Gene pulled back a little, sliding his hand down between them and wrapping his hand around their weeping cocks.
“Oh, God,” Gene exhaled, “that feels amazing.”
Billy looked down, fighting the urge to climax too soon.
Gene’s big hand held their dicks together, pumping them up and down, faster and faster, twisting his hand over the tops and back down again, their fluids mingling and slickening their erections, until they were both panting hard, thrusting together into his hand. The sensation of rubbing against each other was almost overwhelming and Billy knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.
Gene kissed him hard before pulling away and leaning in to his ear. “Come for me, baby,” he whispered,his voice deep and husky.