Road Trip, Vol. 2: Santa Cruz

Sean Preston kneels before Mario Costa, eyes widening at the sight of that freakish beast of a cock—thick, veined, and unyielding. The myth of small guys packing small heat shatters in an instant. Sean wraps his lips around the swollen head, tongue tracing the ridge with hungry precision. Mario's hand fists in Sean's hair, guiding him deeper. Inches vanish down his throat. Sean gags, tears pricking his eyes, body reeling from the sheer girth stretching his jaw. Saliva drips in glistening trails. He pulls back for air, only to plunge forward again, chasing the burn that twists pleasure with ache. Mario groans low, hips bucking, as Sean worships every throbbing inch—proof positive that size defies all riddles.