Up Yours 1

Evan Matthews coats Rick Van Sant’s hairy crack with a fistful of thick lube, working the slick mess deep between his cheeks. Matthews drives the heel of his hand straight into Van Sant’s hole, popping through the tight ring again and again, stretching him wide. When the muscle opens, Matthews sinks his whole fist inside and starts twisting, knuckles scraping every hot nerve. He grabs the bucket and tips it over Van Sant’s back, sending a river of lube straight into his crack. With the extra grease Matthews pulls back and drives his fist in again, punching past the second ring until his forearm disappears. Van Sant drops to his elbows, ass raised high, while Matthews sinks elbow-deep, pushing in until his bicep flexes. Van Sant grunts and pushes back, impaling himself farther. Finally he climbs on top, straddling Matthews’ wrist, riding the thick forearm in steady strokes while he strips his cock. His load sprays across Matthews’ chest, thick ropes landing in dark hair. The two muscle men breathe hard, sweat and lube shining under the lights, the session ending with Van Sant still grinding on that buried fist.