Red Handed

Drew Sebastian sits alone in the bunkhouse, sinking onto a fat latex boot. The thing splits him open. He rides it deep and slow, hips rolling, hole gripping. Alessandro Del Toro steps in, sees the thick slab of dick bobbing between spread thighs, and moves fast. He plants one hand on Drew’s chest, shoves him down until the boot disappears inside. Drew groans, eyes rolling. “Need your fist,” he rasps. Alessandro rolls him onto his back, snaps on a black glove, and pours lube straight into the open hole. One finger, three, then the whole hand slides in. Drew bucks. Both men grab their cocks and start stroking hard. Alessandro leans in, wraps his lips around Drew’s pierced shaft, sucks the head while his fist twists and drives deeper. He jacks his own dick with the free hand, pace getting ragged. Cum spurts across his glove; he keeps sucking. When Drew shoots, Alessandro milks every pulse, fist still buried to the wrist, 2013 muscle and sweat filling the room.