Butt In

Michael Brandon shoves straight in. His thick fingers stretch Aaron Tanner open, knuckles disappearing while the big man pushes for more. Brandon’s hairy forearm flexes, fist sinking past the second ring, and Tanner grunts but stays locked on his knees, rocking back for every inch. Sweat streaks the tattooed skin on both men; their mouths crash together, tongues swapping spit between the thrusts. Brandon works that hole until it yields, then pulls his arm free and swaps it for his heavy cock. He drives in hard, balls slapping, and fires a thick, white load deep inside. When he slides out, cum leaks down Tanner’s crack. Brandon wraps a hand around Tanner’s dick, strokes once, twice, and the younger man shoots across his own chest, panting hard. The room smells like sweat, lube and fresh spunk.