Jimmy Durano’s sexy, muscled shoulders are the first thing we see. He’s making out heavy with Donnie Dean. Durano’s uncut cock points due north, anchored by testicles the size of golf balls. Unable to decide which he wants first, Donnie gets cock and balls alike all shiny and wet with saliva. Then he lowers his head over Jimmy’s meat. Jimmy pants and moans; his torso begins to glisten; his abs ripple and his thighs clench. Donnie uses his entire upper body, massaging Jimmy’s taint, squeezing his balls and stroking while he sucks. If you were the receiver, you’d want to baste the guy’s tonsils with your cum. But Donnie’s pulsating hole needs relief, so Jimmy centers his face between the high mounds of Donny’s buns. Donny jacks in rhythm to Jimmy’s tongue lapping at his hole. Donny’s rocking hips are the final incitement, and with a slap on the ass, Jimmy enters him from behind. Their breaths are coming short as they switch to missionary position. Jimmy orders “cum” and Donny squirts all over himself. Jimmy’s cock looks twice as big coming out as it looked going in, and Donny wants once more taste. He’s rewarded with a massive face full of spooge.
