Zack & Jack Make A Porno

Pierce Paris and Quin Quire, old fuck buddies from wilder days, cross paths on the set of Zack and Jack's latest porno. Quin's behind the camera, steady and sharp, while Pierce steps into the lights for his debut as a porn star. Amid the bustle, they slip away for a stolen moment, ducking into a dim storage space thick with forgotten props and the scent of dust. Words tumble out—memories of tangled sheets and breathless nights—igniting a fire neither can ignore. Quin drops to his knees first, eyes locked on Pierce's hardening cock. He takes it deep, gagging as it stretches his throat tight. No hesitation; Quin's ready to swallow every inch, determined to feel Pierce claim him again. Pierce watches, pulse racing, then pulls Quin up and flips the script. He sinks to the floor, mouth watering for Quin's big, thick shaft. Quin grips his head and thrusts, face-fucking him with raw hunger until Pierce's lips glisten. Enough teasing. Quin straddles Pierce's face, lowering his ass onto that eager tongue. Pierce rims him slow at first, then fierce, lapping and probing until Quin's hole quivers and their breaths turn ragged. They can't wait anymore. Quin mounts Pierce's dick, riding it with urgent bounces that spread him wide, his ass clenching like a velvet vice. Pierce flips him onto his back, pounding deep and relentless, hips slamming in a rhythm that builds like a storm. That's the spark—Quin arches, his body heaving as he shoots ropes of cum across his own chest, hot and sticky. Still trembling, he begs for more: Pierce's load down his throat. Pierce doesn't hesitate after that perfect, gripping ass. He kneels over Quin's open mouth and unleashes a flood, filling it until it spills over. Sated and smirking, the two studs straighten up, sealing their secret from the oblivious cast and crew.