Garrett's pleasure nearly overwhelms him, the tension making him nearly see stars. As he nears his orgasm, he keeps going fast and hard, fucking himself onto Owen's cock, the thickness of him stretching those tighter muscles even more, squeezed taut by how clenched Garrett's ass is.

"Oh shit," he groans, head falling back, hips snapping up harder, faster, rhythm more desperate. He grabs Garrett's ass tightly, spreading him wide, even though it doesn't change much when he's this tight around him. "Shit, your ass, hah-- feels so good, gonna come in you--"

He doesn't manage anything coherent after that, just grunts and gasps as he keeps up the same rough, desperate pace, pounding hard and deep into Garrett's tight ass. He comes with a loud, deep growl, head falling back and mouth hanging open, spilling his load as deep as he can reach in Garrett's ass, urging Garrett to keep up the same fast pace so he can milk him to the last drop while he's still inside.