Califuckinfornia

Josh Moore and Dan Saxon, road trip companions with clashing views on fleeting hookups, roll into a dusty gas station to top off their van's tank. Josh ducks into the bathroom first, where Dakota Payne—a sly, eager cocksucker—cruises the urinals, flashing his thick, waving boner like a siren's call. Josh catches the sight, heart racing, and bolts back to the pump, cheeks flushed. Dan saunters in next, in no rush, eyes lighting on Dakota and the shadowed glory hole stall beyond. Never one to dodge a warm mouth or a quick thrill, Dan slides his girthy, uncut cock through the hole, veins pulsing with promise. Dakota lunges, devouring Dan's meat in a messy frenzy—sloppy sucks, drool cascading down his chin, lips stretched wide. Outside, Josh drums fingers on the wheel, patience fraying in the sweltering van. Dan slips into the stall, gripping Dakota's head to plunge deeper, fucking his face and throat with raw rhythm. Then hunky Dick Dawson strides in, claiming the other hole, feeding Dakota the massive cock this trashy toilet fiend hungers for—two rods now, stuffing him full. Dan pulls back at last, erupting in a thick glaze across Dakota's sweet face, splattering right in his eye, before zipping up and striding out. He leaves Dakota to finish polishing Dick's dick, sliding back into the van as Josh shoots him a glare.