Boyhous reclines in a leather sling, the heavy ring in his nose resembling the chain links by which the sling is suspended. the pouch of his black jock strap has a red center, vividly recalling a lethal spider: handsome, dangerous. Element Eclipse is on his knees, toying with the hairs around Boyhous’ swollen and hungry hole. Element closes his lips around the hole and sucks, creating a slight mound with a crater in the center. That’s the hole that is about to receive Element’s adept fist. Element works the hole first with his mouth and tongue, then he sucks Boyhous’ cock. Element stands with his huge cock. When Boyhous coaxes his rosebud into emerging, Element fucks him. In this case, the fucking is only the foreplay. Element’s cock is followed by his fist, and the rhythm causes the sling to swing, gaining acceleration and amplitude until Element’s arm is buried halfway to the elbow. Element withdraws. Boyhous’ rosebud swells to full bloom as he grabs his cock and directs a golden fountain onto Element’s hairy chest and hard, pierced nipples. A rapid-fire sequence of sucking, fucking, rimming and fisting brings both men to a cum-soaked conclusion.
