Casual Connections

Cade Maddox stands naked before the mirror, razor gliding over his jaw. Damon Heart slips in, fingers tracing the hard ridges of Cade's sculpted chest and abs. He drops low, tongue trailing fire down Cade's torso until his knees hit the floor. Damon spins Cade around. That massive cock waits, throbbing. He parts his lips and swallows it whole—down to the root, no pause. Damon savors the stretch, the pulse against his throat, until he's drunk on it. He rises, grabs Cade's hand, pulls him to the bed. Bends over, ass presented like an invitation. Cade kneels, tongue plunging into Damon's raw, twitching hole—lapping, circling, priming it with slick heat. Damon begs for the real thing. Cade rises, grips his bare shaft, and thrusts deep into that greedy warmth. Damon twists back, lips crashing against Cade's in a hungry kiss. Cade shoves his head down, drives harder, claiming every inch. Damon craves the limit. He climbs atop the muscled beast, sinks onto that thick rod bareback, riding with fierce rhythm. His fist pumps his own cock in sync, chasing the burn. To take it all, Damon flips onto his back, legs hoisted high, surrendering to Cade's relentless pounding against his prostate. Cade stretches him wide, unyielding. Damon erupts—thick ropes splattering his abs like a badge of surrender. The sight tips Cade. He pulls out, floods Damon's spent hole with hot cum, then slides back in, sealing the claim.