Barefoot And Fisted

Leo Forte’s grin is pure sin. Naked, half-hard, he’s got his fist deep in Ben Reyes’ smooth brown ass. Ben is Latin, built, and grinning back like he likes it nasty. Leo slips in a second gloved hand and starts that driving left-right-left rhythm, stretching Ben wide. Six fingers hold him open, the red light catching every wet fold of his hole. Leo flips him onto his shoulders, cock braced at the small of Ben’s back, dragging across slick skin while the fists keep trading places. His pumped chest and the ink reading ‘Fiend’ on one arm say everything about the scene. He eases the hole a moment, slicks his left foot, and Ben sinks down on it—heel and all. Ben rides until he shoots, body shaking, while Leo strokes out thick ropes across his own thigh.