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SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES THUNDERBOLTS* (2025) Dir. Jake Schreier

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"That's one of the perks of being frat president for 3 years straight, you get a lot of practice," He finished that last part with a wink, moving until he stood in front of the pixie, both of his thumbs tucked into the waistband of his jeans.

"Or is sex not the way you want to get revenge? Are you here for something else?" Daniel asked, looking down at the seated man, his thumbs pulling down his pants, showing off his trimmed pelvis. Teasing the other, mainly because even if he wasn't here for that, the young one had always wondered if he was actually good, or if that was just a lie everyone had fed him. After all, Alejandro seemed experienced enough to be the perfect judge.

Alejandro's   lips   curled   up   into   a   smile   as   he   heard   the   other   man's   words.   “You   sound   pretty   confident   that   you   truly   are   going   to   be   able   to   be   the   best   I   ever   have.”   Alejandro   said   with   a   chuckle.   “Fair   warning,   he   wasn't   bad   in   the   bed   at   all.”   Still…Alejandro   knew   that   there   were   others   that   would   be   better.   But   Alejandro's   complaints   never   were   what   they   did   in   the   bedroom.   It   was   more   the   constant   commitment   issues   his   partner   seemed   to   be   having.   The   tipsy   man's   tongue   came   out   to   flick   across   his   lips.   “But   I   will   definitely   appreciate   the   effort.”   Aedric   said   with   a   grin   and   a   wink.   The   pixie   downing   the   rest   of   his   own   drink   after   his   statement. 

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"The bait?" Adryan chuckled, his eyes moving from Matias's eyes to his lips, "Love, you can say you are just doing this as revenge, but you've clearly been thinking about how to get me in your bed again."

"Falling in love has always been our problem..." he added, sitting right next to the other and stretching his arm behind him. "That's what makes me so perfect for this, that and well..." he smirked and moved his head slightly down, pointing towards his crotch.

A small smirk tugged at Matias’s lips the moment Aryan voiced his approval. The proposition might’ve been bold, bordering reckless but it was worth testing the waters, especially with an old flame.

“I don’t appreciate the disrespect,” Matias said coolly, lifting his glass for a slow sip. His eyes never left Aryan’s as he stepped closer. “So it’s only fair I return the favor.”Matias added with a quiet laugh, straightening his posture as he set his drink aside. “ Perfect, I knew you’d be the one to take the bait.”

He leaned in just enough to let the tension linger. “But let’s set some ground rules, like, you’re not allowed to fall in love with me after. Obsession’s a bit much, even for you.”

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David Corenswet in Hollywood (2020)

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Open to: tops/ bottoms/ vers Relation: ex, friend, client, neighbor, pick your poison. Note: This starter could work for: Ben, Damian, Luca, Robert & Daniel.

"Fine, I'll do it." He said, left hand on his hip as he leaned against his acquaintance's kitchen table. "You wanna get revenge on this guy so bad, I'll do it," he said, finishing his drink before leaving it on the table and walking towards the other. "I'll have sex with you just so he can have a taste at what is like to have the love of his life fucked so much better by someone else...".

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ZANE PHILLIPS photographed by Owen Devalk (2025)

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this is a holy place, so you better be quiet and respectful while i screw you in the confessional booth.

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First Times. Kyle never thought that accepting to get to know Damian would lead him to this. To his first threesome. It was something he had always wanted to do, but he never thought it would happen on a couch, in an office, and that the third person would be his famous crush.

At first, he tried to process every single thing that was happening individually. Focusing on the way Damian's fingers slid in and out of him, losing himself at that feeling until his toes started curling and his cock started leaking, a fact that forced him to notice that the CEO had his hand wrapped around it, something that wasn't part of their deal but he couldn't say anything since his mouth was full at the moment.

The journalist's tongue eagerly slid across his lips, closing his eyes at the taste of the actor's seed or the way Damian was expertly moving his fingers inside of him, he wasn't sure. Once he opened his eyes, he was welcomed with Michael's cock moving toward his mouth, instinctively he closed his eyes again, relaxing his throat at first, allowing him to get into him as deeper as he wanted.

