Max In The City

Max Adonis lugs his grocery bags up the steps, pausing at the new neighbor's door. He knocks, and Sky Knox swings it open with a grin. 'Come in,' Sky says, 'check out this view.' They step to the window overlooking the neighborhood. Sky's hand brushes Max's firm ass, squeezing just right. That touch cracks Max's resolve. Their mouths crash together in a fierce kiss, tongues battling for control. Sky's urges surge. He dives into Max's underwear, fingers tangling in the thick, hairy crotch. Max's giant cock throbs free. Sky drops to his knees, wraps his lips around the head, and swallows it whole, throat stretching to take every inch. He sucks with fierce rhythm, tongue swirling, before trailing down to that waiting, hairy hole. His tongue probes deep, rimming with hungry laps. Both men pulse with raging hard-ons. Sky bends Max over the couch, slicks his dick, and slides in slow at first, then pumps hard. He quickens, hips slamming, until Max pants and begs for more, voice raw with need. Max craves his turn. He hops on Sky's massive uncut pole, sinking deep. Each grind from his skilled hole draws moans from Sky, the kind that echo through the room. Sky needs more. He pulls out, stretches back on the couch. 'Fuck me,' he demands. Max obliges, slipping into the tight heat of Sky's ass. He thrusts steady, stretching those muscles wide, pounding until Sky erupts. Cum sprays in thick ropes across his heaving chest and abs. The sight tips Max over. He pulls out and unloads, painting Sky's face and open tongue with his own hot release. Then Max leans in, licks every drop clean from Sky's skin, and feeds it back with a sloppy, sticky kiss. Sky glances outside. 'Fog's rolling in.' Max chuckles. 'Nah, that's just us—steaming up the windows with our heat.'