Backdrop

Devin Davenport's pulse quickens the instant he locks eyes with his blind date, Tony Angelo. That wild shock of black hair frames Tony's steely, seductive gaze, and his chiseled frame hits Devin like a velvet punch—his cock stiffens instantly. Devin's own boy-next-door charm, all fresh-faced allure, stirs a telling bulge in Tony's jeans. Tony drops to his knees, wraps his lips around Devin's throbbing shaft, and sucks with hungry precision. He turns Devin around, spreads those firm cheeks, and rims his untouched hole, tongue teasing and probing to stoke the fire building inside. Devin gasps, desire flooding him like warm whiskey. He returns the favor, taking Tony's cock deep into his mouth, working it to full, pulsing hardness—priming it for the virgin ass that's aching to be claimed. Tony positions himself, eases the slick head past that tight ring, and stretches Devin open inch by deliberate inch. He thrusts deeper, hips rolling in a rhythm that builds to a fevered grind, delivering a ride Devin won't forget. Lust overtakes them both; Tony unloads deep inside, and Devin follows, spilling his seed in shuddering release.