Howlers

Brian Bonds keeps his tongue buried in Drew Sebastian's inked hole. Drew works him up fast—Brian's cock stands straight out, throbbing. Brian pulls his tongue free, shoves four fingers in, and pulls them back to lick each time. He pulls on gloves, presses both palms together, and drives inside. Lube spills down Drew's sides as Brian's fist sinks past the wrist. Drew's ring knocks against the table edge. Brian stands, feeds him his cock, then keeps his fist in place so Drew takes both at once. Drew swings around, straddles Brian's face, and sucks him while Brian's fist works his open hole, juice dripping onto Brian's mouth and chin. Drew jerks out a thick load that streaks across the lube already on his skin; his rosebud pushes out. He wipes it up, then turns the same hunger on Brian—sucking, fucking, and fisting him until Brian's hole winks and he shoots.