Buddy System

Devin Franco pumps iron in the gym, sweat tracing rivulets down his chiseled frame. Nikko Russo locks eyes on him, their stares igniting like flint on steel. Workouts forgotten, tension coils tight. Devin breaks first, flashing a sly grin as he asks Nikko to spot him. He peels off his shirt, revealing a torso flushed and gleaming. Nikko's hands glide over the slick, pumped muscles, sealing their silent pact with a firm rubdown. Heat surges through Devin; he spins around, gaze dropping to the unmistakable bulge straining Nikko's shorts. No letdown there—a massive, uncut cock throbs, begging for freedom. Devin dives in without pause, lips parting wide to swallow it whole. Nikko thrusts deep, claiming Devin's eager mouth. Pace quickens; he reams that face, throat-fucking with raw intent. Spit ropes cascade from Devin's lips, drenching Nikko's thick shaft and heavy, full balls. Horniness boils over in Nikko—he craves his workout partner's flavor. Dropping to his knees, he engulfs Devin's vein-ridged dick, throat taking every inch while his fist pumps his own girth. Nikko's hot mouth works magic, suction pulling moans from Devin. A few final, urgent strokes and Devin erupts, cum splattering Nikko's tongue before dripping to the floor. Nikko laps it greedily, savoring the salty rush. That taste flips his switch; he rises, unleashing ropes of cum across Devin's waiting, ravenous face.