Wild Weekend Part 1

Dustin Holloway and Paul Cannon had been stealing glances all weekend, tension simmering like steam from the hot tub. Finally, they strip to their white briefs and slip into the bubbling water. A knowing look passes between them. Their feet brush at the bottom, and their cocks harden, straining against the soaked fabric. Paul, dirty-blond hair slicked back by the heat, leans in and claims Dustin's lips in a fierce kiss. Dustin tugs down Paul's briefs, freeing his rock-hard cock, and swallows the entire shaft in one deep, hungry plunge. Paul sinks deeper into the tub, savoring the underwater rhythm as Dustin's mouth works relentlessly on his throbbing length. Surfacing with a gasp, Dustin turns and spreads his ass, inviting Paul's tongue for a lavish rimming. Paul rises, sliding his slick cock along the cleft of Dustin's perfect cheeks—Dustin aches to feel him inside. They climb out, water streaming from their bodies. Paul stretches out on the lounge chair, and Dustin straddles him, lowering slowly onto that rigid pole. He rides hard, wild, chasing the friction. Paul's heavy balls swing low in the summer warmth, tightening with each pulse of building ecstasy. They flip to missionary, Paul gripping Dustin's cock as he thrusts deep into his hole. The dual assault tips Dustin over the edge—cum erupts across his stomach in thick, glistening pools. Paul follows, unleashing rope after rope that arcs high, splattering Dustin's shoulders in a shattering release.