The Deep End

Evan Matthews sits alone at first, slicking his hole until it shines. He drives his own fist straight inside, knuckles popping past the ring. A thick foot-long dildo is next. He sinks it to the balls like it’s nothing, hole fluttering around the base. Rick Powers steps in, eyes narrowing on that greedy ass. He hauls out a heavy eighteen-inch latex cock, shoves it past the rim and watches Matthews open wider. Matthews’ rosebud pushes out, shiny and swollen. Powers snaps on black latex gloves and feeds his whole fist, then forearm, wrist-deep in heat. Matthews just keeps taking it. Powers keeps pushing until there’s nothing left to push. Finally he heaves the giant three-foot double-headed snake between them. One end disappears inside Matthews until almost the whole length is gone, swallowed by his guts. Powers strokes himself off, leaves Matthews on his back still plugged, hole stretched around the monster toy that keeps twisting deeper.