Wild Weekend Part 2

Back from their wild escapade at the Russian River, the guys settle into San Francisco's pulse, ready for Pride's electric chaos. JJ Knight brews his morning coffee, the steam curling like a lover's breath. He sinks onto the couch. Ken Rodeo sprawls asleep on the living room floor, his bare ass a tempting curve that sends a twitch straight to JJ's groin. Ken stirs, rolls over, eyes fluttering open. A sly grin spreads as he crawls forward and engulfs JJ's enormous cock, swallowing it down with greedy ease. He springs onto the couch, knees digging into cushions, cheeks parting wide. 'Tongue first,' he murmurs, voice husky. JJ obliges, lapping and probing until Ken's hole gleams wet with spit. Hungry now, Ken begs for more. JJ's massive shaft stretches him open as Ken eases down, inch by throbbing inch. Ken's back arches like a bowstring, his tight ass cheeks quivering with each fierce bounce. They grind the couch to exhaustion. Ken drops to the floor, reclines, hooks a leg over JJ's shoulder. JJ plunges back in, hips snapping with relentless, deep thrusts that shake the room. Ken's hand flies over his own cock, stroking furiously until ropes of cum erupt across his sleek chest. He rises to his knees, mouth agape, offering his face. JJ unloads—thick, white blasts splattering Ken's stubbled chin in a sticky masterpiece. Ken claims JJ's cock, sucking the last pulses clean as JJ exhales a deep, contented groan.