After he’s finished with BSB, Damien Kyle should be a spokesperson for Wendy’s. When asked what he spends his money on, Damien gives a pedestrian answer about the gym, gas, and food. However, he perks up when describing the fast food joint.
“Oh my god. The chicken sandwich. Oh, my god.”
Do you need a better endorsement? ”
As for Graham Brady, he will now be able to buy a cell phone with his BSB paycheck. He’ll be able to get a top of the line cellie (is that the term the kids use nowadays) because in today’s update he will be fucked for the first time. The cameraman asks how he’s is dealing with the prospect of a meat injection.
“Still debatable. I’m sweaty if that helps.”
Clothes are removed. Damien’s gym allowance is being well spent. The dude is nice and cut. Especially his abs and chest. He sucks first, deep throating Graham’s pole from the start.
“You’re getting better at this, Damien,” the cameraman notes. “You been practicing at home?”
Damien pulls up with a grin.
“Good one,” he replies.
When he gets back to work, Graham’s mouth stays open in the “Oh, shit this is feeling real good” mode. He puts his hand on Damien’s scalp as if to make Damien suck more. No need to. Damien is doing everything a good cock sucker should.
“You really are good at that,” Graham says.
“All for the Benjamins, baby,”Damien responds.
Soon it’s Graham turn. He puts his curly head in Damien’s lap.
“You suck dick better than my girlfriend, shit,” Damien observes. “Or should I say ex-girlfriend.”
Who are these women letting guys like Damien walk away?
Graham tries to deep throat, but Damien’s tool is too big for him. His pretty mouth can barely reach the base. But Damien isn’t whining that much. Especially with the effort tears streaming down Graham’s face.
“Take that dick,” Damien orders.
It’s stuffing time! Lube is placed in Graham’s hole. He gets on his hands and knees. Damien enters, in one raw stroke, and his bottom cries out. The fucking starts quick and hard.
“Damn,” Graham groans.
The slapping of ass skin is all that is heard.
“Make that booty clap,” Damien says.
Balls deep is this fuck session!
“Pound my ass,” Graham whispers.
Damien does. Brutal stroking that makes sweat beads appear on Graham’s ass. The boys switch positions, with Graham on his back. His face contorts when Damien refills that man hole. Damien is fucking with reckless abandon.
“I’m about to cum,” Graham announces.
He does, his juice splattering his pubes.
Graham pumps away, but eventually pulls out. He strokes out a copious load, showering Graham’s smooth chest in nectar.
Has BSB finally discovered its Bogart and Bacall?