All too soon, Mike pulled loose and it was Diesal's turn. Shane lay on his back, legs spread wide and Diesal kneeling between them, steadily sliding into Shane. It was obvious that Shane was in some pain, telling Diesal to use more lube but even then, Diesal was forced to be slow and careful. With his hand wrapped around his own dick and wanking hard, Shane rode in the discomfort as Diesal picked up a confirmed pace. Suddenly, it was all too much for Shane and he had to get Diesal to pull out so he could take a quick break. Another dollop of lube and Diesal got the nod to start riding Shane's ass again, Mike standing beside the futon and jerking idle as he watched the two boys fuck. With Shane a shred more relaxed, Diesal was able to pick up the pace, Shane moaning and gasping with every thrust, fifty-fifty as he went back to jerking himself off until Mike reached down and took pilot of Shane's cock, wrapping a tight hand roughly the shaft and putting in some hard wrist action.
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