Diary of a Sex Addict

Devin Franco sits at his desk, horned up and scrolling through porn on his screen. The office hums around him, but he ignores it. No quick jerk-off will do. He shuts down his computer, grabs his keys, and heads out to hunt for an apartment with real estate agent Mateo Fernandez. The tour begins in a sleek, empty condo, sunlight slanting through tall windows. Devin eyes Mateo's broad shoulders and tight pants. He steps closer, hand brushing the agent's bulge. Mateo doesn't pull away. He leans in. Their lips crash together, hot and urgent. Devin drops to his knees, the carpet rough under him. He unzips Mateo, frees that massive, uncut cock—thick, veined, begging for attention. Devin's mouth engulfs it, lips stretching wide. He works it down to the base, throat opening like a velvet vice, saliva slicking the shaft. Both cocks throb hard now, straining against fabric and air. Devin craves more. He bends over the kitchen counter, ass presented. Mateo's tongue dives in, rimming deep, loosening the tight ring with wet, circling laps. Satisfied, Mateo rises behind him, grips Devin's hips. He slides that monster dick inside—slow at first, then burying deep. Thrusts build, pounding Devin's hungry hole. Mateo grunts low with each slam, sweat beading on his chest. Devin's ass clenches, greedy for every inch. But he needs it deeper. He rolls onto his back on the cool tile floor, legs spread wide. Mateo mounts him, pumps harder, relentless. Balls slap against skin. Finally, Mateo pulls out. Cum erupts from his throbbing tip, ropes spilling down the shaft, pooling hot into Devin's open hole. Filled to the brim, Devin strokes himself. His own load arcs out, splattering his abs and chest in sticky white triumph.