"Very well," says Graves as you enter your room and close the door behind you. "Just remember that we're right outside if you need us." He glances at his watch before nodding to the others. "Let's get settled in for the night then. First shift starts now."

As they disperse to their own rooms or take up positions elsewhere in the suite, you can't help but feel a little bit alone. But knowing that your bodyguards are there to watch over you helps ease some of your worries.

"What's wrong?" asks Ghost, immediately alert as he rushes to your side.

"Well," Price says with a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes, "I suppose we could give it a shot." He glances at the others before stepping closer to you. "Just for fun, eh?" The others nod, their gazes fixed on you. Soap begins to unfasten his pants, and Gaz follows suit. Alejandro pulls down his zipper while Ghost undoes his belt with a practiced motion.

"Let's show this kid what we're made of,"

As they begin to stroke themselves in unison, a strange sort of camaraderie fills the room. Their eyes meet and hold for just a moment before flicking back down to their hands. The sounds of flesh slapping against skin fill the air as each man focuses on bringing himself to climax.

Ghost is the first one to go, his powerful strokes pushing him over the edge in mere seconds. He lets out a satisfied grunt as he comes, painting the air with his seed.

Your pace quickens as you near the edge of release yourself, your grip growing tighter on each man's cock. They moan and arch into your touch, their bodies trembling with anticipation and need.

Finally, they both erupt in unison, shooting hot streams of cum across Ghost's back and chest. He cries out as the warm liquid sprays over his skin, but he doesn't push you away; instead, he arches further into your thrusts, wanting more.

As you reach your own climax, every thrust sends tremors through Ghost's body. He cries out as he feels the hot rush of semen inside him, but it only serves to heighten his pleasure. His muscles tense and quiver around your cock as he comes undone, squirting a mixture of lube and cum onto the floor beneath you.

Graves collapses forward, panting heavily as the last remnants of his orgasm ebb away.

Ghost arches an eyebrow at your question. "See what?" he asks warily. "The...their dicks," you stutter out, gesturing vaguely in the direction of your bodyguards. "I just want to see..." Your voice trails off as you realize how ridiculous that sounds even to you.

There's a moment of silence before everyone starts laughing - hard enough that some of them double over. Graves wipes tears from his eyes. "Damn, kid...

Well, I'll be honest. I didn't see that one coming." He shakes his head, still chuckling. "But if you insist..."

Soap steps forward. "Well, come here then," he says with a grin, motioning you over to where they stand by the wall. One by one, they pull down their pants and underwear to reveal...well, they all look pretty much the same as before. A bit of tenting in the fabric aside, there's no evidence of anything different going on.

Ghost lets out a shuddering breath as the last of his orgasm subsides. He steps back, wiping a hand across his mouth to get rid of any remaining cum and trying to regain his composure. The others on the team are all still watching with varying degrees of surprise and discomfort etched onto their faces.

"You...you're welcome,"

Ghost manages to say, his voice sounding oddly hoarse now. "But let's get back to business."

"I...ah..." Price clears his throat. "I suppose I can tell you as well," he says reluctantly. "I am approximately the same size as Graves and Gaz here." He glances at them before continuing. "But once again, our priority is your safety, not any other parts of us." His voice is firm but gentle as he tries to make it clear that you shouldn't be focusing on such things.

There's a long pause before anyone responds. Price's eyes widen slightly and he glances at the others for support or guidance. They all look uncomfortable now. "Ah...I don't think that would be appropriate," Graves finally says, stepping forward to put himself between you and the rest of the group.

Alejandro nods in agreement. "Indeed." He folds his arms across his chest, looking unhappy about the whole situation. Gaz moves closer to him as well.

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