Warehouse Fists, Scene 2
Kinked up Race Cooper lies on a black pad. His hands grasp the back of his knees, spreading his legs and pulling them apart. Lanky Byron White, with two fingers extended, is drilling Race hole in a corkscrew motion. 'Ready for some toys,' Byron asks? He grabs an immense dildo, with balls, veins, and dimensions that would test the limits of any bottom. Applying a lot of lube, he slowly grinds it into Race's hole, every plunge an inch deeper than the last. Streaks of creamy white lube run off the table, like cumshots that never got cleaned up. Byron holds the suction cup end of the toy against his pubes so it looks like he's fucking Race with a strap-on. Race twists and shouts, his gyrations emphasizing some of the best abs in the business. Race grabs another dildo, shorter but fatter: 'Give me that.' He sits on it and grabs his cock. Byron drops the first dildo and grabs his own cock. They lean forward to kiss and blow gummy loads across each other's torsos.
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