Knuckle Sandwich

Tattoos and steel cover Josh Edwards when he steps into the Dungeon. He snatches a thick red dildo, drops his pants, and rams the foot-long shaft up his hole. Mason Garet, built and shirtless, strides in, pulls the toy free, and slams a fourteen-inch monster cock in its place. Edwards grunts but takes every inch. That stretch is only the beginning. Garet coats his fist, leans in, and works his knuckles past the rim, burying his hand inside Edwards. When the fist slides out, he pushes a string of fat rubber beads after it—one ball, then two, stretching Edwards wide. Garet tires of giving. He flips, spreads his cheeks, and tells Edwards to wreck him with a rubber dong as thick as a fist. Edwards shoves it deep, then swaps it for a blunt mushroom plug that forces Garet’s eyes shut. When the plug pops free, Edwards sinks his whole hand to mid-forearm in Garet’s hole. Garet rides the wrist, pumping his cock until he shoots. Edwards pulls free, lies next to him, and strokes out his own load while both holes twitch and drip.