Woody shoved Buzz against the toy chest, his cowboy hat tilted back as he grabbed the space ranger's hard plastic ass. "Fuck, you've been teasing me with that glowing chest all week," Woody growled, voice low and rough. He yanked Buzz's helmet off and crushed their mouths together, tongues sliding hot and wet.
Buzz moaned into the kiss, his rocket pack clattering against the wood. "Damn it, Woody, get these damn overalls off me. I need your cock." His hands fumbled at the snaps, popping them open one by one until Woody's thick, veined dick sprang free, already leaking at the tip.
Woody spun Buzz around and bent him over the edge of the chest. He spit on his fingers and shoved two straight into Buzz's tight hole, working them deep. "You're already slick, you slut. Been thinking about this all day, huh?" Buzz pushed back, grunting as Woody finger-fucked him fast and dirty, stretching that smooth plastic rim.
"Shut up and fuck me," Buzz snapped, reaching back to spread his cheeks. Woody lined up his cock and slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. The wet slap echoed in the quiet room. He pounded hard, hips snapping, plastic bodies slapping together with every brutal stroke. Buzz's cock bounced under him, dripping onto the floor as Woody railed him.
"Take it, you fucking toy," Woody snarled, grabbing Buzz's hips and yanking him back onto his dick. He reached around and jerked Buzz's shaft in time with his thrusts, thumb smearing the clear fluid over the head. Buzz's moans turned into filthy curses. "Harder, cowboy. Wreck my ass."
Woody pulled out, flipped Buzz onto his back on the rug, and hooked the ranger's legs over his shoulders. He drove back in, watching his cock disappear into that stretched hole. Sweat beaded on their painted skin. Woody leaned down and sucked one of Buzz's nipples into his mouth, biting just hard enough to make Buzz jerk and curse.
They switched again, Woody on his back now while Buzz straddled him and sank down on that fat cock. Buzz rode him rough, bouncing and grinding, his own dick slapping against Woody's stomach. "Gonna come all over your chest," Buzz panted. Woody thrust up to meet him, hands clamped on Buzz's waist, forcing him down harder.
When Buzz finally shot, thick ropes splattered across Woody's plaid shirt and up to his chin. The sight pushed Woody over; he buried himself deep and unloaded, flooding Buzz's hole until it leaked around his cock. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, cum cooling on their bodies.
Buzz leaned down for a slow, messy kiss. "Round two after lights out?" Woody grinned, already hardening inside him again. "You bet your ass."
