All Night Long

Tony Idol serves with a wicked gleam, bending his brawn to please. Brawny Brant James lounges as the favored guest, eyes locked on Tony's muscular frame. Tony peels away his clothes, spreads his legs wide, and offers that tight, inviting hole. Hunger builds. Tony dives in, wrapping his lips around Brant's long, fat cock. He sucks hard, every thick inch gliding down his eager throat. Brant shudders, pleasure rippling through him. Tony pops an ice cube into his mouth, then swallows that rock-hard shaft again. Fire and ice collide—the cube melts in the velvet heat, sending electric shivers racing up Brant's spine. Brant seizes Tony's head. He bucks his hips, thrusting deep. Tony shifts, straddles Brant's broad, muscled back. His tongue plunges between those firm asscheeks, probing deep into the cleft. Arousal surges. Brant grips his thick cock and slides it into Tony's tight hole. He fucks with hard, fast strokes, bouncing the stud on the bed, ramming relentlessly. Climax hits. Brant shoots a thick load across Tony's skin. Tony milks the last drop from that spent cock, then jets his own cum over his taut stomach.