Nothin' Nice

Blue Blake bends over a grime-coated engine in a dirty garage. Filthy Bull Stanton slams him face-down on the hood and buries his face in Blake’s overalls, licking through the fabric until the denim’s soaked. Stanton yanks the overalls off, spreads Blake’s cheeks, and goes to work on the hole. He peels off his own filthy shirt; thick muscle gleams under the work lights. Stanton leans forward, gives Blake the same view, and Blake eats like he’s starving. Blake pulls out his fat uncut cock and feeds the foreskin between Stanton’s lips. Stanton sucks, then hauls Blake onto his lap for hard nipple bites and deep armpit licks. They sixty-nine until Stanton reaches for the Crisco. Blake’s hole swallows a huge plastic cock while Stanton watches, jerking. Then Stanton switches to a cold metal grease gun, pumping lube straight into Blake’s gut. Blake climbs behind, spreads Stanton’s massive ass, and works two fingers in while his tongue stays busy. Stanton loses it, strokes hard, aims, and sprays thick ropes across Blake’s cheeks. Spent, both giants drop into a slick heap of sweat, grease, muscle and come.