Gut Reaction

Rob Harris sits in the sling, one hand pumping three fingers deep into Mark Evrett’s crack. He grabs Evrett’s cock, bends it back, and rams the head straight at Evrett’s own hole. Evrett gasps, but Harris eases off, gives the hole a breath, then grabs a fat black dildo and drives it straight in. With every thrust the rubber head hammers Evrett’s prostate. Evrett bucks and fires, shooting thick ropes while loud, raw moans fill the room. Mark Masterson’s turn. His legs are tied wide. Beside him a bowl of pool balls gleams. He pushes the first ball past his rim, then another, until the shiny spheres disappear one by one. The camera fogs from the heat. One quick clench and the balls come flying out, popping against the leather like a dirty game of table tennis. Masterson doesn’t stop. He folds forward, works four fingers, then his whole fist, wrist-deep inside his loose, hairy hole.