Stock: Sentenced

Thom Barron, that massively hung German powerhouse, and Chris Rock lie bound as captives, their bodies tense with anticipation. The stockyard keeper Ross Vincent administers the enema with deliberate care, flushing them clean for the world above. Warm liquid surges into Thom's depths, filling him until pressure builds to a exquisite edge; he grits his teeth, muscles clenching. Chris endures the same intimate invasion, a flush of heat and fullness that leaves him gasping, slick and ready. Soon, punishment descends. Ross, eyes dark with command, claims them first, his thick shaft plunging deep into Thom's yielding ass, each thrust a rhythmic claim of dominance. Lorenzo Donado, the hung fellow captive, joins the fray, his enormous cock stretching Chris wide, pounding with raw, unyielding force. They take it hard, bodies slick with sweat, moans echoing as pleasure and pain twist into one searing rush.