Pig Puppy

Lance grips his thick cock and shoves it into Tyler’s open mouth. Tyler’s hands are useless, strapped tight, so he swallows the meat with everything he’s got, choking, drooling, spit sliding down Lance’s shaft. Lance calls him a good boy and Tyler works harder, tongue flicking over every inch. Lance pulls free and yanks the big metal hook out of Tyler’s hole, then loosens the cuffs. He drops to his knees and sucks Tyler’s cock, slow and filthy, driving the pup crazy until his balls jump. Tyler drops back to his knees, worships his master’s dick again, then turns around. Lance pushes in raw, stretching him wide. Tyler growls, low and hungry, as Lance slams deeper. He drops the bar, lifts Tyler’s legs high, and drills him harder, every thrust punching a moan out of him. When Tyler’s close, Lance sets a steel bowl on his belly. Tyler strokes and shoots straight into it. Lance steps over and adds a thick load of his own. The mix waits for Tyler later.