Hunter and Krozzy are still buzzing from their sex toy and mask play when Axel, a muscle-bound god and head of this kinky house, barges in. “I hear hole wrecking!” he booms, introducing himself as the dungeon master. He’s got an offer for Krozzy, a chance to live out his wildest fantasy, but Krozzy’s too stunned to answer. Hunter, though, he’s all in. He’s ready to get down and dirty with the dungeon master in all his musclefucker glory. Krozzy’s out, banished from the dungeon, as Hunter and Axel start making out, tongues tangling, hands grabbing.
The dungeon master cranks up the heat, the sting of a red whip cracking across Hunter’s hungry ass. Each lash sends shivers of pleasure through him, his moans echoing in the dungeon. His dick’s straining against his blue briefs as Axel’s hand joins the whip, spanking that muscle butt red. “Bet that ass is so tight! Do you want to feel it inside you?” Axel whispers, and Hunter can’t help but agree. “Ohhh, FUCK YEAH!” Axel tenderizes those meaty glutes with more whipping, Hunter thrusting his ass back into every sharp smack, begging for more. He’s a fucking masochist, and Axel knows just how to play him.
Hunter drops to his knees, eager to swallow Axel’s big, hard cock. He takes it all the way down, gagging with pleasure, until it’s raging hard. Axel yanks down Hunter’s briefs and plows in, slow at first, teasing him, then grabbing Hunter’s hips to speed up to a fast, deep drilling. Hunter’s cock bobs up and down with every thrust, his hands braced against the wall, his body shaking with lust. He’s getting wrecked, just the way he likes it.
Axel pants with unleashed fervor, his dick pounding into the depths of Hunter’s dick-starved fuckhole. He can’t hold back any longer, the pleasure’s too intense. Axel pushes Hunter back onto his knees and unloads, drenching his face, mouth, and chin in a sticky glaze of manjuice. He’s spent, satisfied, and ready to move on. Shooing him away, Axel assures Hunter he got what he wanted and is done with him. “What about my clothes?” Hunter pleads, but Axel just answers with a cheeky smile, “My clothes now!” He’s a cocky bastard, but Hunter can’t help but admire him. He got fucked good, and that’s all that matters. Check out more scenes like this at Gayvideo.online.
