Back-End Business

Lord Vigor skips the jobsite heat for a different kind of work. Inside Sherman Maus’ office he grabs what he wants. Sherman’s fat cock hangs out the side of his jock, already hard. Vigor’s gloved fist slides in first, knuckles sinking deep, then he lines up his raw cock beside it. Sherman’s wrecked hole stretches wide around both, spit and lube shining on the stretch. Vigor works his hand and dick together, driving deeper with every thrust. The wet, filthy rhythm echoes off the walls. Sherman grunts, pushing back, taking every inch. Vigor’s boots scrape the floor as he pounds harder. When Vigor finally blows, hot cum floods the open gut. Sherman’s hole keeps flexing, pushing the load out until his pink rosebud blooms, shiny and cum-smeared. Both men spent, panting, in 2025.