Man Up

Summoned to the commander's office, Shane Frost and Alexsander Freitas face accusations of getting caught with their lips wrapped around each other's dicks behind the latrines. They deny it all, of course. But as the tension thickens, a wicked spark ignites. If expulsion looms for a lie, why not turn it into truth? Shane drops to his knees, eyes locked on Alexsander's stiff, uncut cock, and takes it deep into his mouth. Alexsander's excitement surges; he grabs Shane's head and thrusts hard, facefucking his slim buddy with raw urgency. The hirsute bodybuilder isn't done. He eases Shane down, spreading those firm buttcheeks wide to bare his tight hole. Tongue first, Alexsander rims him slow and thorough, slicking the way for what's coming. Then he plunges in, delivering a fierce pounding that shakes them both. They switch positions relentlessly—Shane riding hard, then bent over, bodies slick with sweat—fucking without pause. Shane erupts first, ropes of cum splattering across his chest. Alexsander follows, unleashing his load in hot bursts over Shane's spent form.