Sweet Spot

Danny Parker steps into the club like he doesn’t belong there. Eyes wide, cock already half hard. He spots a fat metal plug on the table, grabs it, and starts working his long dick while the chrome slides in and out. He doesn’t hear Jason Sparks come in until the sling chains rattle. Sparks straps him down, no talk, just grease and pressure. One toy after another disappears up Danny’s ass until the knuckles follow. When Sparks gets wrist-deep the piss starts, hot and sudden, spraying over both of them. He keeps fisting through the flood, working the load out until Danny’s cock shoots thick ropes across his own stomach. The room stinks of sweat, piss, and fresh cum by the time Sparks pulls free.