Sit Tight

Lee Driver and Rick Matthews slip away from the roaring track, their eyes locked like predators on the prowl. They pounce, clothes shedding in a frenzy of need. Rick drops to his knees first, engulfing Lee's rigid cock with a hungry swirl of his tongue, sucking deep and relentless. Lee groans, fingers tangling in Rick's hair, thrusting into that warm, eager mouth. Then they switch—Lee's turn to devour, his lips wrapping around Rick's throbbing shaft, pulling moans from his buddy's throat. Rick ups the ante, drawing Lee's heavy balls into his mouth, tonguing them with wicked precision, a teasing promise of more. Lee can't wait. He flips Rick onto all fours, grips those hips, and plunges his thick manmeat deep into his buddy's tight hole. They move like a storm, bodies slamming together, sweat-slick and urgent. Rick clenches around him, driving Lee wild until release crashes over them both—hot loads spilling in shuddering waves, marking their raw, electric union.