As they caught their breath, Riley turned to face Daevon, a mixture of gratitude and confusion in his eyes. "Thank you...but what do we do now?" he asked softly. "I mean, about all this? About us?"

Daevon smiled gently at him. "We keep going like this until things get better for both of us," he replied, running a hand through Riley's sweaty hair. "And in the meantime...we help each other out."

"Really?" Riley's eyes widened in surprise, but there was also a spark of hope in them. "You mean it?"

Daevon nodded slowly. "Yeah...I think I do," he admitted, hesitantly leaning in to kiss his friend on the lips this time. As their lips met, Riley felt a surge of emotion well up inside him: relief, happiness, and maybe even love.

"God..." He groans, arching his back as you continue to pump your seed into him. "So full..." His fingers dig into the couch cushions, trying to find purchase as he's overwhelmed by sensation. "I can't... breathe..."

"Fuck... Khan..." He moans, his voice barely audible above the wet slapping sounds of your cock plunging in and out of him. "I never knew..." His body shudders as he feels you pulse inside him, filling him with your hot cum.