Rear Stable: Kyle King and Spencer Reed

Spencer Reed straddles his motorcycle, jacking off, in a secret place surrounded by rough wood slats and corrugated siding. He thinks he’s alone, but there’s another tribute to manhood, Kyle King, watching from a distance. The siding reflects the light – as shiny and unyielding as the spit covered cocks of the two bearded men eying each other.

Kyle knows he’s going to give it up to this rough-looking, meaty man with the almost frighteningly hard cock. Spencer pushes Kyle’s head onto his cock with such rude strength that lips bash into groin again and again. The ramming tool rattles deep in Kyle’s throat.