Marcus Paradise slams Nick Starlight against the wall before their lips even meet, the blond twink’s pupils blown black with animal hunger. “Been tasting you since breakfast,” Marcus growls, teeth scraping Nick’s neck as he tears the waistband of Nick’s briefs. Nick’s laughter dissolves into moans, fingers tangled in Marcus’ peroxide-blond hair as the twink drops to his knees—tongue already swirling around Marcus’ swollen tip.
Nick’s choked “Fuck, you’re obsessed” gets muffled when Marcus flips him onto the mattress, stripping him bare to mouth at his pink hole. “Scream,” Marcus demands, cramming two spit-slick fingers deep as Nick’s back arches off the sheets. Their 69 turns feral—hollowed cheeks, choked gagging, bruises blossoming on hipbones—until Marcus mounts him doggystyle, ramming in with zero warmup. Nick’s knuckles bleach white on the headboard, ass taking every punishing thrust as Marcus snarls “C’mon, cream that slutty cock for me!”
The crew’s cameras catch it all: Marcus’ sweat-drenched hair plastered to his forehead, Nick’s hole stretched scarlet-red as he’s flipped into missionary, ankles hooked over Marcus’ shoulders. “Again,” Nick gasps, painting his own abs with pearly streaks, but Marcus is already reloading—thick ropes of cum striping Nick’s heaving chest.
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