Big Delivery

Bill Marlowe and Troy Hunter step through the door, spotting the package from JOCKS Athletics Company right away. They both itch to pop in that video, but their hands find each other first, pulling shirts off in a rush of heat. Troy drops to his knees without a word, wrapping his lips around Bill's cock. He savors every inch as it swells thick and hard against his tongue, drawing out low moans from deep in Bill's chest. What starts as a tease explodes into a frenzy—mouths devouring dicks, tongues plunging into asses, both men growling like beasts starved for flesh. The air thickens with their sweat and need. Troy breaks first, begging Bill to claim him, his voice raw and desperate. Bill doesn't hesitate. He lines up that massive shaft and drives it deep into Troy's tight hole, stretching him wide with a single, relentless push. Thrust after powerful thrust turns fantasy to fire, their bodies slamming together, slick and synced like pistons in a machine built for speed. Bill pounds Troy's ass raw, the rhythm building to a breaking point. He can't hold back—yanks out of that battered warmth and unleashes his load in thick, pulsing ropes. Troy watches it spill, and his own cock erupts right then, painting the floor in hot surrender.