Lumberjacked: Crimes Against Nature

In the shadowed hush of the forest, lumberjack Chris Steele stands tall, his thick cock throbbing with need, begging for Sky Donovan's touch. Sky drops to his knees without a word, eyes locked on the prize. He takes Chris deep, lips stretching wide around the rigid shaft, throat working to swallow every inch in a slick, relentless rhythm. His tongue flicks out, tracing the heavy balls below, lapping at the sensitive skin until Chris's breath hitches, body coiling like a spring wound too tight. The tease pushes Chris over the edge—his hands grip Sky's head, thrusting hard, fucking his mouth with raw demand, hips snapping forward in a frenzy of control. Soon, Sky bends beneath the towering pines, ass arched high. Chris drives in deep, pounding with savage precision, each thrust a thunderclap of pleasure echoing through the trees.