To The Edge

Derek Kage grins, wicked, as Sumner Blayne slides the cold rod straight down his open piss slit. Sumner pushes it deeper, testing limits, then pulls it free and swallows Derek’s uncut meat. Spit drips from the shaft when he finally pulls off and lines up behind the harnessed bottom. He drives in bare, boots planted, hips snapping hard. Derek’s fist works his own cock, thick ropes jet across his stomach while Sumner keeps pounding. The bottom’s hole stays open around the shaft, greedy for every inch. Sumner grinds in tight, balls slapping, until the need to shoot overtakes him and he pulls out to paint Derek’s pubes with hot streaks.