The idea of ending up with their seed leaking out of his hole and lips got Kyle excited, which he showed by the way he started moaning around the actor's cock, sucking at it while moving his hips up and down, trying to get more of Damina into him and by the way both of his hands moved up, reaching Michael's ass, pulling him. Kyle's need to be theirs just grew, he needed more of them, and although they were just starting, he was already a mess, precum leaking from his uncut cock like crazy.

Damian only smirked in response at Kyle, tilting his head as he gazed at the journalist. The CEO began to slip in a second finger, wriggling it in deeper into the other's entrance. "I wouldn't think you'd be so eager to challenge us," he murmured as he curled his fingers inside of Kyle. The older man watched as he began to push his fingers in and out of the other's hole, letting himself enjoy the slow finger fucking at Kyle's request. "I don't think we'd let you leave until we got you to cum. Seeingyou make a mess of yourself was always the plan. Doing it with just my fingers and tongue in your ass? That's an added treat."

His efforts only doubled as he watched Michael rub his cock along Kyle's lips. If the journalist wanted to cum without the CEO even fucking him yet, then Damian was more than happy to comply. The large blonde let his free hand slide forward until it wrapped around the journalist's cock. He kept a firm grip on the other's length, stroking him as he gazed into Kyle's eyes. No one said he had to hold back, and Damian wasn't planning to when it came to Kyle.

"Then allow us to engrave into your brain that you are ours now. Just as we are yours. And it would do you well to remember that we'll fuck you as you please. Something rough and feral, or slow and passionate and romantic... whatever suits your needs for that day," Michael murmured as he gripped the base of his cock to steady the swinging member. The leaking cock slit was coating a nice slick layer over Kyle's lips, causing the journalist's lips to glisten under the dim lighting.

The actor chuckled at the other's question, only pushing his cock into the other's mouth the moment Kyle opened his lips. He enjoyed the journalist's teasing and playful nature; it was what made Michael feel so drawn to him amongst many other things. "Oh, well, it's hard to hold myself back when I'm looking down and seeing just how pretty you are. How your mouth was made to wrap around my cock. How good it feels fucking that throat of yours," Michael groaned as he pushed in several more inches of his fat dick down Kyle's throat. "All that makes me want to dump every last load inside of you. Watch you be filled to the brim with my seed and have it leak out of every last hole of yours."

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The idea of being able to ride the butler's cock whenever he wanted got his dick twitching right after Ivan's, a fact that got a chuckle out of the journalist. "What I want?" He wondered out loud, biting his lip as he explored the options in his head, his eyes exploring the other's body for the fifth time.

Immediately, his right hand moved down the other's shoulder, seizing that tender move to feel his muscles as he made his way to his hand. "I want your fingers in me," he added after taking a breath, trying to shift into this new role, thinking of him as someone else, as something else that has always been inside of him. After he spoke those words, he guided Ivan's hands to his ass.

"And I want you to kiss me," he added as his hand moved up his neck to the back of his head, grabbing the hair there and pulling it. Moving him closer until their lips were barely apart. "Do you want daddy to own your cock?" He asked with a smile on his face, his eyes searching Ivan's face for a reaction, trying to figure out if he was doing a good job. "Then kiss me as if your life depended on it, because if you do good, I might also take care of you..." He added, pulling again so their bodies were no longer touching, leaving Ivan's dick alone.

Watching as Kyle made his attempt to slide down on his cock, the butler sat there patiently, only grunting a bit as the failed attempt ended with Kyle sitting back on his lap once more. Their hardened cocks brushed up against each other under the hot water, and Ivan smiled reassuringly at the reporter as his hands returned to the butler's shoulders. "It's alright. It simply makes you that much more charming in my eyes," he said firmly as he leaned up a bit to kiss the other man gently on the lips. "There's no need to force it. It'll hurt going in if you do it like that. But over time, I'm sure we can train it so that it slides in with ease. And that way, you can ride on my cock whenever you'd like," he purred softly.

He flexed and bounced his pectoral muscles as Kyle's hands slid down to grope and play with them. Ivan was more than happy to show off his physique and build for the other man, especially if the reporter was going to appreciate his hard work like this. Nodding as he understood the other's unfamiliarity with verbalizing his wants, Ivan made a mental note of that for his future reference. He was sure that as the other man spent more time in the manor with the harem, Kyle could become more comfortable asking and taking whatever he wanted. All the men would certainly be happy to comply.

