Tougher Than Leather

Derek Kage hangs there, bound tight, the leather straps biting into his wrists and ankles. Johnny Ford steps up in full gear, boots planted wide. The electric razor buzzes to life and scrapes away every strand of Derek's dark pubes and chest hair until the skin shines raw. Derek's big uncut cock twitches under the hum. Johnny drops to his knees, wraps his lips around the thick shaft, and swallows it down to the root in one wet gulp. Spit glistens along the length when he pulls off. He slicks Derek's hole with oil, works two fingers deep, then three, stretching the tight ring until Derek moans and pushes back. Derek frees one hand, grabs Johnny's ass, pulls the bubble cheeks apart, and buries his tongue in the hot cleft. He rims until Johnny's hole flutters open, then lines up and drives his bare cock inside. Each thrust punches deeper, skin slapping skin. Johnny grunts, fists his own shaft, balls drawn tight. Derek pulls out, strokes hard, and paints Johnny's exposed nuts with thick, hot ropes.