Big Load Movers

After hours of hauling boxes in the stifling warehouse heat, Jim Fit craves release. He slips into the men's room, hand already working his zipper, ready to bust a nut quick and dirty. But Colby Melvin bursts in, catching him mid-stroke. Jim doesn't flinch—instead, he drops to his knees, choking on Colby's thick, hardening cock with eager gulps. Still in the echoing public stall, Jim grips the cold toilet rim for balance. Colby dives in, face buried between those smooth, sweat-slick cheeks, then thrusts deep, bare and unrelenting into Jim's tight hole. As he pumps with steady rhythm, Colby's hand snakes around, stroking Jim's leaking shaft. He scoops up the excessive precum dripping from Jim's tip and feeds it back to him, a salty tease on his tongue. Pinning Jim against the urinal now, Colby drills harder. Jim's moans bounce off the tiles, raw and unrestrained, until he erupts—ropes of cum splattering the grimy floor in hot bursts. Moments later, Jim sinks to his knees amid his own mess, mouth wide. Colby unloads, painting his face with thick spurts, marking the finish.