Bull Pen

Mike Chavez lounges back, receiver clamped to his ear in one hand, the other wrapped tight around his uncut cock, stroking slow and steady through a haze of phone-fueled whispers. His breaths quicken, voice dropping low as he rides the thrill. Then the door swings open. Ruben Omar strides in, all sleek confidence and unspoken hunger, eyes locking on Mike like a predator's promise. No words pass between them—just a charged glance that ignites the air. Ruben closes the distance, his fingers claiming Mike's body without mercy. He teases the cleft of Mike's ass first, then plunges in deep, fingerfucking that tight hole with relentless rhythm. Mike gasps, the phone forgotten as pleasure twists through him. Ruben doesn't hold back. He flips Mike over, spreads him wide, and drives his cock home—hard, nasty, pounding into that eager asshole until the room echoes with their raw, unfiltered need.