Butt Out

Aaron Tanner strips, spots the open locker beneath his, and freezes. A fat tub of lube. Thick dildos lined up like weapons. He grabs the biggest one, slathers it until it drips, lines it up, and sinks down in one slow, greedy slide. His hole swallows the head, then the shaft. He rocks, bounces, grinds deeper, chasing that stretch, that burn. His free hand works his cock in hard, fast strokes. Each slam drives the toy farther inside him, and the pressure builds, then breaks. He shoots hard across the bench. Cum still dripping, he keeps riding, chasing another surge. One toy pulls free; the next is even thicker. He jams it home, knuckles white on the bench, breath punched out of him. The climax hits again, tight and sudden. Load after load lands on the floor, and Tanner keeps fucking himself raw, body shaking, until nothing else fits and nothing else matters.