Colby Taylor pushes through the dim haze of the seedy sex club, his gaze locking onto Roman Heart across the shadowed room. Sparks ignite between them—raw, electric. The two studs collide in a frenzy of hunger, lips crashing, hands roaming with urgent greed. Colby pins Roman against the sticky wall, grinding hard, their cocks straining against denim before ripping free. Roman drops to his knees, swallowing Colby deep, throat working with slick determination while Colby grips his hair and thrusts. They switch, bodies slick with sweat, fucking with abandon—Roman bending Colby over a worn bench, pounding in relentless rhythm, moans echoing off the graffiti-scarred walls. In the hazy background, Tony Bishop lounges against a pillar, fist pumping his thick shaft in slow, teasing strokes. Blu Kennedy kneels nearby, lips wrapped around his own swollen meat, sucking hungrily as his eyes devour the main show. Troy Apollo and Justin Gemineye huddle close, hands blurring on each other's rigid lengths, trading sloppy kisses and mutual jerks, their breaths ragged amid the club's pulsing heat.
Colby Taylor pushes through the dim haze of the seedy sex club, his gaze locking onto Roman Heart across the shadowed room. Sparks ignite between them—raw, electric. The two studs collide in a frenzy of hunger, lips crashing, hands roaming with urgent greed. Colby pins Roman against the sticky wall, grinding hard, their cocks straining against denim before ripping free. Roman drops to his knees, swallowing Colby deep, throat working with slick determination while Colby grips his hair and thrusts. They switch, bodies slick with sweat, fucking with abandon—Roman bending Colby over a worn bench, pounding in relentless rhythm, moans echoing off the graffiti-scarred walls. In the hazy background, Tony Bishop lounges against a pillar, fist pumping his thick shaft in slow, teasing strokes. Blu Kennedy kneels nearby, lips wrapped around his own swollen meat, sucking hungrily as his eyes devour the main show. Troy Apollo and Justin Gemineye huddle close, hands blurring on each other's rigid lengths, trading sloppy kisses and mutual jerks, their breaths ragged amid the club's pulsing heat.
