Tahoe - Keep Me Warm

Nick Sterling's sinking fast at pool, shots veering wide. He breaks Brandon Moore's focus with a bold move—yanks out his thick cock, lifts his shirt to bare those rock-hard, hairy abs, the treasure trail begging for a slow tongue's trace. Brandon drops the cue stick. His mouth claims Nick's shaft, hot and insistent, while his hand saws sharp along the sensitive taint, doubling the fire. Nick's full beard frames a rugged jaw; his hairy chest heaves with raw appeal. He thrusts on instinct, grinding his heavy balls against Brandon's face. Brandon nips upward, beard to lips, shedding clothes in a trail—revealing a toned chest dusted light with fur, his erection rigid and leaking. It plunges straight into the warm, slick grip of Nick's throat. Brandon spins, arms splayed wide, chest pressing the green felt of the pool table. He arches, offering his ass like a siren's call. Nick dives in with his tongue, lapping deep, then probes with fingers, stretching and teasing. Finally, he sheathes his cock inside, claiming every inch. Brandon's long legs part wide, trembling. Each powerful thrust jolts him, shudders rippling through muscle and sinew. He clutches his own cock, milking out thick, sticky ropes of cum that splatter his torso, neck to navel, in glistening arcs. Sweat rivers down Nick's chest as he pulls free, aims at Brandon's open mouth, and unleashes jet after jet of creamy heat, filling it to overflow.