Bucks County 1 - Into The Wild

Ryan Rose, that tall country boy in faded jeans, heaving hay bales with effortless grace—it's the kind of sight that stirs a man's deepest urges. Connor Kline shows up ready to lend a hand, but the barn stands empty, Ryan vanished like a ghost in the dust. Then, through a ragged knot hole in the weathered door, a long, rigid cock thrusts out, demanding attention. Connor doesn't hesitate. He drops to his knees and engulfs it, his warm mouth sliding down the length in one greedy pull. Saliva spills from his lips, tracing slick paths along Ryan's shaft to drip onto his heavy balls. Ryan emerges from the shadows, eager now, and takes his turn. He lavishes Connor's dick with a slow, sticky blowjob, face soon glistening with spit and precum, a messy badge of their hunger. Connor grabs his own cock and slaps it against Ryan's cheek, teasing with firm, rhythmic taps. Then he bends over a scratchy hay bale, arching his back to offer up an ass so flawless it begs to be claimed. His hole twitches, inviting. Ryan buries his face between those perfect cheeks, tongue plunging deep while his hands knead the firm globes, pulling them wide. Gripping Connor from behind in a tight half nelson, Ryan slams his cock home, driving into that searing heat with raw power. They rut like that, bodies locked, until release crashes over them—thick ropes of cum splattering across Connor's smooth chest.