Recording had finished an hour earlier, and Tyler Wilde was just shutting the door behind Brett Elston and Henerey Gilbert when he heard the familiar sounds of Disney songs emanating from Chris Antista's bedroom. Though it wasn't out of the norm, the song choice (Reflection, from the Disney classic Mulan) and lonely sobs that could be heard faintly through the door gave Tyler pause. Perhaps it was just the alcohol driving Chris to tears but Mr. Wilde figured it would be better if he checked anyways.
He turned the knob to Chris' room and was not ready for the scene; Chris sat in a Yoga position, legs above his head, licking his own piss-slit and weeping. The sight of Chris' erect phallus gave Tyler a semi, dulled only by the tears and singing Chinese lady. Chris noticed Tyler suddenly and in a moment of panic, fell from his bed to the floor.
"Sorry, I just.. heard crying and Mulan and.. I thought something was wrong. Now that I see what's really going on though, I know there's nothing wrong". Tyler blushed a little and adjusted his stiffening erection, "This is so many kinds of right".
Chris adjusted himself on the floor and sat with his back against his bed. There was something about the goofy look on Chris' face that made Tyler walk towards him, quickly dropping his pants. The music changed from Mulan to There's Something There'from Beauty & The Beast, and there was something there alright - it was Chris' rock hard erection, primed and ready for some sweet, sweet lovin'.
Nothing like this had ever happened between the two roommates but the sudden connection between them was like two magnets, pulled across the galaxy towards each other - except one of the magnets was a diamond-hard cock, and the other was a tight, red, puckered asshole.
The music changed again - this time, it was Steady As the Beating Drum from Pocahontas.
"Go slow", Tyler whispered.
Minutes of jackhammering Tyler turned into hours, as many classic Disney songs trumpeted in the background of their furious pounding.
Tyler felt his orgasm begin to swell as the music changed to Be Prepared (courtesy of The Lion King) and prepared Chris was. Streams of semen painted Chris like the colours of the wind, as Tyler howled with the blue corn moon. Chris' pace didn't slow however and he kept rocking Tyler's world. Chris whistled while he worked over Tyler's white ass - he could feel the love tonight and that love made him feel like Princess Jasmine.
Growing weary, Tyler thought of a good trick to finish Chris off. "May I try something Chris?" he asked, between moans of pleasure. "Be my guest", Antista replied, wiping some sweat from his brow. Suddenly, Tyler jammed a finger into Chris' warm, pink starfish of a butthole. "Jiminy Cricket!" Chris shouted, as the force from the sudden penetration caused him to blast a hot, stinking load into Tyler's now cavernous butt.
"I knew Someday My Prince would Cum", Tyler smiled.
"I think we just discovered A Whole New World… of PLEASURE", replied Chris.
The two buddies high-fived and never spoke of that night again.
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