Ready For More

Colby Taylor's eyes lock on Jacob Hall's, hunger sparking in the dim light. He drops to his knees, tongue tracing the length of Jacob's hardening cock, teasing the tip with a flick. Nibbles follow, sharp and teasing, before Colby takes him deep—swallowing every inch until his throat clenches around the base. Jacob groans, fingers threading through Colby's hair, pulling him closer. Jacob flips the script, pushing Colby back against the sheets. His mouth descends, mirroring the worship, lips sealing tight as he bobs and sucks with relentless rhythm. Hands roam now—grabbing firm asses, stroking slick shafts, fingers probing eager holes. Kisses bruise lips, tongues duel in heated frenzy. They tumble into a blur of give and take. Colby rims Jacob slow, lapping at his entrance like forbidden fruit, tongue circling and dipping until Jacob begs. Jacob returns it, burying his face between Colby's cheeks, devouring with wet, insistent strokes. Fingers join the dance, scissoring and curling inside, prepping for more. Fucking comes fierce and unyielding. Colby thrusts into Jacob first, hips snapping with raw power, filling him completely. They switch, Jacob pounding deep, bodies slick with sweat. Climax crashes over them—cocks pulsing, seed spilling hot across skin. They collapse, spent and drenched, bodies tangled in sated bliss.