No Limits

Leather straps bite into muscle. Devin Franco and Michael Boston chew on each other’s mouths, hands roving harnesses and jock pouches. Devin spins Michael around, plants him over the bench, and lays into his cheeks with the flogger. Each loud smack leaves the skin darker. When the sting fades Devin drops to his knees, spreads the cheeks, and buries his tongue in the hot crack, licking and spitting until the hole shines. He slicks the rim with lube, then presses the first fat bead inside. One by one the string disappears, each bead pulling a low moan from Michael as his ring stretches and snaps shut. When the beads come back out slick and shiny, Devin lines up his bare cock and drives in. He fucks hard, skin slapping skin, until his load pumps straight into Michael’s gut. Michael stays bent, pushes, and the thick white load slides back out down his thighs.