Brandon stands on the grass, his dark hair slicked back, muscles rippling under the sunlight as he grips the sports ball between his hands, then suddenly drops to his knees, gripping his own cock with rough, eager strokes while the ball rolls free. His mouth opens wide around the thick shaft, tongue lashing deep as he chokes on the first thick ropes of cum, spilling hot and heavy down his throat. The orange cones in the distance mark the edge of the field, but his focus is only on the way his own fingers dig into his thighs, his body trembling as he swallows every last drop.
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