Deep Release

In the serene hush of a white-washed room, Sean Zevran stretches out facedown on the massage table, his body humming with anticipation for Brandon Rivers's skilled hands. Brandon pours oil over Sean's broad, muscled back, fingers gliding from tense shoulders to the firm curve of his perfect, round ass. Sean flips over, his massive erection springing free, thick and throbbing with need. Brandon doesn't pause—he wraps his hand around that hot, rigid length and strokes it slow at first. Then he leans in, lips parting to swallow Sean's cock whole, tongue flicking up to tease the sensitive head. His fist tightens at the base now, syncing sucks with firm pulls in a rhythm that leaves Sean gasping. Sean tugs at Brandon's pants, loosening them just enough to slide a finger into that tight, clenching ass. Brandon shifts, climbing atop Sean's face, and Sean dives in without mercy, tongue plunging deep into the warm, shadowed depths. Sean's hips buck, feeding his cock back into Brandon's willing mouth, while Brandon's hand flies over his own stiff shaft. But Brandon craves more—he wants it raw and full—so he straddles Sean and sinks down onto that huge cock, taking every inch in a slow, intense grind. Sean spreads Brandon's cheeks wide, thrusting up hard, picking up speed until the slap of skin echoes sharp and urgent. They switch, Sean pinning Brandon in missionary, pounding with long, relentless strokes that build like a storm. The pressure shatters Brandon first; he erupts, ropes of thick white cum splattering across his abs. Sean rises to his knees, fisting his cock until he unloads straight into Brandon's open mouth—one final, heavy spurt pooling right at the center of his tongue.