Ivan glanced up at the proposed question, tilting his head a bit to the side. "Ah, that I can do. I wouldn't mind seeing you become a power bottom. Taking my cock and riding it whenever you want. It's certainly... an arousing thought," the butler grunted as his own cock twitched against Kyle's at the mere thought of it. "Alright, then I want you to tell me something simple first. I want you to tell me where you want me to touch you. If you want me to stroke you, finger you, tweak your nipples, kiss you. I won't do anything until you tell me what you want," he mused as he took his hands off the other's body. "A power bottom knows what he wants and how he likes it. And he gets what he wants when he demands it."

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kyle: r u at the manor? kyle: I thought you had a late night filming kyle: I need to keep myself distracted and you always have the best stories or fun facts so... kyle: Would you mind sharing more about the guys with me? kyle: Stuff like, who would win second place at 'the most handsome' contest? Because let's be honest, you would definitely get first place

michael: i always have time for you michael: want me to come keep you company?

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kyle: yeah... kyle: what u up to? r u busy?

📱 -> kyle / michael

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kyle: You up? michael: im up michael: whats up qt? cant sleep?

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"You like what you see, Captain?" The God of Thunder asked as Steve's hands ran down his body. A confident smirk was on his face as his eyes stayed locked on the other's. He leaned backwards to flex his muscles and give the other more space to explore. His right hand ran through his own hair to remove it from his face.

Getting his pants and underwear torn off wasn't a move he expected the other to do, especially not in public, but the fact that he did only made his dick bounce with excitement now that it was completely free. Thor's face lit up as he leaned down to meet the other in a kiss. His right hand quickly searching for Steve's, taking it and guiding it towards his cock.

Steve's lips curled into a smile as they kissed, his heartbeat racing up like a teenager on their first time. The eyes on him reminding him how less likely it was for him to experience that decades ago, when he was no more than a youngling with a fragile body and judgements thrown his way.

He laid back away from those lips briefly, if only to peck him twice holding his head. Hands went down through his chest to his trousers pulling them open shamelessly as he didn't want any pressure keeping him tight, tossing asside the underwear as well, wetting his lips. "That's better," he added before diving in back to take a mouthful of his man. and bath in the kiss once more

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Not walking straight and bumping his arm against one of the captain's had the results the God of Thunder wanted. Once they reached the bench, it didn't take him long before he found himself straddling Steve's legs, his hands finding their position behind his neck, pulling him, wishing for more of him.

As his lips continued crashing against the other's, Thor started parting his wider, allowing his tongue to tease Steve's lips, requesting him to use his too. The sensation of others watching them only got him more excited, wishing they had more space so he could slide his legs further and start pressing his bulge against his.

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Good day, sun up, and a walk to the park. Steve was sitting on a bench with his arms around Thor's waist, holding him close and tight to him while the blonder straddled his lap. Lips collapses with one another, clashing in a desperate fight for air as a deep kiss took place raising his heart beat and waking up giggles, pointing fingers and questions of people that saw the two men eating their respective mouths like they were each other's meal.

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CHRIS EVANS as Reverend Drew HONEY, DON'T! (2025)

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Adryan smirked against the kiss. Zane sounded so desperate, so needy for him, that was the fuel he needed to keep going. His lips kept claiming the blonde's, his eyes glowing below his eyelids, lifting himself up to be able to free his own hands. Which started to play with his boyfriend's nipples, pinching them, stimulating them. He continued with the slow passing for a couple more minutes, trying to get some momentum, but his lips never stopped ferally eating, licking, and biting Zane's lips and tongue. A mere thought was enough to make the dildo start slamming against the blonde's ass, it used strength enough to force him to move his hips up and fuck the warlocks ass, a movement that got him moaning into the other's lips.

The act was weird, it was almost as if he was using Zane, he was a mere toy with which he was fucking himself, a fact that for some reason only got him hornier. Which he showed by the way he moved down to the blonde's neck, licking it, biting it and even sucking at it. Marking him, claiming him, a reminder for the future of how good the warlock could fuck himself with him.

