Negotiating Another Load with the Black Hulk
The collector's hand hesitates at the bodybuilder's door, heart pounding. Inside, the black Adonis, still in his workout gear, flexes his muscles, the scent of sweat and sex heavy in the air. The collector enters, eyes drawn to the bulge in the bodybuilder's shorts. "You're here for a reason," the bodybuilder says, voice deep and commanding. The collector nods, licking his lips. The bodybuilder smirks, pushing the collector to his knees. "Show me how much you want it," he says, pulling out his cock. The collector obliges, his mouth stretching wide to accommodate the thick, black cock. The bodybuilder's hands tangle in the collector's hair, guiding him, fucking his mouth roughly. The collector gags, tears streaming down his face, but he doesn't stop. He wants it all.