screams turned animalistic. "I'm your cum dump—use me—breed me raw—ahhhh—yes—yes—yes—Kota—cumming—again—flood me!" The second load hit Kota like a freight train.
He groaned deep, thrusting up hard as he pumped another thick load straight into Riley's greedy hole. Riley kept bouncing through it, ass pulsing and milking, cheeks rippling wildly, moans never dropping below a full-throated scream. "Feel it—your cum's mixing—more—give me every drop—ahhhh—yes—yes—yes!" The orgasm stretched long and intense, Riley's body trembling on top of him, the clapping echoing like thunder until Kota was panting and dizzy.
Riley still didn't stop. He spun around to face Kota now, straddling him properly, and kept bouncing with the same feral energy. His pink crop top bounced with him, eyes locked on Kota's as he screamed even louder. "Third load—give it to me—ruin me—your cock is mine—ahhhh—yes—yes—fuck—Kota—harder—break this hole—make it gape—ahhhh—yes—yes—yes!" The third orgasm crashed over Kota without mercy. Riley's ass clenched and released in perfect rhythm, cheeks slapping down so hard the bed shook. Riley's moans hit a new peak, bloody murder screams that would have brought the whole house running if not for the suppressors. "Cum—cum inside—flood me—Kota—yes—yes—yes—ahhhh—your load—give it—now—now—now!" Kota exploded for the third time, pumping deep, hips bucking up as Riley rode him through every spurt. The boy's voice cracked into pure ecstasy, body shaking violently, ass still bouncing nonstop until the last drop was drained.
Mid-thrust, right as Kota was still twitching from the third load, they both froze. Footsteps. Heavy, familiar ones coming up the stairs. Riley's eyes went wide for half a second, then like clockwork he yanked his baggy sweatpants up, zipped Kota's pants in one smooth motion, and snatched his phone. He flopped back against the headboard, scrolling casually like nothing had happened, cheeks still flushed but expression perfectly innocent. The door opened a crack.
Eli poked his head in, frowning slightly. "You boys alright up here? I thought I heard screaming or something."
Riley didn't even look up from his phone, voice calm and sweet. "It's just the game, Dad. Space Armada. Kota's getting destroyed by asteroids. Super loud effects."
Eli chuckled, satisfied. "Alright, just checking. Ribs are almost ready. Holler if you need anything." He started to pull the door closed.
Kota opened his mouth, about to call out for help, anything to get a second of breathing room, but the door clicked shut before the words could form. The second the latch caught, Riley's innocent mask vanished. He grinned wide, tossed the phone aside, and hopped right back onto Kota's lap, sweatpants already shoved down again, ass hovering over the still-hard cock. "So uhh, where were we?"