Thick Loads of Gay Pleasure
In the dimly lit, musky room, the scent of sweat and pre-cum hangs heavy. The two men, anonymous to each other, lock eyes, their mutual desire palpable. The top, a towering figure with a cock that's as big as it is beautiful, strokes himself, his foreskin sliding over the engorged head. The bottom, lean and hungry, drops to his knees, his tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum drizzling from the top's slit. He takes the cockhead into his mouth, his lips stretching wide, his tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. The top groans, his hands fisting the bottom's hair, guiding him up and down his shaft. The bottom gags, tears streaming down his face, but the top doesn't let up. He pulls out, his cock glistening with spit, and turns the bottom around. He spits on the bottom's hole, rubbing the saliva in with his thumb before pushing his cock inside. The bottom cries out, his body tensing, but the top gives him no time to adjust, fucking him hard and fast, his big balls slapping against the bottom's ass. The bottom reaches back, spreading his cheeks wider, taking the top's cock deeper. The top grunts, his body tensing, his cock pulsing as he unloads deep inside the bottom's ass. He pulls out, his cock still hard, and strokes himself, his cum splattering onto the bottom's back.