Spokes - Enhanced

Pete Gable steps into the dim light, his secret bared to the pack of lust-fueled bikers. He wastes no time, pulling the eager bottom, Mark Hunter, into a forgotten stall. The air thickens with raw need. Mark drops to his knees, lips parting to swallow Pete's thick cock, tongue swirling with practiced hunger. He reaches up, fingers pinching and twisting Pete's nipples until they harden like bullets. Pete groans, the sensation electric. Mark rises then, eyes locked on Pete's, and lowers himself onto that mammoth prick—inch by relentless inch, stretching wide, taking it all. Pete thrusts up, hard and deep, hips slamming in rhythm. The stall echoes with their grunts. Pete unloads first, pumping hot seed into Mark's depths. Mark follows, hand flying over his own shaft, spurting a thick, white stream across Pete's chest.