Wet Punk Faggot Fisting

Erik Rhodes eyes Colin Black like he already owns the prize. That cocky stare breaks Colin down until the boy offers his ass up for whatever comes next. Erik plants his face between those cheeks and works his tongue deep, wetting the hole before his fingers test the rim, one digit sliding in, then another, pushing farther until his whole fist disappears inside. He coats everything in lube, driving knuckle-deep, stretching Colin until the ring grips tight around his wrist. A thick black dildo follows, shoved hard, filling the space Erik’s hand just left. Colin’s hole loosens, then clenches again when Erik switches to raw fucking. Roles flip fast. Erik drops to his knees, presents his own muscled ass, and Colin takes control, working two fists in until Erik’s face twists between pain and filthy pleasure. Colin pounds forward, twisting and grinding until Erik’s rosebud pushes out, puffy and exposed. He keeps driving until the friction finally drags the load out of him, finishing with sharp, relentless strokes that leave Erik wrecked and dripping.