Hot Cargo

In the dim pulse of the sex club, J.T. Sloan and Steve Marks lock eyes, both chasing that selfish rush of anonymous pleasure. J.T. drops to his knees, mouth opening wide to swallow Steve's thick cock. He savors every inch of that rigid manmeat, sucking with hungry precision. Then his tongue traces lower, rimming the blond stud's tight asshole, slicking it with warm spit until it glistens. Steve flips the script soon enough, pulling J.T. down onto his face. J.T. straddles him, grinding for a teasing tongue ride that sends shivers through his core. They end in a frenzy, J.T. thrusting deep into Steve's firm bubblebutt, pounding until ecstasy overtakes them both. Loads erupt in hot, unrestrained bursts.