The New Breed

Wes Cole, ravenous for cock, flips through the classifieds and summons a night of raw heat. Jeff Porter arrives, his legendary 'Dick of Death' promising oblivion. They collide in a frenzy—bodies slick, breaths ragged. Wes grips those hips, urging deeper, as Porter thrusts with merciless rhythm, pounding until they both erupt in thick, shuddering loads. Sweat cools on their skin. A crisp hundred-dollar bill changes hands. Baby-faced Porter straightens his shirt and heads out, already late for the next eager mark.