Topher DiMaggio traces his fingers over Jake Genesis’s sculpted chest, smirking. "Isn’t he hot?" Jake groans, "Fuck yes!", both men are built like marble, their cocks thick and throbbing. They take turns deep-throating each other, choking on the weight of their shafts before pulling back, breathless.
Topher spreads Jake’s ass, tongue diving into his slick hole while Jake whimpers, begging for his cock. After a slow tease, Topher finally gives in, stretching Jake open with every brutal inch. Jake grips his own shaft, moaning as Topher hammers him deep, skin slapping, muscles flexing.
When Topher can’t hold back, he roars, flooding Jake’s face with thick ropes. Jake licks and fingers the mess before his own cock erupts, creamy cum painting his abs. He swallows a fingerful of his own load, then presses a sloppy, cum-stained kiss to Topher’s lips.
Topher spreads Jake’s ass, tongue diving into his slick hole while Jake whimpers, begging for his cock. After a slow tease, Topher finally gives in, stretching Jake open with every brutal inch. Jake grips his own shaft, moaning as Topher hammers him deep, skin slapping, muscles flexing.
When Topher can’t hold back, he roars, flooding Jake’s face with thick ropes. Jake licks and fingers the mess before his own cock erupts, creamy cum painting his abs. He swallows a fingerful of his own load, then presses a sloppy, cum-stained kiss to Topher’s lips.
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