High Gear

Drew Valentino and Tryp Bates hit a warehouse. Leather, grease, and sweat. Drew presses his face deep into Tryp’s furry pits. The zippers on their Fort Troff gear rattle when they trade spit around each other’s cocks. Drew bends forward. Tryp spreads his cheeks and tongue-fucks the hairy hole, quick and dirty. Then Drew grabs the Banshee Pump, sucks Tryp’s dick hard into the cylinder, snaps a cock ring at the base. He straps Tryp into the Porta Plow sling, pushes his legs wide. Thick thighs shake. Drew lines up and slides his big raw cock straight in. Every thrust slams meat to the root. Tryp’s dick spits hands-free, ropes across his abs. Drew keeps pounding until his balls twitch, then unloads deep. When he pulls out, thick white cream drips from Tryp’s stretched, hairy hole.