The Other Side Of Aspen V

Jimmy McGuire sneaks a glance into the cabin that's his for the night. There, Eric Leneau kneels before muscle-god Matthew Rush, worshipping him like a devoted acolyte. Unseen, Jimmy's lips curve into a sly smile. Eric's tongue traces a reverent path down Matthew's swollen torso, aiming straight for the rigid bulge straining against those crisp white briefs. With a flick, the fabric parts. Matthew's iron-hard cock springs free, twitching under Eric's expert lips. Matthew eases back, surrendering to the pleasure, as Eric's eager mouth devours him—gliding from throbbing tip along the thick shaft, over those heavy balls, and deep into the warm crease of Matthew's tight, pink hole. Then Matthew flips the script, his skilled tongue and lips claiming Eric's uncut erection, rock-solid and pulsing, along with those plump, swaying balls. Soon enough, Matthew positions himself, parting Eric's desperate hole with his own throbbing length. He thrusts in with raw hunger, pounding deep, lost in lust's wild rhythm. At last, they shatter—hot jets of release splattering across their bronzed, chiseled stomachs.