Ty's hand behind my shoulder had tightened, and I saw him pulse his own hips as though he was close to coming in his pants. I slipped my hand off the bench beside me into his lap, closing it over the impressive bulge he sported beneath his tailored trousers. I did the same to Kaz, though his tight jeans held his erection constrained up against his abdomen. I couldn't do much in the way of fine motor control as my orgasm faded, but I held them both, reveling in their intense ...