His right hand left his nipple and moved up, searching his boyfriend's lips and getting them in, trying to get him to suck at them. His brain was no longer in control; now his instinct was trying to find new ways to stimulate him even more. A mere thought was enough to modify their surroundings; they appeared at the center of Madison Square Garden for a second, since the warlock thought that maybe being in public would make this hotter, but he quickly discarded that idea and returned them to his room.

Instead, the dildo modified, starting to vibrate as it still continued slamming inside of Zane, producing lube every couple of seconds to make sure not to hurt him, after all, it was Adryan's nature to take care of him. And, it also grew an extension, a little part that rubbed against his perineum every time it got close enough.

Now, he just continued, fucking himself with Zane, claiming his neck and stimulating everything he could of the other.

Zane let out a strangled whimper the moment Adryan slowed everything down, his entire body twitching as he tried to push himself back into motion. His breath hitched, frustration curling in his gut like a fire, his nerves screaming at the loss of momentum. He was so full—too full—but he didn’t want it to stop. The relentless, magical thrusts of the dildo inside him made his thighs tremble, his muscles locking up as pleasure crackled through every inch of him. It was too much and not enough at the same time, and the torturous pace had him gasping, his fingers desperately clawing at Adryan’s skin.

"Adryan—fuck, please," he choked out, his voice a mixture of a whine and a sob. His legs quivered, chest rising and falling rapidly, skin flushed and glistening. "Why did you slow down? Please, I need it—I need more, I can take it, I swear." His hips twitched involuntarily, his body searching for the friction, the overwhelming pace that had nearly driven him insane just moments ago. The slow, steady thrusts of the toy inside him made him feel stretched, stuffed to the brim, his mind spiraling into blissful delirium. He couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but moan and writhe beneath Adryan, needing him to ruin him completely.

His fingers curled into the other’s waist, nails digging in as he let out another wrecked moan. "Don’t tease me, don’t stop, don’t—" His words broke apart into a breathy cry, his entire body trembling from the unbearable pleasure simmering just beneath the surface. "I don’t want a break—I don’t need a fucking break. I just need you." His head tipped back, exposing the column of his throat, as his voice cracked on another desperate plea.

"Push me—" His voice was shaky, desperate, raw with need. "Test me, ruin me, fuck, I don’t care what you do, just don’t hold back. I can take it. I want to take it—I want you to make me lose my mind, Adryan, please." He was sweating, panting, his body practically vibrating with anticipation. Every movement sent a new jolt of pleasure through him, every slow, teasing thrust of the toy inside him making him gasp, his moans tumbling out unchecked.

His fingers tangled in Adryan’s hair, yanking him down for a kiss that was messy, needy, all tongue and desperation. "I need you," he murmured between kisses, his voice breaking apart, his hips moving helplessly against the other’s. "Make me yours—completely—don’t stop until I’m begging you to. Until I can’t even speak." His body trembled, fire pooling deep in his stomach, his mind foggy with pleasure and submission.

"Please," he whispered, breathless, pleading, pressing himself closer, as if that would be enough to make Adryan give in and wreck him the way he so desperately craved.

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"Ivan... God... You are so BIG," Clearly, the journalist didn't think before acting, he tried to lower himself, to take more of the butler, but he failed, feeling as if he was being split in two, so, with shame, he moved his hips up and returned to their old position, their cocks between them and Kyle's ass against Ivan's legs.

"I should've known," he chuckled, returning his hands to Ivan's shoulders. "Now you are aware of my level of ingenuity and inexperience," he shared, still filled with shame. "Michael and Damian made it seem so easy that I just thought I could do it," He laughed nervously. Taking a deep breath and looking up into Ivan's eyes.

"I'm not afraid to ask things of you, I'm just not used to asking, verbalizing what I want. But... You seem trustworthy, you make me want to be able to do it." He added while looking down, his hands sliding down to his pectorals, playing with the muscle as an idea quickly invaded his mind.

