The Territory

Cole Connor slips into his family home under the cover of night, snatches the deed to 'The Territory,' and bolts. Back with his investor pal Devin Franco, the triumph ignites something feral. They crash onto the kitchen table, lips crashing in a sloppy, wet frenzy. Devin devours Cole's cock, saliva dripping in thick strands, while Cole grips his hair and thrusts deep. The rhythm builds, raw and urgent, until Devin spins onto all fours. Cole dives in, tongue lashing at Devin's tight hole, probing with deep, insistent licks. Fingers join the assault, curling and teasing until Devin shudders, begging for more. Cole climbs aboard the table, his erection rigid and ready. Devin sinks down, bareback, enveloping him in slick heat. He rides with abandon, hips grinding in circles, but the fire pulls them elsewhere. They stumble to the living room, bodies entwined, flipping into a hungry 69. Mouths work feverishly—sucking, slurping, swallowing each other's lengths until throats ache from the fullness. Insatiable, they press on. Devin straddles Cole once more, lowering his ass onto that throbbing meat with a gasp. He bounces wildly, feverish and unyielding, until his legs tremble and collapse. On his back now, Devin spreads wide as Cole plunges deep, stuffing him full with powerful strokes. The pressure builds to a breaking point; Devin erupts, ropes of cum splattering his chest and abs in a sticky mess. Cole pulls out, hand flying over his slick pole. He unleashes a thick, hot load across Devin's face, marking him in victory's glaze. These shadowy developers, deed in hand—will they vanish with the land, or does trouble lurk?