XXX-Fit

Alexander Mueller pumps iron beside Roman Todd at the gym, his gaze lingering hungrily on the sculpted muscle hunk. Sweat glistens on Roman's skin, drawing Alexander's eyes like a siren's call. When Roman asks for a spot on the bench press, Alexander steps up fast, but his raging hard-on betrays him, bulging insistently against his shorts. Roman's smirk fades into something raw; he relents at last, dropping to his knees and opening wide to swallow Alexander down his eager throat, lips stretching around the throbbing length. Craving a taste of his workout partner, Alexander urges Roman back onto the bench. The hung stud kneels, savoring every inch of Roman's swollen meat, tongue tracing veins with deliberate slowness. He works lower, drawn to the firm curve of Roman's ass—succulent and inviting. Alexander dives in deep, his tongue probing and circling the tight hole, lapping with fervor until Roman's moans signal he's primed, body quivering for more. Roman positions himself, sinking down onto Alexander's hard, uncut dick, riding it with steady, rhythmic thrusts. But he craves deeper—hops off and bends over the bench, offering himself fully. Alexander grips those hips and pounds from behind, doggie-style fury building, his smooth frame slamming home until the edge sharpens, release hovering close. He needs to watch Roman's face twist in pleasure, so they shift once more. Roman rolls onto his back, legs spread wide, granting Alexander a full view of his ripped physique—abs etched like marble. Alexander drives in, pounding that ass with relentless force. Roman arches, shooting ropes of cum across his rippled stomach, the sight tipping Alexander over. He pulls out, unleashing a massive load that paints Roman's hard chest in hot, sticky streams.