"No body jewelry, so how about a body part? It's even got a little hole for you to go into!" Tom had joked evilly.
Now Ty as a plume of smoke dove headlong into Tom's piss slit. His new home for the next week. The smell was like one of those public restrooms in gas stations that get cleaned annually. But traveling down the long slick corridor, the smell changed as he followed the route to Tom's scrotum and not his bladder.
In the pool hall, Tom had gotten super hard, and was gasping as the last bit of smoke vanished inside him. His nuts contracted, and he gasped, "I think I'm going to blow a nut!" A six foot plume of cum arced from his penis and splattered on the green felt table top.
"Are you done, Tom?" Riley asked.
"Well, I kind of would like to see how it feels when he comes back out, do you mind?"
"Hmmm, well I suppose we should test to see if our genies come when summoned," Riley replied.
Dylan giggled, "Or if you'll cum with it, eh, Tom!"