Dude! Where's My Watch?

His abs fill your vision. Then you hear him. Race Cooper is sitting on a table with his hip flexor muscles undulating in response to the fingers in his hole. Josh West pushes himback and Race's cock swings 180 degrees, like the needle of a gas tank going from empty to full. Race spreads his mounds for Josh to get serious. Josh is nude, his beard trimmed and with a bear's coat of fur on his chest and arms. His gloves snap into place as he grabs a dildo thicker than his wrist and pushes it deep into Race's hole. Race cries out, grabbing his cock to add pleasure to the pain, and Josh is merciless, stroking hard and fast. Race is fully enjoying it, and Josh takes that as a cue to trade the dildo for his fist. Race thrashes on the padded table, hips twitching, abs flexing and pecs heaving as Josh presses deeper with his fist and arm. Josh adds four fingers to the fist that's already embedded. Rock hard Joshmassages Race's insides with his fist, but wants to fuck the hot loosened hole. They briefly kiss, and Josh jumps on the table and plows Race fast and furious until Race reaches the tipping point, and cum spurts from his cock. Exhausted, Josh collapses and grabs his dick, squeezing out a warm and sticky load into Race's mouth.