Bisexual World on Fire - Part 4

They've been going at it for hours, the three of them, while the world ends somewhere outside. Bedroom's thick with sweat and cigarette smoke. Rocky grabs the wand first, presses the buzzing head against Draven's cock until his hips jerk up off the mattress. Johnny watches, stroking himself slow. Hands move greedy from dick to dick, somebody's always touching someone. Then it builds. Rocky ends up in the middle, taking Draven from behind while Johnny fucks his mouth, the rhythm turning brutal fast. Bodies slap. Spits. Grunts. They break apart just long enough for feet to slide across skin, toes curling around hard cocks, fingers tracing assholes. Back at it again, harder now. Rocky rides one while the other fucks his face, spit running down his chin. They switch. Positions blur. Someone's always balls-deep in someone else. When they finish it's messy, come pumping deep, one after another, until they're all leaking and shaking and the world's still ending outside.