Ken slammed the door to the hotel room behind them, both still in half-cosplay from the con floor. His black wig was crooked, Ryu’s tight spandex shorts already bulging with a thick hard-on that the fabric couldn’t hide. They’d spent the whole day trading looks over hentai doujinshi, and now the air smelled like sweat and cheap body spray.
“Strip that shit off,” Ken growled, yanking his own shirt over his head. His chest was smooth, nipples dark and already stiff. Ryu peeled the shorts down, his cock springing free, long and veined, the head shiny with pre-cum. Ken dropped to his knees without another word and swallowed him to the root.
Ryu’s hands grabbed Ken’s hair, hips snapping forward. “Fuck yeah, suck that cock like the slut in those pages you showed me.” Ken gagged but didn’t pull back, throat working around the thick shaft, spit running down his chin and dripping onto his own erection. He pulled off just long enough to spit on Ryu’s balls, then licked them heavy and wet before sliding two fingers into his mouth and reaching behind to shove them straight into Ryu’s hole.
Ryu groaned loud, legs spreading wider. “Deeper, fucker. Stretch that ass.” Ken pumped his fingers fast, knuckles popping past the tight ring while his mouth went back to work on the cock, sucking hard and noisy. Ryu’s thighs shook. He pulled Ken up by the hair, spun him around, and bent him over the bed.
Ken’s ass was pale and round. Ryu spat on it, rubbed the spit into the crack, and lined up. One hard thrust and he buried his cock balls-deep in Ken’s hole. Ken cursed into the sheets, pushing back to take every inch. Ryu fucked like he was trying to break him—short, brutal strokes that made the bed frame slam the wall. Skin slapped loud and wet. Ken reached down and jerked his own cock in time, pre-cum stringing from the tip.
“Harder,” Ken demanded. “Fuck me like those anime boys getting wrecked.” Ryu grabbed his hips and pounded faster, sweat flying, the smell of sex thick in the room. He pulled out, flipped Ken onto his back, and shoved back in missionary style so he could watch Ken’s face twist with every thrust. Ken’s legs locked around Ryu’s waist, heels digging in. Their mouths met in a messy kiss, tongues sliding, teeth clacking.
Ryu reached between them and stroked Ken’s cock with the same rhythm he was using to wreck his ass. Ken came first, shooting thick ropes across his own stomach and chest, hole clenching tight around Ryu’s dick. That squeeze dragged Ryu over the edge. He buried himself deep and unloaded, cum flooding Ken’s guts in hot pulses. He kept grinding through it, pushing every drop inside.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, cum leaking out around Ryu’s softening cock. Ken pulled him down for another slow, filthy kiss, both tasting sweat and spit. Ryu finally eased out, watching his load drip from the stretched hole. He scooped some up with two fingers and fed it to Ken, who sucked them clean without hesitation.
Later they lay side by side, still sticky, scrolling through more hentai on Ryu’s phone. Ken’s hand wandered back to Ryu’s cock, already half-hard again. “Round two,” he said, voice rough. “This time I’m fucking you.” Ryu grinned and rolled onto his stomach, spreading his cheeks. The night was just getting started.
