(www.patreon.com/adencamp) He looked so fucking hot, dripping in sweat, his cock dripping with my slobber – all of him glistening in the sun. I knew what was coming next and was as excited as I was nervous based on the rough throat fucking. Worshiping the fat head only made me more desperate, he could sense it too. “I got me a real starved faggot,” he laughed as he yanked my hair back and spat into my mouth.I was going to swallow it and say thank you sir but before I could, his thick meat was pushing past my lips, tongue, and forcing it’s way down my throat as he pulled my head toward his musky crotch. I had about three-quarters of him down, I could taste and smell all the piss, cum, and sweat as he held me there. Gay sex I did my best not to gag, spit was pouring from the corners of my mouth as my throat muscles contracted around him. My body trembled as I hoisted myself onto the flatbed of his truck. Whether the trembles were from nerves or excitement, I couldn’t tell.
