Happy Campers
26:17
Aug 28, 2026
Jax Callahan would rather fuck than fish. He drops his rod in the grass, grabs Felix by the hair, and feeds him every inch until the younger man’s throat works around him in wet, hungry pulls. When the creek water laps at their calves, Jax bends him over a flat boulder, spits on that tight ring, and works two fingers inside. Felix moans, pushes back, takes them to the knuckle. They don’t hide. Jax peels his shirt off, chest gleaming, and sinks bare into Felix in one long stroke. He fucks him standing, then on the rock, then with Felix’s legs hooked over his forearms, every thrust slapping skin loud enough to carry across the water. When he’s ready, Jax pulls out, jerks once, twice, and paints thick ropes across Felix’s stomach and balls, the sun catching every drop.
Happy Campers
26:17
Aug 28, 2026
Jax Callahan would rather fuck than fish. He drops his rod in the grass, grabs Felix by the hair, and feeds him every inch until the younger man’s throat works around him in wet, hungry pulls. When the creek water laps at their calves, Jax bends him over a flat boulder, spits on that tight ring, and works two fingers inside. Felix moans, pushes back, takes them to the knuckle. They don’t hide. Jax peels his shirt off, chest gleaming, and sinks bare into Felix in one long stroke. He fucks him standing, then on the rock, then with Felix’s legs hooked over his forearms, every thrust slapping skin loud enough to carry across the water. When he’s ready, Jax pulls out, jerks once, twice, and paints thick ropes across Felix’s stomach and balls, the sun catching every drop.
