Spring Break

Kevin Wiles pulls up to Todd's place with Tony in tow, ready to dive into Spring Break's first taste of raw relaxation. The door barely clicks shut before hands roam, mouths crash. They tangle in a frenzy—lips sucking greedily at cocks, tongues tracing veins, hips thrusting deep into willing asses. Kevin drives into Todd while Tony's shaft disappears down Kevin's throat; they rotate, relentless, each man claiming and yielding in slick rhythm. Sweat beads and drips, mingling with the salty spill of cum. By the end, their bodies gleam, slick and spent, in the afterglow of unbridled man-fucking.