Fistpack 16 - Hand It Over

Mason Garet straps into shiny black latex—tank and shorts zipped tight. Aaron Hammer smacks him hard, then rips the zipper down and shoves his tongue deep between Mason’s cheeks, licking sweat straight from the hole. He wants more. Mason climbs into the sling and swings forward; each time his ass hits Aaron’s hand, more fingers slide inside until Aaron’s fist disappears and comes back slick and shiny. Mason’s piercings glint under sweat and lube. Aaron keeps him swinging, double-fisting him in long, steady strokes while Mason jerks his cock, mouth open, breathing hard, hungry for every inch Aaron pushes in.