Tales From The Locker Room 2

The men's locker room hangs heavy with the scent of ripe cocks. Jake Waters and Isaac X draw the short straw, scrubbing it clean. Jake can't focus—those used jockstraps litter the benches, tempting him like forbidden fruit. Isaac notices, grins, and peels off his own sweat-soaked jock. 'Try this,' he says, dangling it under Jake's nose. Jake breathes deep, the raw musk from Isaac's crotch flooding his senses. That's it. He shucks his shorts, unleashing his own bulging jock, then bends over, baring his smooth, eager hole for his sweaty fuck buddy. Isaac strips bare, the air thick with their heat. He slides in raw, pumping in and out of Jake's tight ass with steady, relentless rhythm. Jake grips his XL cock, stroking it furiously as it strains against the bright red fabric. A few more bareback thrusts, deep and demanding, and they shatter—streams of hot seed erupting all over Jake's skin. They grab Jake's used jockstrap, wiping up the sticky mess in lazy swipes.