E4: Cade Wolf | Brad & Cody Content Partners

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

Recap: Brad and Cody welcomed pornstar Cade Wolf into their hotel suite for their most intense collab yet. The tension built slowly as Cody knelt between Cade’s thighs, teasing the thick bulge in his joggers while Brad filmed every second. Cade’s size and calm, dominant energy had Cody completely flustered, and once the joggers came down, both boys were stunned. The scene escalated with Cody worshipping Cade’s cock while Brad encouraged and filmed, eventually joining in to share Cade’s cock between them. Cody climbed on top of Cade, finally lowering himself onto his massive cock, completely stretched open and breathless while Brad stood on the bed, ready to feed Cody his own cock.

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I sank down slowly, breath held, hands braced on Cade’s chest. The head of his cock stretched me open inch by inch. Slick from spit, lube, and pure anticipation. My thighs trembled as I lowered myself all the way until Cade's cock was buried inside my ass, balls resting against me.

“Holy fuck,” Cade growled, head falling back against the headboard, thick arms flexing under me.

His cock felt huge. Unrelenting. Not just long, but wide, filling me up so completely I could barely move at first. Every pulse of it throbbed through my whole body. It was too much and exactly what I wanted. I moaned into the back of my hand, already shaking.

“You okay, boy?” Cade asked, voice low, rough, almost mocking in how tender it was.

I let out a shaky laugh. “Is your dick too big for my hole? Maybe. But I’m loving every fucking inch of it.”

Cade chuckled, eyes hungry, hands sliding up to my waist. “You’re taking it so well. Look at you. Open for me like a good fucking slut.”

I shivered at the word. Nodded. “Yeah. Fuck.”

Brad was standing on the bed now, trying to balance on the soft, wobbly mattress with his phone in one hand, filming from a second angle while the camera on the tripod captured everything else. His cock was hard in his other hand, already slick, stroking slowly as he stepped closer. He grinned down at me, lining himself up in front of my face while I was still riding Cade deep, my knees wide on either side of Cade’s hips. Brad’s cock tapped against my cheek once, then again, playful and filthy.

“Don’t fall,” I warned, breathless. “You’re gonna take the whole bed down.”

Brad laughed, wobbling a little. “If we go down, we go down filming history.”

“Don’t stop filming,” I panted.

“I’m not, But I might have to jump in on the action.”

“Do it,” I said, grinding my hips down slowly. Cade groaned beneath me.

“Ride it,” Cade said, both hands gripping my waist tighter now. “Bounce for Daddy.”

I obeyed. Started moving my ass. Slow at first, adjusting to the stretch. Every lift and drop sent shockwaves through me. Cade’s cock hit every nerve ending, curved just right, thick enough that I could feel it with every breath.

“Oh my god,” I moaned. “Fuck, fuck, fu...uhhh.”

“That's it,” Cade said, voice tight. “Take it all. You’re doing so good for me, boy.”

Brad laughed from behind the camera. “You should see your face right now.”

“I can’t even think,” I gasped. “It’s like my brain turned off.”

“That’s what Daddy dick does,” Cade said.

I laughed, but it broke into a moan. My hands planted on his chest for balance, fingers curling into the hair there. I moved faster now, bouncing harder, our bodies slapping together, the sound echoed in the quiet hotel suite.

Cade grabbed my ass with both hands and squeezed. “You’re so fucking tight. Gonna ruin you.”

“Already fucking ruined,” I groaned. “Keep going.”

The bed started creaking beneath us, rhythmically now, like it was struggling to keep up. I barely noticed. I was too focused on the way Cade’s cock dragged over my prostate, the way my thighs burned, the sound of my own voice coming out in desperate, filthy moans.

Brad moved closer beside me. “Here,” he said, kneeling tall. “You’ve got a mouth too, remember?”

I turned toward him, eyes glassy. He was hard as fuck, his cock flushed and leaking, bobbing in front of my face. I opened my mouth, tongue out, and he slid it in slow. Warm, familiar, mine. I sucked greedily, letting my head bob while I rode Cade. My whole body was shaking now, overstimulated and loving it. Brad moaned above me, hips jerking forward, feeding me more.

“Jesus,” Brad muttered. “This is the hottest shit we’ve ever done.”

Cade agreed with a grunt. “You’ve got yourself a good one.”

“Yeah,” Brad said, stroking my hair. “He’s kind of amazing.”

I hummed around Brad’s cock, flushed with heat, from the praise, from the stretch, from Cade’s cock slamming up into me. He’d started thrusting from below now, fucking up into my bounce, hitting deep every time.

The mattress shifted under us, soft and unstable.

Brad wobbled a little. “Don’t fucking fall,” he laughed, trying to keep his balance while filming with one hand and feeding me cock with the other. “This bed’s not built for Olympic-level porn.”

