About two minutes later, Sebastian's voice drifted through the velvet curtain, small and trembling. "You can come in now. Both of you. Please don't laugh. I'm already embarrassed enough for several lifetimes."
Theo pushed the curtain aside and stepped into the changing booth, Kota right behind him. The sight that greeted them made both of them freeze. Sebastian stood in the center of the small space, his tweed blazer and slacks folded neatly on the bench, his body completely bare except for a pair of black string panties. The delicate lace hugged his narrow hips, the thin straps cutting across his pale skin, and the front pouch barely contained his tiny, already half hard cocklet. The back was nothing more than a single strip of fabric that disappeared between his surprisingly plump cheeks. His face was bright red, his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides like he didn't know what to do with them.
He turned around slowly, giving them the full view of how the string vanished into the deep cleft of his ass, and looked over his shoulder at Theo with wide, desperate eyes. "What do you think? Is it—is it too much? Not enough? I've never done this before. I don't know the standard for appropriate lingerie presentation. Should I have gone with the blue ones instead? They had blue ones. They were also very revealing. Perhaps too revealing. I don't know where the line is."
Kota felt his cock surge to full hardness in an instant, the thick length pressing painfully against his cargo pants. The sight of both of them, Theo in his sheer pink panties and Sebastian in the black string, standing there looking nervous and eager and incredibly fuckable, was too much. His voice came out rough, almost a growl. "Both of you. Take off the panties. Bend over. Now."
Theo blushed deeply, his cheeks flushing that pretty shade of pink that Kota loved. But he didn't hesitate. "Doggy is too plain," he murmured, his voice dropping into that breathy, needy register.
"Let me do something better, darling. Let me take care of you first." He walked over to Kota, his bare feet silent on the plush carpet, and dropped to his knees with practiced grace. His fingers found the button of Kota's cargo pants, undoing it with quick, eager movements, and pulled the zipper down. Kota's massive cock sprang free, thick and veiny and already leaking from the tip, and Theo wrapped both hands around the base with a satisfied hum.
He started stroking slowly, his hands sliding up and down the thick shaft with expert pressure, his thumbs circling the sensitive head on every upstroke. Then he leaned in close, his lips brushing Kota's ear, and started whispering sweet nothings in that soft, posh accent. "I love you so much, darling. I love your big, beautiful cock. I love the way it feels in my hands. I love the way it stretches me open. I love the way you fuck me until I can't think straight. I want to make you feel so good. I want to be your good boy. Your perfect little slut. Your boyfriend who can't get enough of your thick, perfect cock."
His hands moved faster, the wet sounds of skin on skin filling the small booth. Theo's voice grew filthier with every word, his lips never leaving Kota's ear. "I want you to cum for me, darling. I want to feel your hot load all over my hands. I want to taste you. I want to swallow every drop. I've been thinking about this all day. Sitting in my office, pretending to work, while all I could think about was your cock stretching me open. I'm such a needy slut for you. Only for you. Always for you."
Sebastian watched the entire scene with wide, hungry eyes. His hand had drifted down to his own tiny nub, stroking it slowly through the black lace panties. The sight of Theo on his knees, worshipping Kota's massive cock, whispering those filthy things, was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed. His cocklet twitched and leaked, a tiny wet spot forming on the delicate fabric.
Theo noticed him watching and smiled, reaching out with one hand while the other kept stroking Kota. "Come here, Sebastian. Be a good boy for us. You want to be a good boy, don't you?"
Sebastian nodded frantically, his voice failing him completely. He shuffled forward until he was standing right beside Theo, his hands trembling at his sides.
Theo wrapped his free hand around Sebastian's tiny cocklet, stroking both of them at the same time. His left hand worked Kota's massive shaft while his right hand pumped Sebastian's modest length, the size difference almost comical. "Look at that," Theo purred, glancing down at the contrast. "Kota's so much bigger than you, Sebastian. So thick. So heavy. You could fit three of yours inside one of his. Isn't that hot?"
Sebastian nodded again, his blush spreading down his neck and across his chest. "It's—it's very hot. I've never—I didn't know they came in that size. It's like comparing a garden snake to an anaconda. Not that your cock is a snake. That would be bizarre. I'm going to stop talking now."
Kota's hips bucked forward, thrusting into Theo's grip. The combination of Theo's expert stroking and Sebastian's flustered rambling was pushing him closer to the edge. His balls drew up tight, the familiar pressure building low and heavy. "Fuck—Theo—I'm close—"
Theo stroked faster, his hands moving in perfect rhythm. "Cum for me, darling. Cover Sebastian's little cock with your big load. Show him what a real orgasm looks like."
Kota came with a low, guttural groan. Thick, heavy ropes of cum erupted from his cock, splattering across Theo's hands and dripping down onto Sebastian's tiny cocklet. The white streaks coated the black lace panties, warm and sticky, and Sebastian let out a high, desperate whimper as he felt it hit his skin. He shook violently, his own orgasm crashing through him, but all that came out was a single small clearish drop that mingled with Kota's massive load.
Theo lifted both of his cum covered hands to his mouth and licked them clean with slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue. He moaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut. "Mmm. Both of you taste delicious. Kota's so salty and rich. And Sebastian's is so sweet. Like candy. I could do this all day."
Kota's breathing was ragged, his chest heaving. But he wasn't satisfied. The sight of Theo licking cum off his fingers, the memory of Sebastian trembling and whimpering, the constant, throbbing fullness in his balls that never truly went away, it all built into something primal and demanding. He reached down and placed his hand firmly on sebastians shoulder, his grip tight enough to make the boy look up with wide, questioning eyes.
"Get on your knees," Kota growled, his voice dropping into that low, commanding register that made Theo shiver. "Now."