The Fetish Bar

Lain Kross just took Pierce Paris’s huge cock down his throat and up his ass. He shot his load on the floor and got the relief he wanted, but Pierce is still hard. Pierce bends over the pool table and drags his ass across Lain’s eager mouth. Lain eats him deep, pulling raw sounds out of the bigger man. Pierce flips onto his back, spreads wide, and feeds Lain every thick inch of that cock. Lain slobbers over the shaft, laps the smooth hole, then buries his face in Pierce’s heavy balls. The attention has Pierce ready to fuck again. He flips Lain over the table and drives in balls-deep, switching angles until the edge builds fast. He pulls out, sits back, and orders Lain between his boots to finish him by hand. Lain strokes steady until hot white ropes stripe Pierce’s trimmed pubes. Lain licks the mess off his fingers, then melts into Pierce’s chest for a hard, breathless kiss.