Four rounds, each more excruciating, Dylan’s rim raw, tears streaming, but his 8+ inch cock pulses, dripping, begging for more. His hole fights the intrusion, muscles spasming, the thickness splitting him open, every nerve screaming. Gay porn Dylan’s hands fumble through Ryan’s bush, stroking the veiny rod, lube and hair sticking to his fingers, Ryan groaning low. The intrusion is a molten spike, Dylan’s hole splitting around the thick vein, his scream tearing through the lair—“Eighteen!” His abs flex, eight-pack rippling, tears streaming, the pain like a blade slicing him open, his rim stretched beyond its limit. “Kid’s gonna fucking shatter,” he taunts, voice husky. After three failed sequences, he nails it, whistle vibrating, Cole’s moan a reward, “Fucking navigator, kid,” his lean frame shuddering, freckles glowing under neon.The seniors unleash their final sadism in a “Triple Crown Apocalypse,” a relentless circuit designed to shatter Dylan’s body and will. He’s spitroasted for 25 seconds per bro, no breaks, each demanding a unique, brutal task that pushes his pain and desire to the edge.
