Deep Inside Part 1

Handsome Andrew Justice steps onto the deck one crisp morning and spots sandy-haired Johnny Ryder twisting through yoga poses, his lithe bodybuilder frame gleaming in the sun. The younger stud flashes a grin and offers to guide him through some basics. Johnny slides in close behind, hands firm on Andrew's hips, easing him into the stretch. But as they move, Johnny's cock stirs, inching free from his briefs like a secret begging to be shared. Simple poses melt into something far more fluid, far more heated. Andrew senses the shift and claims the lead with a knowing smile. He frees his throbbing hard-on and guides it straight to Johnny's eager mouth. Johnny laps at the swollen head, polishing that jawbreaker with slick spit before gulping down the full length, throat working like velvet fire. Andrew's gaze rakes over Johnny's solid build—those clipped pubes framing a cock that stands tall as a monument, a feast too tempting to resist. He drops to his knees, devouring that hefty knob with a hunger that defies the law books, sucking deep and relentless. But Andrew craves more. He turns Johnny, spreading those granite cheeks to stake his claim on that unyielding ass. No arguments here—Johnny arches back, yielding to the power fuck that slams home. Andrew's shaft pulses in his grip as he thrusts again and again, breaching that tight, throbbing tunnel. Sweat slicks their skin. Muscles clench. And when the wave crashes, they're both slick with ropes of creamy cum, spent and sated in the morning light.