Teach Me

Bob arrives at Jeff's door, pulse quickening from the balling session they planned days ago. They've tangled before, bodies slick and urgent, but Bob always drew the line—no anal for him. Jeff had craved those firm, rounded cheeks, pressing close with silent hunger, only to hear Bob's firm 'No, I can't.' Today, though, desire surges wild. Bob hardens to steel, voice breaking as he begs Jeff to teach him, to open him up. And Jeff does, with tender command. Heavy rimming first, tongue circling deep into that tight heat, drawing gasps that echo like pleas. Then the thick tool breaches, inch by unyielding inch, claiming those beautiful round buns in a rhythm that builds to shattering release. If that raw invasion lights your fire, this one's essential viewing.