Stripper Hole Tryouts

Declan Blake walks into the manager’s office looking for work. Aiden Ward sits behind the desk, dead-eyed, until the kid starts peeling off his shirt and drops his jeans. A red jock frames a hungry, smooth hole. Suddenly Aiden’s interested. He steps around the desk, spreads Declan open and buries his tongue, then two thick fingers. Declan pushes back for more. Aiden unbuttons, feeds him raw dick, fucks him deep against the edge of the desk, then yanks out and greases up both fists. One hand replaces the other, opening Declan wider, the stripper pole cold against his palms. Aiden swaps back to cock while two knuckles stay inside, stretching the kid around thick meat and wrist at once. Declan’s rosebud swells, shiny and tender. He braces on the pole, takes the punches, jerks his own cock and fires a heavy load across his stomach and chest hair. Aiden keeps working the wrecked hole like he’s already hired him.