Blindly, Jake changed "more" to "watching". As he hit "submit", Mr. Thomson shoved him against the wall, making him drop his phone. Then, Jake blinked.
Suddenly, Mr. Thomson was in the corner of the room, his cock in his hand. And Jake had his face in someone's pussy. He tried to move, but a sudden slam from behind shoved his face deeper. Jake couldn't stop himself from licking the clitoris in front of his mouth. It was like his body was moving on its own. The person he was eating out began to moan.
"Oh, yes!" cried out Jeremy's voice. Shit! Jake was eating out a man? Before he could really think about it, he felt someone put their hands on his hips. Then, slowly, something entered Jake's own pussy. He gasped and moaned between licking, rocking his hips back and forth. All three involved came at the same time, Jake getting a face full of vaginal juice, while his own vagina squirted over whatever was in him.
"Okay, it's only fair if you get me off," Ryan's voice said from behind him. Ryan? Jake was having a three-way with the other pussyboys? The strap-on slid out of Jake.
"I'll help you out, bro," Jeremy panted. Jake stepped back, glad to be out of the threesome. Jeremy put on the strap-on and, once Ryan bent over, began to vigorously fuck him.
Meanwhile, Mr. Thomson was still in the corner, eagerly jacking off. Jake grabbed his phone and generated a new sentence.
"Friends Jeremy and Ryan finish the threesome for Mr. Thomson's pleasure."