Cade reached up and slapped my ass, hard. “If he falls, he falls. We’re not stopping.”

I pulled off Brad’s cock to gasp. “We’re defying physics.”

“You’re wrecking me,” Cade growled. “And I’m loving every second.”

Brad steadied his stance, knees slightly bent, cock in his hand as he stepped closer to my mouth.. I looked up at him, still riding Cade hard, sweat dripping down my spine.

“Open that mouth again,” Brad said.

I did.

He fed me his cock again, sliding it between my lips while I craned my neck up. The angle made it deeper. Filthier. He fucked my face gently while I bounced on Cade, spit running down my chin.

“God damn,” Brad said, groaning. “You’re a fucking sex god right now.”

My moans were muffled now, mouth full, body shaking, Cade pounding into me from below with brutal force. Every thrust made me moan louder. The bed was fully rocking beneath us now.

“Don’t fall, don’t fall,” Brad muttered, trying to balance on the mattress while feeding me cock. “Fucking wobbly ass hotel bed.”

I laughed around his dick. Cade grabbed my hips and thrust hard, bottoming out.

“Shit,” I gasped, pulling off Brad’s cock for air. “I’m so fucking hard, I can’t....”

Cade slammed up into me again, his cock hitting that spot that made my vision flash white.

“fuck,” I moaned, grinding down into it, hips stuttering. “I think I’m gonna cum. Hands-free.”

Brad laughed breathlessly, still stroking himself next to me. “No way. You serious?”

I nodded, dizzy, cock throbbing, untouched. “I am fucking leaking”

Cade grabbed my hips tighter, his thrusts getting deeper now, more purposeful, like he was chasing it with me. “Come on, boy,” he growled. “Let me feel it. Fucking cum on me”

I cried out, back arching, the pressure exploding from every angle, Cade’s cock pounding up into my ass, Brad’s cock smearing spit across my cheek, the whole bed shaking under us. It was all too much.

“Fuck, fuck, I....ahhhhh....”

And I came, hard, a thick, blinding release that tore through me. My cock jumped against my stomach, untouched, ropes of cum striping Cade’s chest and pooling across his abs. My thighs trembled. My hole clamped down so tight on Cade he cursed under his breath, grabbing the base of his cock to hold himself back.

Brad moaned low. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

Cade groaned loud. “Fucking tight. Don’t move. I can't hold it longer”

And then he was coming too, balls tightening, hips jerking up as he buried himself deep and filled me. I felt it, hot and thick, flooding me. I whimpered through it, still twitching from aftershocks.

He pulled me down against him, holding me there, panting. “God damn, boy. You milked every drop out of me.”

I could barely speak. “I… holy fuck…”

Brad was still rock hard, breathing heavy, cock twitching. “You two look like a porn painting.”

I turned to him, dazed. “You didn’t come.”

He smirked. “Not yet.”

I climbed off Cade's cock slowly, legs wobbly, thighs soaked with cum. I dropped to my knees in front of Brad.

“Your turn,” I said.

He smiled. “Fuck yeah.”

I wrapped a hand around his cock and sucked him deep, messy and hungry. He groaned instantly, hand in my hair. “That’s it, baby.”

Cade moved beside me now, still breathless but smiling. “Let me help.”

He leaned in and licked the base of Brad’s cock while I sucked the head. Brad’s legs shook.

“Fuck, you two are insane.”

We switched off, mouths trading places, tongue kissing each other across Brad’s shaft. We both licked up his cock, then I took him all the way down while Cade cupped his balls and sucked gently.

Brad’s hand gripped the headboard now, eyes rolling back. “Two mouths on my cock.. Fuckk.. fuckkkkkk... stay right there boys"

He exploded with a groan, shooting hard into my mouth, warm and thick. I swallowed what I could, then let some drip down my chin. Cade leaned in and licked it off, kissing me with it, tongues filthy and tasting like Brad.

The three of us collapsed back onto the bed, bodies tangled, soaked with sweat and cum.

The mattress was half off the frame.

The camera on the tripod shook with every slam of the bed, but stayed upright...barely

Cade was laughing. “We just broke your suite.”

“I don’t care,” I said, breathless.

Brad kissed my shoulder. “We got it all on camera.”

I laughed, exhausted and happy. “Best fucking dessert ever.”

Cade leaned in, hand on my chest. “You boys are trouble. I might have to visit again.”

Brad smiled. “You’re always welcome.”

We lay there in silence for a moment, the room sticky with sex and laughter. The waves from the beach barely audible through the open balcony door.

“Cody,” Cade said, voice soft.

“Yeah?”

“You did so fucking good. Took every inch like you were made for it.”

I smiled, eyes fluttering closed.

“Thanks, Daddy.”

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