Private Workout

Mark Baxter came in for a massage at the health spa. Luke Bender’s hands were on him from the first minute. Luke ran the vibrators over every knot in Mark’s rock-hard frame, took his time on the muscle of the ass, and worked the hole until it loosened for what was next. Every glide of those chiseled arms over Mark’s skin made the jock twist and buck on the table. Luke slid on black rubber gloves and pushed his fingers straight in. Mark’s hole clenched, then opened, hungry for more. Out came the leather dildo. Luke drove it in hard, each thrust stretching the slick rim wider. Mark growled, begged louder. The giant latex shaft came next; Mark’s ass swallowed every inch until his cheeks kissed the base. Luke yanked it free, dropped his own thick cock into the gape, and fucked him deep and relentless. The two men shot at the same time—thick ropes of cum splashing across Mark’s tattooed chest and Luke’s pumped abs, the massage table slick with the mess they left behind.