"Could you teach me how to be a power bottom? You can give me directions or show me how it's done," he added, perking up at the idea. "If you know how to be that, if you don't, then... I'll just need your help getting out of my head, because I really want to do more than just this."

Dark eyes gazed back at Kyle as Ivan listened to the other man's request. He was quite good at listening, always waiting patiently to hear the other man's request in its fullest. Even if it was hard for him to say, the butler nodded in turn as though this were something simple that he was requesting. "I see. Then I am more happy to receive this side of you. If you wish to explore yourself being more dominant, then I will do as you wish," he murmured softly against the other's lips. "Please don't be afraid to ask of such things from me. I am happy to know that you wish to claim me and make me yours," Ivan purred.

He grunted as he felt Kyle shift their bodies around. There wasn't much warning before Ivan felt the journalist's ass start to surround his throbbing length. The butler groaned at the warm and tight feeling, complimented with the wetness provided by the hot tub. "Ah, f-fuck... Kyle... You know how to take what you want, don't you?" Ivan chuckled softly as he tilted his head to brush their lips against each other in a gentle kiss. "Come, use me as you please."

The butler's hands slid around the other man's backside, groping and squeezing at those juicy ass cheeks underneath the water. While Kyle had already sat down onto him, there was still more to stuff inside. And as eager as Ivan was to make love to him, he wanted the experience to be enjoyable as well. Ivan continued to massage and squeeze whatever he could to help loosen up the other's hole. "S-So tight, love... Were you t-that eager to ride me?" he hummed with a small smirk on his lips.

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Kyle chuckled, licking his lips at the sight of the actor completely naked above him. "Experimenting it. I'm sure you understand it, I don't know if it's your case, but most actors say that having sex for a show is really uncomfortable, wouldn't you say doing it instead of acting it is the best way to know if it would be better?" He teased, amused. "Wasn't my greediness part of why you were into me? Don't you think you'll have more fun with someone who dares you to try new stuff than with someone who just takes it as you give it?".

"Our day will come, who knows? Maybe you'll have me all for yourself sooner than you expect," he winked at him, chuckling at the rest of his words. "And what would you want of me in return? I'm even willing to give you three things, one for both of you and one for each. That's how badly I want to see you guys touch and kiss each other." He added, as if he wouldn't do anything the CEO and the actor asked of him.

Especially, in the position he was in, there is no world in which he is capable of denying anything Michael asks of him when he is draggin his cock against his face. "I've never been a big fan of the camera, besides, are you sure you could tolerate other people watching me, thinking of me in nothing or almost nothing?" He was trying to get the actor in a possessive mood, something complicated since he was already sharing him with Damian, but maybe the idea of others outside of their special manor would get him there. While he parted his lips, ready to welcome the actor.

The journalist was so focused on the actor that he almost forgot about the CEO, his voice snapped him out of his trance, forcing him to look down at him. The sight of Damian was hotter, he didn't understand why, Michael had been his famous crush for a lot of years, but still, there's something about the way the other moves that just forces him to turn off his snarkiness and he just turns into a horny mess.

"You are not wrong there, Michael... But that's what tonight is for... Your chance to engrave into my brain who owns me, who are the only guys that know how to fuck me as I like..." he teased, his body answering to the CEO as if he was a magnet, his legs spread apart to allow his hands between them, releasing his own cock to stretch and finally touch the other's naked body, quickly moving to his chest, cupping his pectorals and squeezing them before starting to play with his nipples. He wanted to suck at them so bad.

At his words, he chuckled, "I didn't mean 'explode' like that". At the sensation of the other's cock close to his entrance, the electromagnetic pulse activated, the journalist's hips moving down, trying to get more of him against his skin. "Although, now that you mention it... Think you and the 'hottest man of the year according to multiple magazines' over here can make me cum with just his cock in my mouth and your fingers and tongue inside my ass?" He knew they could, but there was something about the fact that Michael paused to make sure that he was ready for his size and asked for lube that helped him feel more comfortable, safer, aware that they weren't like some of his former partners, they were in it to make sure that it's pleasurable for everyone. That or the fact that the finger inside of him was starting to force blood to leave his brain and get between his legs.

