Man Up

Hunky Heath Jordan stands there in nothing but his skivvies, cock gripped tight in his fist. He pumps it fast, his hand sliding the full length of that thick shaft in a vise-like squeeze that sparks electric tingles straight through his groin. He strokes his hairy chest and belly with rough affection, pinches and teases those sensitive nipples until they harden, then slips a finger back to circle and prod his tight asshole—each touch cranking the pleasure higher, a wicked cocktail of sensation. But how long can he tease the edge? His breaths grow ragged, heaving from deep in his chest; the gasps tear free, raw and unrestrained. Then, with a frenzy of quick, relentless strokes, he unleashes it—a thick, warm blast of cum that splatters across his fuzzy belly in generous ropes.