Open Season

Rick locked eyes with Phillip the moment he stepped into the room, fresh from Los Angeles. Desire hit him like a spark— he knew, deep down, their bodies would tangle in exquisite ecstasy. Phillip had a lover, sure, but that didn't stop Rick. He craved him, just for one scorching afternoon of raw pleasure. Phillip surrendered without a fight, his resistance melting away. They dove in wild, mouths hungry. Rick's lips wrapped around Phillip's shaft, sucking deep and fierce, tongue swirling with relentless heat. He dropped lower, rimming that tight hole, lapping and probing until Phillip bucked, both men teetering on the edge of madness, breaths ragged and uncontrolled. Then Rick flipped, offering his smooth, young blond ass—firm and inviting. Phillip's thick eight-inch cock plunged in hard, stretching and claiming every inch. They gripped tight, thrusting with abandon, refusing to let go until every last shudder wracked their sweat-slicked frames.