Hole Busters

Josh West clocks Lance Navarro yanking on that thick uncut cock and drops low for a closer look. He takes the fat head in his mouth, tongue sliding down the foreskin, and feels the blunt end of a butt-plug tucked inside Lance’s hole. Josh pulls the toy free and swaps it for something heavier, thicker, stretching Lance open inch by inch. One plug gives way to the next, each bigger than the last, until the leather harnesses creak from the strain. When Lance’s hole is gaping and slick, Josh coats his fist and sinks wrist-deep. Lance moans, pushes back, and rides the arm all the way to the elbow while Josh milks the swollen shaft with his mouth. Sweat slides down leather, breath comes rough, and the only sounds left are the wet slap of fist and the hungry pull of a hole that won’t quit.