Work It Up

Devin Franco steps into the office, only to stumble upon Pierce Paris mid-stream at the urinal. Heat floods Devin's cheeks—embarrassment warring with raw awe at the sheer size of Pierce's cock. He drops into a chair at the conference table, waiting as his coworker finishes up. Words tumble out in apology, but Devin spots the telltale bulge straining against Pierce's jeans. No shame there. A sly smile curves Devin's lips. He reaches out, fingers deft on the buttons, freeing that massive length. No hesitation—he dives in, slurping it down with greedy hunger. He doesn't neglect those heavy balls, lavishing them with his tongue amid the wet, rhythmic suction. Pierce, pulse quickening, deems it time to prime the pump. He bends Devin over the table, spreads him wide, and laps at that fuzzy hole with deliberate strokes. Devin savors every flick, every swirl, body arched in delight. He holds the pose, eager for Pierce's thick intrusion. The stretch comes fierce, a delicious burn as Pierce pounds in deep. Devin takes it all, champion through the rough rhythm, each slamming thrust pulling a loud, lusty moan from his throat. He flips onto his back, pinching his nipples hard while Pierce gapes him wider, relentless. Craving more heat, Devin swings astride that girthy meat one final time, riding with abandon until ecstasy crashes over him. He unloads in hot ropes across Pierce's smooth abs. The sticky sight tips Pierce over the edge. He surges forward, pumping his thick load straight into Devin's open, waiting mouth.