The Woods - Part 1

Trenton Ducati patrols the shadowed woods as the lead ranger, swamped by frantic reports of vanished hikers and eerie whispers in the underbrush. His relentless hunts for answers drain him dry, leaving him spent. Tomas Brand looms at the foot of Trenton's bed—a sleek, muscled silver fox whose gaze pins him down. Is Trenton the hunter, or prey? He lifts off the sheets, floating in raw need, then crashes back, cock throbbing, begging for Tomas's mouth and more. No fighting it. Who could refuse that wicked tongue and the iron will to make Trenton's balls buzz, his nipples peak like sentinels? On his back, Trenton draws knees to armpits, baring his twitching hole. Tomas seizes the invitation: tongue laps deep, fingers probe, cock teases entry. All while stroking Trenton's rigid shaft, priming that ass for conquest. First, surrender surges through Trenton. Then fire ignites—he flips the script, mounting Tomas for a grinding ride that eclipses any spell. Cum arcs wild through the air.