Bounce

In the dim glow of the dungeon, Jackson Price drops to his knees before Buck Meadows. His fingers work swiftly, unleashing Buck's massive uncut cock from its tight prison. Jackson swallows it whole, throat stretching around the thick shaft, his expert rhythm drawing guttural moans from Buck, who growls encouragement like a man starved. Buck's hunger surges. He hauls Jackson upright and secures him in the sling, ropes biting into skin just enough to thrill. Buck's mouth claims Jackson's rigid cock, sucking with fierce intent, tongue swirling the head until Jackson arches. Then Buck dips lower, his tongue circling Jackson's tight, puckered hole, probing and relaxing it with slick, insistent laps. The young stud gasps, body yielding. Buck readies him now for the onslaught—a parade of toys plunging deep, stretching and stuffing that eager ass in a symphony of packed fullness and throbbing cock worship, each thrust a wicked promise of more.