Into You

Felix Fox, that carefree jock with a body sculpted like marble and an appetite for cock that never quits, spends his day surrendering to MrDeepVoice's relentless hunger. They kick things off in the living room, where Felix drops to his knees and engulfs his friend's thick, uncut shaft, lips stretching wide as he savors every inch. He spreads those powerful thighs apart on the couch, inviting MrDeepVoice's tongue to trace hungry circles over his tight hole, teasing and probing until Felix's breath hitches. Then the rhythm builds—skin slapping against skin, Felix's soft whimpers weaving through the air, MrDeepVoice's guttural moans rumbling deep from his chest. Felix takes it raw, bent and twisted across the sofa, pounded hard until ecstasy rips through him and he unloads in thick, pulsing ropes.