Make it a competition.

"Let's make this interesting," you suggest, still naked and feeling empowered by Alex and Brett's appreciative gazes. "How about a competition to see which couple can make each other cum first?"

Alex raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "I like where your head's at, Maya."

"We should draw names," Jen adds, tearing a sheet of paper into four pieces. "Keep things fresh and surprising."

While Jen writes names, Brett begins undressing, pulling his black t-shirt over his head to reveal a chiseled torso covered with intricate tattoos. "I'm game for anything," he says with an easy confidence.

"Alright," Jen announces, folding the papers and mixing them in her cupped hands. "Ladies draw first."

You select a folded paper, your fingers trembling slightly with excitement. Opening it, you see Brett's name scrawled in Jen's handwriting.

"Looks like I've got you," you tell Brett with a flirtatious smile. Jen unfolds her paper and shows Alex's name.

"Perfect," Alex says, already unbuttoning his jeans. "Let me get the camera set up first."

While Alex positions the main camera, Brett steps out of his remaining clothes. Your eyes widen involuntarily at the sight of his massive erection, easily nine inches and impressively thick.

"Oh my god," you whisper before you can stop yourself.

Brett notices your reaction and grins. "Don't worry, we'll take it slow."

"I'm not worried," you reply, surprising yourself with your confidence. "I'm excited."

Jen giggles, arranging herself and Alex on one side of the room while you and Brett take the other. The camera is positioned to capture both couples simultaneously.

"Ready?" Alex calls out, pressing record before joining Jen on the couch. "Go!"

Brett approaches you with surprising gentleness, his large hands cupping your face as he kisses you deeply. Unlike Alex's eager kisses, Brett's are measured and deliberate, as though he's memorizing the contours of your lips.

"You're gorgeous," he murmurs against your mouth. His hands explore your body with expert precision, finding sensitive spots you didn't even know existed.

Across the room, Jen is already straddling Alex, their bodies moving in familiar rhythm. You hear her throaty moans mixing with Alex's deeper groans.

Brett guides you to the floor, laying you on the soft sheets. He positions himself between your legs, his massive member pressing against your entrance. "Tell me if it's too much," he says, his eyes locked on yours as he begins to ease inside.

The stretch is intense, bordering on painful, but there's pleasure underneath that makes you gasp. Brett watches your face carefully, adjusting his angle when he sees you wince.

"Relax," he whispers, his fingers finding your clit. "Focus on this."

His practiced touch sends waves of pleasure through you, helping your body accommodate his size. Soon the discomfort fades, replaced by a fullness that hits spots deep inside you that have never been reached before.

"That's it," Brett encourages as you begin to move against him. "Take what you need."

You become aware of the camera capturing everything, of Jen and Alex watching between their own passionate movements, and somehow that heightens your arousal. The competition is forgotten as Brett's skillful thrusts build a pressure inside you that's rushing toward release faster than you expected.