Neighbors in Briefs: Raw Gay Anal
In a dimly lit room, the scent of sweat and musk hangs heavy as two anonymous men, clad only in briefs, lock eyes. They're neighbors, mere walls apart, yet strangers in the flesh. Their eyes rove, taking in the outline of cocks straining against fabric. One, bold, reaches out, tracing the bulge. The other moans, hips bucking slightly. Briefs are discarded, revealing hard, leaking cocks. They stand, face to face, their bodies mere inches apart, erections brushing against each other. The bold one reaches around, grabbing a firm ass cheek and pulling their bodies together, their cocks sliding against each other. They groan in unison, their bodies moving in sync, fucking in the air. The room fills with the sounds of wet, sloppy kisses and the smack of flesh on flesh. One drops to his knees, taking the other's cock deep into his throat, gagging slightly but eager to please. He pulls off, spitting on the cock, before diving back in, his hand working the base. The other pulls him up, turning him around and bending him over. He spits on his hand, rubbing it onto the other's asshole before pushing a finger in, causing the other to gasp. He adds another finger, stretching him, before lining up his cock and pushing in, causing the other to moan loudly. He fucks him hard, their bodies slapping together, their moans filling the room. They switch positions, the fucked now fucking, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.