Wild Ride

Stefan Toth and Andrew Dombovari tumble through the room, all rough play and heated grins. They grab at each other, hands bold on swelling crotches, squeezing and kneading with a hunger that builds like a storm. Fingers press firm, teasing the hard lines beneath fabric, until clothes hit the floor in a careless heap. Stefan drops first, lips wrapping around Andrew's thick cock, sucking deep with a rhythm that pulls moans from low in Andrew's throat. Andrew counters, tongue tracing Stefan's length before taking him in, wet and insistent. They shift, bodies twisting—now Andrew spreads Stefan wide, rimming him slow at first, then fervent, tongue plunging into that tight heat. Stefan groans, arches. He flips the script, pinning Andrew down. His cock pushes in, steady and deep, pounding with thrusts that slap skin to skin. Andrew bucks back, chasing the fire. It hits them hard—orgasms ripping through, Stefan spilling inside as Andrew's release pulses hot across his own belly, both men shattered and spent in the afterglow.