Buddy System

Skyy Knox guides Nikko Russo through his sleek house with a casual swagger, ending the tour in the dim glow of the bedroom. 'Let me snap some hot shots for your dating apps,' Skyy suggests, his voice laced with mischief. Nikko obliges, unzipping to reveal his thick cock. But the camera stays forgotten—Skyy drops to his knees, wrapping his lips around that heavy shaft. He swallows it whole, throat working greedily, until Nikko stands rigid, pulsing with need. Skyy feels the shift, the raw hunger building. He bends over the bed, offering his ass like a whispered invitation. Nikko dives in, tongue probing deep, slick and insistent, loosening every tight ring until Skyy quivers, ready. Then Skyy climbs on, impaling himself on that rigid length. He rides with fierce rhythm—up and down, grinding slow then slamming hard—savoring every thick inch stretching him wide. Nikko grips his hips, sensing Skyy's depths can take more. He flips Skyy over the edge, pile-driving down with brutal precision. Balls slap against skin as Nikko thrusts balls-deep, pounding relentlessly. Skyy gasps, begging for it deeper, harder—'Fuck, yes, wreck me.' Skyy rolls onto his back for the final surge, voice breaking as he demands, 'Slam me with that big dick.' Nikko obeys, reaming him raw, bodies locked in a frenzy of sweat and surrender.