Get Me Off!

Tommy Defendi wraps his strong arms around Heath Jordan, pressing their muscled, hairy torsos flush together. They kiss with raw hunger, hands roaming freely, stroking and caressing every ridge of sinew along each other's bodies. Tommy's tongue traces a slow path down Heath's furry chest. He nips at those firm nipples, teasing them with flicks and swirls before descending further, lips brushing the trail of hair over Heath's belly. At last, he tugs down those snug briefs and dives in, engulfing Heath's thick cock in one greedy swallow. Tommy's mouth seals tight around the shaft, gliding back and forth, savoring every inch and circling the swollen head with expert suction. Heath murmurs and sighs, lost in the electric rush as his rigid length disappears deep into Tommy's throat. Heath's turn arrives, and he wastes no time. He parts his lips to claim Tommy's throbbing cock, one hand cupping those fuzzy balls while his head pumps steadily along the full, veined length. Fever builds between them, a sweat-slicked urgency demanding release. Heath straddles Tommy, lowering himself onto that rigid pole. His tight hole yields, stretching to swallow the fat girth inch by inch. Tommy's balls slap rhythmically as Heath rides hard, his own cock whipping wildly with each bounce. Moans fill the air while Tommy thrusts upward, driving deep; the relentless smack of skin turns Heath's ass a rosy glow. Heath sprawls back now, that compact, hairy powerhouse splayed wide. Tommy pounds harder, relentless. Heath grips his shaft, stroking furiously until ropes of cum erupt in hot bursts across his belly. Tommy follows suit, his load spilling out to drench Heath's chest fur in sticky triumph.