The Big Tool

Alson Caramel can’t fix a damn thing on the machine. His boss, Christian Mitchell, barks at him to work harder. Alson strips fast, bends at the waist, and presents his ass in the jockstrap that barely covers his balls. Christian drops right in, shoves slick fingers through the ring and starts prying. Tight at first, then greedy. He pumps deeper, adds another finger, another, until his whole fist sinks into that hungry black hole. Alson’s back arches; he moans like the stretch is what he’s been waiting for. Christian pulls out, swaps hands, punches back in, knuckles grinding past the second ring, working the hole wider. Alson rolls onto his back, spreads wide, and watches the thick forearm disappearing between his cheeks. He grabs his own thick, hairy cock and jerks while Christian twists and thrusts, opening him to the wrist. The pressure builds fast. With a deep grunt, Alson shoots hard, ropes landing across the dark bush that frames his spent dick. Sweat, lube, and cum stick to his skin. He lies there gasping, wrecked and satisfied.