Tyler looked down at Steve’s now-puffy reddened sphincter. Gay porn Tyler walked up behind them, dripping cock in his fist, aiming for the hairy anal target and prepared to push……….Tyler couldn’t believe it. He was covered in grey fur which seemed to emphasize his age; Tyler was all set to carry on walking.The man sat up, discreetly spreading his legs without it seeming too obvious. The next move was Tylers. His back was square, from his shoulders, down his straight sides to the flattish shape of his ass. Steve sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bench.His face was reddened, and while he still looking menacing, his face had softened into a smirk. He wanted Tyler to ‘perform’ for him.Tyler had fucked dozens of guys before but they were younger, usually smooth, their puckers pink and prime ready to be invaded. He could tell it wasn’t bravado, it was this man’s naturally strong grip.The man said “I’m Steve, wanna go to a cubicle?”Tyler couldn’t work out how the polite gesture of a handshake and the obvious demand for immediate sex balanced out.
