Service Me!

Casey Jacks summons plumber JJ Knight to tame a stubborn leak in his dishwasher. JJ peers inside and spots the culprit: a massive manrammer dildo jammed deep in the works. He chuckles at its girth, eyes gleaming. 'That's one hell of a toy,' JJ says, voice low and teasing. 'But I can give you the real deal—bigger, better.' Casey doesn't pull away. Instead, his gaze lingers, hungry. JJ unzips, unleashing his thick ten-inch cock. Casey drops to his knees, lips parting to swallow it whole. He works every veined inch, tongue swirling, throat relaxing to take it all. But it's not enough. Craving deeper fire, Casey hoists one leg onto the kitchen counter, baring his tight crack. JJ dives in, tongue lapping greedily at the puckered rim, then slipping fingers inside to stretch and tease. He alternates, building the heat until Casey's hole pulses, slick and eager for the main event. Satisfied, JJ grips his shaft and thrusts forward, burying himself balls-deep in Casey's ass. Casey gasps, then demands more—deeper. He scrambles onto the countertop, ass up on all fours, inviting the pounding. JJ slams in from behind, hips snapping with raw power, skin slapping skin. Still insatiable, Casey flips onto his back, one hand fisting his own throbbing cock as JJ drives relentlessly into him. The rhythm builds, fierce and unyielding. JJ's cock stretches him wide, hitting that sweet spot until Casey shudders, his load spilling hot across his smooth abs in thick ropes. The sight—Casey splayed out, glistening with his own cum—tips JJ over the edge. He pulls out and erupts, painting the stud's face with pulse after pulse of warm jizz.