Nash Lawler Fucks Derrek Diamond

Nash's fingers deftly unzip Derrek's pants, easing them down his hips until they pool at his ankles. He wraps his hand around that tempting cock and draws it into his mouth, sucking with the skill of a seasoned lover. The flesh stirs under his expert attention, swelling from soft to rigid, thickening and lengthening until it packs Nash's mouth full, stretching his lips wide. Derrek reclines, lost to the wild pleasure, his body surrendering completely. He returns the favor, engulfing Nash's cock in one smooth motion, throat opening to take it all. Nash gasps, his body arching in dizzy delight. Derrek doesn't stop there—he trails lower, lavishing Nash's asshole with devoted laps and probing thrusts of his tongue, teasing the tight ring until it quivers. Nash flips the script, burying his face between Derrek's cheeks. He rims that puckered hole with hungry swirls, coating it in slick saliva, priming it perfectly for what's next. Nash positions himself and slides in, deep and sure. He thrusts like a machine unleashed, pounding Derrek from behind, then flipping him onto his back for face-to-face frenzy. Each powerful stroke pushes Derrek closer to the brink; he grips himself and strokes to release, spilling over in shuddering waves. Nash chases his own peak, erupting inside with a final, guttural groan. Exhausted and sated, they collapse together, spent in the afterglow.