Samatoki accidentally touched Ichiro's wet hard, pink ass.

"Hey, Ichiro, what were you thinking?"

"Nah, nothing," he grumbled in embarrassment, quickly losing his bladder.

But the feeling of wetness was very good.

"Dafuq?"

Ichiro was staring at Samatoki.

"What the fuck are you thinking?"

"What?"

Samatoki gripped his thick wand. "Eat. Shit. Doesn't your little friend get hot too?"

Ichiro was leaning forward, and fidgeting with his cock. He stared at Samatoki with that hypnotic gaze, and then whispered.

"O-Onii-chan, even I'm not that good with restraint."

Samatoki couldn't look away. He glanced over at Ichiro, but his eyes seemed glued to Ichiro's cock. It seemed that he couldn't take it any longer. And that's when Samatoki finally opened his mouth. It was a soft, lovely kiss. Ichiro's head moved back. He was positively powerless as Samatoki continued with his intense tongue around Ichiro's shaft. Ichiro caught the evil grin on Samatoki's face. The way he let that demonic grin spread across his face, it gave off an eerie warmth. With his cock out of his pants, Ichiro felt the fierce thrust of his body. It pushed harder against Samatoki.

"Take it!" Samatoki demanded, beating Ichiro's dick with every thrust. It sent a wave of erotic pleasure through his whole body. It felt like every muscle in his body was screaming with ecstasy. His entire being was on fire. It was almost too much. His head started swimming as he thrust harder and harder into Samatoki's mouth, getting closer and closer to cumming. Ichiro was now ejaculating before Samatoki's eyes. He lost control, his whole body tensing up and bucking uncontrollably. It took a couple of seconds for Samatoki to regain his composure and choke down his load. Ichiro couldn't move. He kept cumming and cumming and cumming, repeatedly tumbling onto the ground, writhing in pleasure. He was ready to go again when suddenly Samatoki's tongue pushed into his mouth again.

"Nya, nya, nya…" Ichiro moaned, nuzzling himself against Samatoki's panting mouth. "Nya, nya, nya…"

Samatoki didn't respond. He never responded. A tense moment of silence passed, broken by a rather perverted gasp and a sing song yelp.

"Ahhh, nya, nya…!"

Ichiro dropped to his knees, panting like a panther. "Nya, nya, nya…!" Samatoki flipped over, tears of laughter flowing from his eyes. His breath came in pants and gasps.

"Woooo! There's sooo much we need to talk about!" Samatoki wailed, flailing around like an excited toddler. He cuddled into Ichiro's ample bosom and then fell asleep.