Escape

Tommy Defendi and Andrew Jakk stir awake in bed, their morning sparked by a flurry of rough, hungry kisses. Andrew slips beneath the sheets, his mouth claiming Tommy's thick cock for breakfast, the suction pulling groans from deep in Tommy's chest. Overwhelmed, Tommy flings the covers aside, every nerve alight from Andrew's eager lips and swirling tongue working his shaft like a master artisan. He stretches a hand to Andrew's ass, fingers teasing the tight ring before trading places. Now Tommy's turn—he engulfs Andrew's hardness, sucking with fierce rhythm. They switch back and forth, cocks in mouths, engines revving toward raw, urgent need. A low growl rumbles from Tommy's throat, thick with lust, as he positions himself behind Andrew and drives in deep, claiming that ass with steady, powerful thrusts. They shift angles, bodies twisting—doggy to missionary to side-by-side—fucking without pause, sweat-slick and relentless. Finally, they break apart, sprawling side by side, fists pumping their cocks in a frenzy. Tommy hits first, ropes of cum arcing straight to his open mouth, swallowing his own heat. Andrew follows, blasting thick spurts across his taut stomach.