Nothing could be as powerful an aphrodisiac as hearing Emcee cry out like that, feeling his whole body spasm. Jay falls a moment later, holding Emcee tight against him as he spills. His own moan an echo of Emcee's.

He falls forward, catching himself on one hand on the edge of the spa, the other still tightly wrap around Emcee's cock, skin pressed to sweat-slick skin.