22cm of fun
It was a Friday night, the air was heavy, charged with electricity. Cocksucker, a guy known for his legendary skills with his mouth and ass, was scrolling through a dating app, looking for a hard-hitting shot. His screen name clicked, and his reputation preceded him: he knew how to make any guy vibrate. Then, bim, he matched DaddyXXL. The guy's profile? Curious hetero, athletic but not bodybuilt, and a line that makes you salivate: "22 cm, ready to rock." Cocksucker feels his heart racing. Tonight's going to be intense! The appointment is made at DaddyXXL, a cozy but virile apartment with dimmed lights and a vibe that screams "we're going to have fun". Cocksucker pushes open the door, a smirk on his face. DaddyXXL is waiting for him on the sofa. The bulge is already there, imposing, like a promise. The two quickly check each other out, no need for blah, blah, blah. The chemistry is instantaneous. Cocksucker sits down next to DaddyXXL on the sofa, the mood already warm. He puts a hand on the guy's thigh, slowly works his way up, and tackles the belt. The click of the buckle echoes through the room. Cocksucker undoes the pants, unbuttoning slowly, savoring the moment. The fabric slips away, revealing a pair of briefs stretched to the limit. He strokes the bulge, feeling the warmth and hardness through the fabric. With a smirk, he pulls on the elastic, and the manhood springs out: 22 cm, thick, already stiff as marble. But Cocksucker wants more. He stands up, pulls down his sweatpants, revealing his jockstrap that frames his hairy ass like an invitation. DaddyXXL, his eyes on fire, grabs some lube. He slides a hand over Cocksucker's buttocks, pushing a finger in, slowly, making his partner moan. Then a second, spreading, preparing the ground. Cocksucker arches his back, bellows a "come on, I'm ready". DaddyXXL lines up his massive cock and enters, first gently, then powerfully. The 22 cm expands Cocksucker's hairy ass, each stroke a wave of pleasure. Cocksucker moans, clutching the sofa, his jockstrap stretched taut. DaddyXXL follows, the rhythm intense, the sofa trembling. It lasts, passionate and primal. Cocksucker is on the verge of orgasm, his ass taking it like a pro. DaddyXXL senses the final surge. He pulls out, grabs Cocksucker by the hair and brings him to his knees. A few quick strokes, and a massive ejaculation splashes across Cocksucker's face. Semen drips down his cheeks, his chin, his lips, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
