FTM Iverson Dash Enjoys J.D. Manning’s Big Penis

J.D. Manning was just settling into his bed, hoping for rest, when the soft chime of his door announced Iverson Dash’s arrival. J.D. had given Iverson the code, an open invitation that Iverson was now using. He slipped into the bedroom and crawled onto the mattress beside J.D. Iverson didn’t hesitate, his mouth finding J.D.’s while his hand slid down, palming the hard outline in J.D.’s pants. J.D. responded instantly, his own hunger meeting Iverson’s.

Soon, both J.D. and Iverson were naked. Iverson took J.D. into his mouth until J.D. guided him up, wanting Iverson to sit on his face. J.D. worked Iverson over with his mouth and fingers until Iverson was shuddering. Iverson slid back down, their bodies aligning, and then rose up to take J.D. inside him. A low groan escaped Iverson as he began to move. J.D. watched, enthralled, before flipping Iverson onto his hands and knees. J.D. drove into him again, each thrust deeper than the last, until Iverson’s whimpers signaled his climax. J.D. followed, spilling into Iverson before collapsing beside him. It was a safe bet J.D. and Iverson would be repeating this soon.