Wet Load

Bo Summers spots Glenn McAllister across the room, and damn, all he registers are those rippling muscles and the massive bulge straining against Glenn's Levi's. Clothes hit the floor in a frenzy. Their bodies collide, slick and urgent. Bo's mouth roams every sculpted inch of Glenn's towering frame—biting shoulders, sucking nipples, licking the salty ridges of his abs. They devour each other like starved beasts, teeth and tongues claiming territory. Bo grips Glenn's hips, thrusts his rigid cock deep into that tight manhole, and pounds away with brutal speed. Glenn flips the script, overpowering his buddy, pinning him down and slamming into his ass with raw power. Sweat sheens their bare skin as they rut on, wild and unbridled, until ecstasy hits. They erupt together, ropes of hot cum splattering everywhere in a sticky, triumphant mess.