Sounding 4

Joey Caruso takes the steel rod like he owns it. Flat on his back, he guides that cold metal straight down his cock and doesn't flinch. Inch by inch it sinks, forcing his piss hole open, and his nipples tighten the moment the rod disappears inside him. One hand stays busy, rubbing and twisting each hard bud while the other keeps feeding steel. He pulls the rod out slow, shiny with lube, then shoves it back in, hips twitching, breath catching. Each thrust makes his cock jerk and leak around the metal. He works his chest harder now, fingers pinching and flicking until his abs clench and his whole body trembles. He keeps the rod moving, steady and deep, until pleasure cuts through every nerve and he shoots across his stomach, metal still buried to the hilt.