With a sympathetic touch, Killian Knox tends to Brody Fox's injured leg, but his intentions quickly shift as he notices Brody's arousal. "Don't worry, son," he soothes, "I've seen plenty of hard cocks in my time." Intrigued, Brody asks about Killian's past experiences, and the older man shares stories of wild nights and hungry men. As he speaks, he strokes Brody's thigh, moving closer until their faces are inches apart. "You're different, though," Killian murmurs, capturing Brody's lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. Brody moans into Killian's mouth as the older man unzips his pants, revealing his thick, veiny cock, already leaking pre-cum.