Just Sex

Roman Todd stands under the steaming spray, soap suds clinging to his chiseled frame, his cock rigid and pulsing. Chris Damned pushes open the door, eyes locking on that drenched, god-like body. Temptation wins. Still fully clothed, Chris steps into the cascade, hands roaming Roman's slick skin, tracing every ridge and curve. He peels off his soaked shirt and pants, slow and deliberate, as Roman drops to his knees. Roman's mouth engulfs Chris's thick eight inches, taking it all, throat working hungrily. They tumble to the bed. Roman buries his face in the sheets, ass up. Chris spits on that glistening hole and thrusts in raw, barebacking deep. Roman moans loud, the sound raw and desperate, as Chris's massive XL cock wrecks him. Roman flips onto his back, muscles taut. He strokes himself to climax, ropes of hot jizz splattering his torso. Chris pulls out, grunting, and unloads his own thick seed onto the glistening mess, leaving Roman utterly spent and coated.