Bucks County 2 - Road To Temptation

Jason Goodman and Joey Cooper feel that urgent heat building in their groins, the kind that demands release with the man right there beside you. An old tractor hulks nearby, its massive frame beckoning like a secret playground. They nuzzle close, playful as young colts in spring, breaths quickening. Jason fumbles with his jeans, popping the buttons one by one. Joey steps in, eager hands freeing Jason's thickening cock and heavy balls, then drops to his knees for a thorough, slurping oral feast. Joey, the picture of collegiate charm—clean-shaven jaw, dark waves of hair tumbling just so, unmarked skin without a single tattoo or piercing—works Jason with focused hunger. Jason, built like a linebacker with a glint of diamond in his ear and ink tracing his muscles, stretches out along the tractor's enormous tire. His back arches in a taut bow, nipples pebbling hard, cock standing rigid as Joey's mouth engulfs him, lips sliding wet and insistent. When the moment ripens for a switch, Jason takes his turn, drawing Joey's shaft deep into his throat with steady, rhythmic pulls. Then Joey flips, draping his lithe body belly-down over that same tire, offering his smooth cheeks. Jason dives in, tongue lapping at Joey's tight white hole, circling and probing until Joey moans low and needy. The tire's unyielding bulk anchors them as Jason rises, gripping Joey's hips to sink his cock inside that vise-like grip—slow at first, then thrusting deep. Joey vanishes into pure, animal bliss, his mind narrowing to the slick slide of cock and the clench of ass, nothing else existing. They shift to a weathered bench nearby, Joey reclining as Jason mounts him, pounding in while leaning down to suckle Joey's length in tandem—a dual assault of pleasure. Joey spits into his palm, wraps his fist around himself, and strokes furiously toward the edge. He erupts in soaring arcs of cum just as Jason withdraws, grunting, to paint Joey's dark pubes with thick ropes of his own hot spend.