More Than Ready

Tony Bishop wears the face of an angel, but his sexual hungers burn like the devil's own fire. He knows exactly what he craves—and he'll claim it. In a half-built corner of the house, amid sawdust and shadows, he turns his attentions to the delectable Dylan Hauser. Tony's lips and tongue strike without mercy. Dylan has nowhere to flee. Tony rips away Dylan's clothes in a frenzy. He thrusts his tongue deep into Dylan's mouth, fucking it with raw command. Then his hand clamps around Dylan's cock. Tony sucks it hard, devouring every inch like a starving man at a feast. He moves lower. Balls next—Tony laps and pulls them into his mouth, teasing with expert flicks. Dylan's toned, furry torso twists in sweet torment, yielding to Tony's relentless drive. Tony presses on. Now Dylan must swallow Tony's cock. What a beast it is: inch after thick inch of smoothly curved flesh, swelling fat at the tip, even fatter at the base, with '69' inked boldly along the top. Dylan humps Tony's leg like a man possessed, gulping down that shaft. He pauses to slurp Tony's balls—one by one, then both at once, heavy and warm on his tongue. One final frontier beckons: Dylan's ass. Tony leads with his tongue, rimming deep and insistent, then follows with his cock. He hoists Dylan against the ladder for a standing fuck, pounding with fierce rhythm. They shift to the wheelbarrow—missionary style, legs spread wide. Dylan's screams echo across the yard, wild and unrestrained. Together, they build to a shattering peak, orgasms crashing in perfect, explosive unison.