Matt continues his torment of Zach

Matt cackled to himself before untying Nathan’s shirt and whipping it off of Zack’s waist. This would’ve been embarrassing enough on its own, but Zack felt a knot grow in his stomach as he felt a draft on one of the very few spots on his body he hadn’t already felt a draft on that day. He quickly attempted to tuck his dick back into its tiny pouch, but unfortunately his dick had already been pushed to its limit and couldn’t take anymore touching. With almost no warning, Zack felt his toes curl as his dick began to shoot out ropes of nut. Zack managed to tuck his dick back into his pouch just as it started coming out but that did little good as it all just began to dampen his pouch anyway. Zack clang on to the very little remaining hope that Nathan and Matt hadn’t yet caught on to what was happening, he tried his best to repress his moans, but eventually couldn’t keep up and opened his mouth and unleashed a very loud, excited moan. Once Zack’s mortifying show had finished, he fell to his knees in a puddle of his own cum, barely able to hear over all the blush rushing to his ears. In his chest, he almost felt a pang of relief knowing that nothing more humiliating could happen to him at that point. Almost.