Watching Jake Bass’ head roll back from the intensity of Dillon Rossi’s dick sinking home has to be one of the highlights of this sizzling Cockyboys scene. Admittedly, Dillon has a dick of the Gods- it’s thick and longer than the winning entry at a Bavarian sausage contest- and it looks REALLY good slapped across Jake Bass’ face, and pushing between his delicate lips, which are used to nothing bigger than a cigarette parting their pouty puffiness.
Once Jake has finished worshiping that hard meat it’s time to get to the main course- namely Jake on his hands and knees, moaning into the quiet forest air as Dillon’s dick stretches his hole wide open with slow, deliberate thrusts. Jake’s face says it all- he’s struggling, but loving every second of this prostate pounding fuck. You see, he has a little crush on that sweetheart Dillon Rossi, and what better way to bond with him than have all of Dillon’s inches squeezed into his butt?