Daddy's Fist

Dominic Pacifico’s cock stands rigid while Alex Killian drops to his knees and takes it straight down his throat. He works the shaft until his lips hit skin, then shoves Dominic chest-down and plants his tongue in the hairy crack. Wet circles, short laps, then fingers push inside. One knuckle, two, then the full fist sinks past the ring. The muscle fights, then gives. Dominic reaches back, grabs Alex’s wrist, and sinks onto it to the forearm, leather straps creaking on both men. Alex regains the lead, lays Dominic on his back, and drives the fist deeper while Dominic holds his own knees apart. Sweat runs over ink and fur. Dominic’s foreskin stretches tight, then spits a slow rope of come down his belly while Alex’s fist stays buried to the wrist.