Dude! Where's My Watch?

Race Cooper's abs take over the screen. Then you catch the sound of him breathing hard. He's on a table, hip flexors rolling with every push of fingers in his ass. Josh West shoves him flat. Race's cock swings wide, swinging from soft to solid in one hard arc. He spreads his cheeks wider so Josh can get in deep. Josh strips, beard trimmed tight, chest and arms covered in bear fur. His gloves snap on. He grabs a dildo thick as his own wrist and shoves it straight into Race. Race yells, grabs his own cock for relief, but Josh keeps driving, hard and fast. Race rides it out. Josh pulls the toy, lines up his fist, and sinks in. Race bucks, muscles jumping, abs tight, chest heaving. Josh adds four more fingers beside the buried fist. He works Race open, twisting and stroking inside. Then he pulls free, climbs up, and slides his cock straight into the stretched hole. He fucks fast, deep, pounding until Race shoots across his own stomach. Josh pulls out, straddles Race's face, and milks a thick load straight into his open mouth.