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It was time for Bryce Barrington to
get fucked and there was only one guy for the job... Braden Charron. Bryce
is one of those guys who jumps into any situation head first. Some people
dip their toes in the pool, some slide in slowly, but Bryce not only dives
in, he does an underwater handstand and splashes you when he comes back
up. He is so full of life and enthusiasm, and it's totally contagious. The
day of the shoot Braden was his usual cheerful self. He's looking better
than ever having trimmed down some of his bodybuilder's bulk while keeping
his breathtaking musculature. He is absolutely gorgeous. I introduced him
to Bryce and gave them a little time to get to know each other. By the
time we got to the set Braden was more frisky than I'd ever seen him. I
set up as soon as I can because I wanted to capture the energy before the
newness wore off. Well, I had nothing to worry about. It only increased
throughout the day. Once they started it was off and running. Brice went
down on Braden's cock like it was his favorite snack and he couldn't get
enough of it. And hearing Braden's thick New England accent devolve into a
sultry horned up whisper as he practically demanded Bryce's cock almost
sent me over the edge. Braden sucks cock with a skill and passion that few
else possess, and by the sounds of Bryce's moans, it was obvious he was
loving every second of it. Braden got so turned on by going down on
Bryce's hard cock that he needed more. He flipped him over and rammed his
huge manmeat deep into Bryce's hungry hole. And for someone who's never
bottomed before, Bryce took it with his usual flair and had the time of
his life! Watching the two of them kiss while Braden is pulling his
jackhammer move, repeatedly thrusting with rapidfire motions, and you just
can't help having a big old leaky hardon, crying out for attention. And
when all is said and done Braden and Bryce both shoot loads of creamy
white jizz all over Braden's smooth chest. |
