Booted

Jonathan Doe walks into the shop wearing a black mask. He wants the man behind the counter—Josh West—to fuck him blind. Doe strips down and shows his lean body and thick dick. West unzips, feeds him that heavy slab, then spins him around. He works the masked hole open with his tongue, then trades spit for lube and slams in a fat boot-shaped toy. Doe grunts into the mask, legs shaking. West pulls the toy free, gloves up, and sinks his fist wrist-deep. The tight ring grabs, swallows, then opens again. West pushes deeper, knuckles riding in, pulling back, driving harder. Doe’s cock leaks steady onto the bench. West adds a second hand, rocking both fists in and out while Doe’s muffled cries echo off the tools and boots around them. Sweat runs down West’s hairy chest, his own cock dripping, ignored for now. All that matters is how far he can push that hidden ass before it finally breaks.