Hungover

Landon Conrad and Parker London can't keep their hands off each other. They stumble into another room, tearing at clothes, fucking like wild animals unleashed. Landon drives into Parker's tight asshole, pounding fast and furious, raw lust firing every brutal thrust. The pizza man gasps, body arching with each deep plunge. Their muscled frames twist and shift—doggy to missionary, legs hooked high—savoring every ridge and pulse. Sweat slicks their skin, breaths ragged in the frenzy. Only when both erupt, loads spilling hot and thick, does the storm finally break.