Eichel groans again, deep and heartfelt, when Jade moves against him. The walls of his passage, stretched around him and Heine, feel incredible. He drops a kiss on Jade's shoulder before pulling out. It's already almost too much on his too-sensitive cock to be stimulated any more.

He never cared much for cameras or memorabilia. But he does wish he could capture this, the sight of Jade grinding against something, desperate to come, after being stretched so much that his entrance is still visibly open. Eichel forces Heine to remain still and presses two fingers into Jade, turning his wrist and pulling at the edge of his hole, just to see him gape more.