Bareback That Hole: Brandon Vel and VicGioz

Vic Gioz shoves Brandon Vel backward onto the mattress, teeth sinking into Brandon’s lower lip. “Wanna taste that fat cock,” Vic rasps, ripping Brandon’s boxers down with zero finesse. His throat takes every throbbing inch, spit-drenched gagging echoing off the walls as Brandon’s fist knots in Vic’s hair.

“Fuckin’ starved for it,” Brandon snarls, flipping Vic onto all fours—tongue violating his clenching hole. Vic’s asscheeks tremble, slick with saliva, before Brandon’s bare cock splits him open. No easing in—just raw, hammering thrusts that slam Vic’s prostate. “Deeper!” Vic howls, clawing the sheets as Brandon drags him backward onto his lap, balls slapping Vic’s ass.

Missionary? Doggystyle? Doesn’t matter—Brandon pounds him like a fleshlight, Vic’s cock spurting untouched across his abs. “Take it all,” Brandon grunts, hips pistoning as his load floods Vic’s guts. Vic collapses, gaped hole leaking cum, but Brandon’s already hard again—shoving two cum-slick fingers into Vic’s mouth.