The Guys Next Door, Part 2

Trystan Bull smooths sunscreen over his naked, exquisitely defined body, hands gliding across every ridge and curve. He stands there, a vision—muscled perfection paired with a movie-star face, plump lips begging for a kiss, and a cock that demands worship. The slick lotion stirs him; his fingers wander lower, wrapping around that thickening shaft. He strokes it to full, throbbing attention. Then it hits him—he's neglected his backside. He grabs more cream, kneading it into his firm ass cheeks. The motion reignites the fire; his hand returns to his dick, pumping steadily. Andrew Jakk spots Trystan handling things solo from across the pool. No way he'll let that slide. He wants in, craves the chance to lend a hand—or more. Andrew hurries over and drops to his knees, lips parting to envelop the Bull's impressive horn. He works it masterfully, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing, drawing out a symphony of deep, guttural moans from Trystan. Curious now, Trystan tests further. He wants to feel Andrew's mouth on his ass. On all fours he goes, presenting himself. Andrew dives in, lapping eagerly at the tight ring, tongue probing with hungry precision. Trystan groans his approval, voice rough with need. But words fail him now; he hungers to see if Andrew can truly seize the Bull by the horns. He flips the script, bending Andrew over on hands and knees, then presses his humongous cock against that tight entrance. Inch by relentless inch, he sinks in. Andrew takes it all—every last bit—his body yielding with a gasp that turns to pleasure. Test passed with flying colors, Trystan stretches out on his back. Andrew straddles him reverse cowboy, sinking down onto that massive length. Watch it all: every vein, every slide as Trystan thrusts his hips upward in powerful rhythm, while Andrew bounces, riding hard and deep. The sight builds to a peak—Andrew's hand flies to his own cock, stroking furiously until he erupts, a hot load spilling across Trystan's chest. That pushes Trystan over the edge; he pulls out and unleashes ropes of cum across Andrew's upturned face, marking him in sticky triumph.