MIKE MARTIN FUCKS GAVIN GREENE
Mike Martin and Gavin Greene are old buddies, hanging out and catching up. Unconstrained by the presence of their girlfriends, the guys can talk freely about anything: sports, tattoos, even sex. Gavin mentions that a recent basketball injury really messed up his shoulder. Mike offers to work out the tension for him. Mike helps Gavin out of his shirt, and begins rubbing his shoulders. Mike's arms effortlessly spread down the length of Gavin's lean torso. Gavin doesn't seem to mind as Mike's hands roam freely across his chest, gently whisping over Gavin's nipples. Mike pulls back for some air. Mumbling about the broken cooling system, he takes off his shirt. Gavin only needs one look at Mike's Black Forest of chest hair to know what he wants. Gavin quickly offers Mike a massage. Mike sits down on the sofa between Gavin's legs. Gavin tentatively begins to touch Mike's back, shoulders and chest. Gavin rubs his hand through the thick bulk of fur on Mike's hairy chest. Mike leans into Gavin's caress, and they begin kissing. Mike nibbles at Gavin's nipples, as Gavin shoves his hand into Mike's crotch. Mike unbuckles his belt. Sliding down his underwear with his bluejeans, Mike reveals his mantool to Gavin. Gavin goes down on bended knee, taking Mike's cock in his hand. With a little coaxing, Gavin is deep throating Mike's fattened tubesteak. Mike's cock glistens with Gavin's spit as it seems to expand in his mouth. Mike moans deeply, then pushes Gavin back toward the sofa. Mike plants his face on Gavin's dick, greedily slurping up every inch. Gavin throws his head back in ecstasy as Mike licks his throbbing shaft from base to tip. Mike sucks each of Gavin's balls into his mouth while tugging on his own rigid shaft. Mike teases Gavin's balls with the tip of his tongue, while furiously smacking his own dick against his stomach. They lean into each other again, kissing, as they stroke one another's tools. A little more discussion about where their interaction might go leads to Mike's tongue making it's way into Gavin's ass. Gavin bends over the edge of the sofa, as Mike spits into his puckered hole. Mike softly bites on Gavin's bulbous backside. Mike smacks Gavin's ass, and tugs on his cockhead until Gavin can't take it anymore. Mike slides his ramming rod deep into Gavin's pert bottom. Mike pulls at Gavin's waist, trying to get inside him even deeper. Gavin wants more too, and straddles Mike atop the sofa. Mike's hands grab at Gavin's perfectly round ass. Gavin spreads his hole even wider for Mike, who jackhammers into Gavin's hungry ass. Mike picks Gavin up by the waist now, tossing him onto his back. He enters Gavin missionary style, as Gavin throws both legs up into the air. Gavin begins yanking on his fattened chub to the pounding rhythm of Mike's thrusting. Mike pulls out, sloughing his condom off to reveal his engorged, uncut head, ready to shoot all over Gavin. Mike spews perfect pearl droplets on Gavin's thighs, crotch, and cock. The creamy cum dollops cling to Gavin's pubes. Gavin furiously pounds his red-headed monster until it jizzspits clumps of cooze onto his own chest. The boys lay back, spent, panting, out of breath. They agree, as they chuckle, not to tell the girls.
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