He returned his attention to Michael as soon as he felt his cock against his lips, Kyle was sure that he died at some point, now the sight of the actor from below seemed hotter that the one in front of him. This whole experience was very weird to him, and he is sure his brain hasn't caught up, but the breaks he takes from each of them only make them seem hotter at second glance. "Already leaking? What has you so horny Maiky?" he asked pulling away to lick his lips, reacting as if he just tasted the most delicious food, because he just did. Before opening his mouth, as he instructed, thinking that he could never get used to this view.

Chuckling at Kyle's request to see them kiss, Michael walked over to where the journalist was laying on the futon in his full naked glory. The actor smirked at him, his thick fingers hooking the waistband of his underwear to join him in his nudity. "How would you know if us kissing was better than the three of us kissing together? Like I said, you're being far too greedy, Mr. Kyle. Having two handsome, powerful men kissing you whenever you'd like, and that's still not enough to satisfy you?" he rumbled with amusement.

Michael dropped his remaining article of clothing, letting it fall to the floor as his heavy bulge was exposed. A heavy set of balls and his throbbing cock sprung forward, swinging between his legs in its full glory. He made his way over towards where the journalist was reclining his head, letting his cock slide along the other's biceps and shoulders. "I'm afraid the two of us just aren't that attracted to each other. We've been friends for some time. A long time. So knowing what the other man is thinking isn't too hard. And while I would much rather prefer kissing you and making out with you until you're breathless and panting and mewling and begging for more, I will only kiss Damian if we both get a reward from you turn. This is, after all, our moment together with you. Shouldn't we get something in return for fulfilling your requests?"

The actor had set his phone to the side, only letting it rest on the side table beside the futon. He was certainly grateful for the photo of Kyle's tongue out, perfectly framed between their two heavy bulges. Michael was going to keep that photo for his own personal keeping, but also wanted to keep the device close in case there were any angles he wished to record a video for him later. "You know, a pretty face like yours really ought to consider being a model," he hummed as he dragged his thick cock head along Kyle's cheeks and lips. Michael stood at one end of the futon, letting the full length of his girthy pipe rest against the other man's face as he stared down at him with a devious glint in his eyes.

As the two of them were talking, Damian had also discarded his last bit of clothing. His size was certainly nothing to scoff at either, and while he wasn't quite as long as Michael, the CEO made it up for his pure girth and thickness. "That's what I've been telling him. But then again, I wouldn't want to share such a handsome face with the rest of the world. Imagine Kyle getting all famous and popular with everyone else, and he has no need for us anymore," Damian hummed as he walked over to the other end of the futon, where the journalist's legs were bent and spread to offer him a proper view of that perky, bubble butt.

"Oh, already so eager and needy for us? We can't have you exploding just yet," Damian smirked as he carefully gripped Kyle's ankles and pulled his legs up so there was some space on the futon for him to climb onto. The CEO knelt on the couch in front of the other man, letting Kyle's legs fall onto his broad shoulders so his legs remained in the air. "Although I suppose seeing how many loads we could get out of you could be a fun challenge for tonight. I don't think any of us are in a rush to get out of here any time soon," he murmured lowly. Damian let his hardening cock slip up between the younger man's inner thighs. The flared cockhead slipped up between Kyle's ass cheeks, poking and prodding at the other's hole as if to tease him about the size that would soon slide in. "Michael, pass me the lube in the table drawer beside you. As eager as you are, Kyle, we still have to get you ready. I want this to be pleasurable, not painful."

The lube was soon passed over, and Damian was spreading a hefty coat of slick jelly over his own cock and his fingers that were starting to press and push inside of Kyle's hole. The CEO offered very little warning; he tended to take things as he wanted. And with Kyle's aching need for them, he wasn't planning on holding back his desires anymore. Damian's hunger soon ended with him slipping in one finger at a time. He wriggled in one thick digit after another, waiting for the journalist to grow accustomed to it before he slipped in another.

In the meantime, Michael had already gripped the base of his cock, holding the lengthy and veiny member steady. He pressed the tip of his leaking cock against Kyle's mouth, smearing those pouty, pink lips with a glistening coating of his pre-cum. "Open wide, love. This is the view you'll wake up to and fall asleep to every day now," the actor purred lowly.