Back-End Business

Andrew Connor is supposed to be checking safety protocol with Max Adonis. Instead he catches two workers going at it raw right on the beam. The sight flips a switch. They peel off their gear right there in the open, grab each other, and get busy. Max plants his face between Andrew’s cheeks and works that smooth hole with his tongue. Andrew pushes back, hungry. Soon Max lines up his thick cock and sinks in deep, bare. He drills hard, then pulls out and starts feeding his fist. Andrew opens wider, groaning as Max sinks past the wrist. Every thrust opens him more. When Max finally slides his dick back in, the mix of spit, lube, and cum leaks around his shaft. Max drops to his knees again, tongue lapping at the wrecked, dripping hole he just made. Andrew strokes himself, legs shaking. They stay at it—cock, fist, tongue—until both men are spent and the only sound left is heavy breathing on the empty site.