Julian Kido and Kevin Sportwear
Lanky stud Julian Kido is sitting at the bar, having a smoke, his chest peeking out through his unzipped track suit jacket. Kevin Sportwear is sitting mere feet away from him. He’s nursing a beer and looking Julian’s way. Their cruising glances catch each other.
Kevin knows a bottom when he sees one. He removes his shirt, then his sneaker, which he tosses at Julian. The lanky blonde catches it like a pro and sticks his nose right into the lining. He takes a big whiff of his new top’s particular scent. Kevin watches with approval, and continues to undress fully, socks and all. His cock is visibly hard through his light gray boxer briefs.
After Julian works Kevin’s cock with his mouth, and after taking a few more hits of the scent of his sweaty sneakers and socks, Julian stands and bends over a table in the middle of the bar. He pleads for Kevin to slide his cock up into his hungry hole; Kevin’s more than happy to oblige.
Julian grunts as the sleazy top effortlessly pops his cock head into his hole. The blonde bottom uses the same sneaker as something of a pillow, one that he can grunt into and sniff as he gets used to the meat invading him. Julian, almost completely undressed now, leads Kevin to a bench so that he can sit on the beefy stud’s cock and ride it.
He sniffs his own sneakers as Kevin pumps into him. Kevin can feel his balls start to tighten as he nears orgasm; he has Julian kneel back down. Kevin looms over his sneaker-loving bottom and vigorously strokes until he blows his load, painting Julian’s chest with his hot cum.
