Cabin Fever - Part 1

Dylan Roberts and Andrew Jakk lean over a rickety table in the dim stairwell, dominoes clacking like secrets between them. The sexy blond, Andrew, narrows his eyes and calls out his buddy for cheating, voice sharp with mock outrage. Dylan smirks, all cocky bravado, and fires back, 'Suck my dick!' Andrew's grin flashes wicked, and he drops to his knees without a word. He takes Dylan's uncut cock into his mouth, lips sliding up and down its slick, satisfying firmness, tongue tracing every vein with deliberate hunger. Dylan tugs Andrew's pants down in one swift pull, exposing those firm cheeks. He presses his face in close, inhaling the musky heat, then dives in to eat out that tasty ass. His tongue circles the hole, licking thoroughly, probing deep until Andrew shudders and begs for more. Andrew climbs onto Dylan's lap, guiding that thick shaft inside him. He rides hard, hips grinding in a relentless rhythm. Moans and groans spill from his throat, echoing up and down the stairwell like a private symphony. Dylan thrusts up fiercely, fucking him with raw power, hands gripping those hips to pull him down harder. They shift, Andrew sprawling on his back, legs hoisted high and spread wide. He yanks his own cock, fist clenched tight, pumping fast and furious until ropes of cum puddle across his stomach in hot spurts. Dylan pulls out, strokes himself with vigorous twists, and unleashes his load, creaming Andrew's face in thick, warm streaks that drip like forbidden icing.