Outta The Park!

Rooney Marx, the star baseball player, pumps iron in the empty gym, sweat tracing lines down his chiseled frame. Papi Suave, die-hard fan with a killer smile, sidles up and asks for a selfie. The camera flashes, but Papi arches his back, offering up his firm ass like a siren's call. Rooney grins, hooks his fingers into Papi's waistband, and dives in. His tongue laps at that succulent hole, teasing the tight ring with slow, deliberate strokes. Rooney could worship it all day, savoring the musky heat, but Papi growls for more—demands that thick, raw dick. Rooney stands, cock throbbing, veins pulsing like ropes under silk. Papi drops to his knees, wraps his lips around the head, and takes it deep. Sloppy, relentless, he bobs with a rhythm that steals Rooney's breath. Balls-deep now, Papi's throat bulges, spit cascading from his beard in glistening rivers, soaking his bare chest. It's the best head of his life, a filthy symphony of slurps and moans. Rooney craves that ass clenching around him. He spins Papi, bends him over the bench, and slides in bare—deep, unyielding. Papi's muscle-stud body yields, his screams echoing demands for harder thrusts. Rooney pounds away, each slam stretching him wider, owning every inch. Papi flips onto his back, legs spread wide, eyes locked on Rooney's powerful form looming above. The pro athlete drives in again, hips snapping with precision, sweat-slick skin slapping skin. Papi's ripped abs tense; he blasts his load in thick ropes across them, body shuddering. Rooney pulls out, strokes once, twice, and unloads over Papi's well-fucked hole—hot spurts painting the pink flesh. Then he pushes back in, fucking his own jizz deeper, sealing the raw connection with one final, triumphant grind.