Wild Weekend Part 1

The crew lounges around the vacation house by the river, digging into pizza and cold drinks after the long haul up from San Francisco. Ryan Rose turns to the European hunks Brute and Ken Rodeo. 'What made you guys come all this way?' Ken grins. 'We wanted to dive into San Francisco Pride, see what the fuss is about.' Brute chimes in with a wicked smile. 'And shag as many blokes as we can get our hands on.' Ken laughs. 'American guys? They're a challenge—sexually uptight, you know?' The Americans bristle, firing back that they're every bit as liberated as any European. But night falls heavy, and the debate fizzles as everyone crashes into bed. Later, Wesley Woods strips down for sleep when a knock rattles his door. It's Ken, bold as brass. 'I want you to fuck me.' Wesley blinks, caught off guard. 'Straight to the point, huh?' Yet Ken's raw confidence ignites something fierce in him. They crash together in a hungry kiss, lips bruising, tongues tangling. Ken drops to his knees, swallowing Wesley's cock with eager gulps, savoring every inch. They shift into a steamy 69, Wesley burying his face in Ken's firm ass, tongue lapping deep while Ken's mouth works his dick like a pro. Ken strokes himself hard, then straddles Wesley's face, grinding down with desperate moans. 'Fuck, you taste good,' Wesley growls, lost in the salty heat. Wesley reclines against the pillows, and Ken mounts him, sinking onto that thick cock like a seasoned cowboy, hips rolling in a relentless rhythm. They flip to doggy, Wesley gripping Ken's waist and driving in with long, punishing strokes—plunging balls-deep, then pulling out slow, teasing the edge. Ken rolls to his side, clenching tight around Wesley's shaft as he takes it sideways, every thrust pulling gasps from them both. In missionary now, Ken jerks his cock furiously while Wesley pounds into him, building to a shattering peak. Ken erupts first, ropes of creamy load splattering his stomach in hot pulses. Wesley pulls out, fisting his dick until he unloads into Ken's waiting mouth, cum dripping down his chin like forbidden nectar. He leans in, kissing deep to taste his own release on Ken's lips, salty and shared.