White Hot

Brandon Lewis breaks the surface, gasping for air, his muscled boyfriend John Magnum surging up right behind him. They know each other's rhythms intimately, bodies colliding in a heated tangle of limbs and desire. Flesh yields to flesh; they drown in the raw press of skin on skin. John's hand dives low, seizing Brandon's cock and balls, yanking them free from the clingy grip of his tighty-whities. He devours the swollen shaft, letting it plunge deep into his throat, lips sealed tight around the pulsing heat. Brandon strips away John's briefs in one swift tug, fingers greedy for that perfect bubble butt and the tight pucker beneath. He kneads and probes while he waits, eyes locked on the prize. His turn comes, and he attacks with abandon, nearly choking on John's thick girth as it stretches his mouth wide. Then he dives lower, tongue lashing John's ass, slicking the sweet ring for the wild pounding to come—a frenzy of thrusts he's already craving. John drops to his knees, rump arched high and vulnerable, begging for the storm. Brandon charges in, slamming his cock deep into that yielding crevice, burying himself to the hilt. They flip the script; John takes over, driving into Brandon's ass with equal fury, matching every savage push and pull. Brandon erupts first, ropes of cum splattering across his own chest in hot bursts. John follows, unleashing his load in a sticky flood over his spent lover's body.