Huge #2

Doug Miller bursts through the door, fresh from his workout, muscles slick with sweat and craving the cool rush of a shower. But there, sprawled on Doug's own bed, sits his roommate Chuck Powell—shorts yanked down to his thighs, hands fisted tight around his throbbing cock. The room crackles with raw, unspoken hunger. Their gazes lock, mirroring the secrets they've buried deep. Cocks swell and stiffen in unison, pulsing with savage heat. Chuck leans in, his tongue tracing salty trails across Doug's pumped pecs and rippling abs, savoring every glistening drop. They drop to the bed in a tangle, mouths engulfing each other—cocks and balls devoured in a fierce sixty-nine, chasing the edge of ecstasy. Chuck's lips part Doug's firm cheeks, his tongue plunging into that virgin asshole, lapping at its pristine tightness with greedy laps. He coats it slick with spit, a relentless stream to ease the way. Then comes the finger, sliding deep into the scorching grip, stretching and priming it for the brutal thrust of Chuck's massive, ass-wrecking cock.