Matt ravished Yesbrawn's face as he sat him on top of the truck, their tongues entangled and their lips pressed together. It was quite a while since Yesbrawn let anyone take control. The dom daddy persona had been his Onlyfans shtick for years now and he liked it that way. But with Matt, it felt natural, and Yesbrawn wanted to give the hunky bear the reins.
It felt good. So good that Yesbrawn's jockstrap couldn't handle keeping his package restrained. Half of his throbbing, girthy cock was poking out, getting hard-pressed by the waistband. Matt gripped the neck of Yesbrawn's singlet and tore it down the middle, exposing the hard, glistening muscles underneath. All the while, his lips never left Yesbrawn's, his tongue exploring deeper and deeper into his mouth.
Everything that Matt was doing to him just made Yesbrawn want to give up every inch of his body. He'd forgotten how much he missed this feeling. The way Matt's beard grazed across his skin as his tongue licked the insides of his mouth and his lips sucked at his cheeks was almost too much. Being handled so roughly and tenderly all at once, being treated like the perfect, beautiful man that he was, it was intoxicating.
Yesbrawn wriggled himself out of his destroyed singlet and had to throw his arms around Matt's neck to hold himself up. Matt's kiss grew hungrier, his hands caressed Yesbrawn's ripped thigh as their lips never parted. Yesbrawn held Matt tighter, feeling Matt's back bulge and flex and his nipples and abs rubbing against his own.
Matt took Yesbrawn by the passenger door of the truck and had his hands resting on the step bar, placing him in a perfect position to present his plump, round ass. The way Yesbrawn's jockstrap accentuated his shape, the way the white straps squeezed his firm, meaty bare ass cheeks. Matt wanted nothing more than to plunge the entirety of his cock into it.
And so he did.
Not bothering with removing the jockstrap, Matt thrust his fat dick right into Yesbrawn's exposed, twitching asshole. Yesbrawn feed his hole dildos all the time, but not a real cock. The way Matt's thick, hard shaft filled him was something he hadn't felt in a long time, and it was everything he ever needed. Every inch of his hole got stretched by the girthy length as Matt pushed further and further into his guts.
Matt gripped the strap of the jockstrap with one hand and held on to Yesbrawn's shoulder with the other, yanking the fabric taut and using it as a leash to impale the hunk on his dick. The sight of Yesbrawn's muscular cheeks bouncing and slamming against his crotch as he pulled and pounded the tattooed hunk was something else.
Yesbrawn's hole clenched around Matt's cock, his thighs and calves tightened and rippled as his moans echoed across the lot. It was an absolute feast for the senses. Matt's dick hits everything inside him perfectly. With his cock chocked by the jockstrap, Yesbrawn could only focus on the pleasure sparking from his prostate being pummeled. He couldn't hold back all the ecstasy, and the words slipped through his lips.
"Like that?" Matt growled, ramming harder. "You like getting your fat ass destroyed by my dick, slut?"
"Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Give it to me, stud! Harder!"
"Look at you," Matt said, pounding harder and harder. "All that dom daddy bullshit. All this muscle. Feed you a cock and suddenly you're just a little faggot slut, huh? You love taking a big, fat cock, don't you?"
Yesbrawn did dirty talk all the time in his solo videos. His fans loved it, and he loved giving them what they want. Being on the receiving end of such a barrage was a whole new level. It was something he knew he'd enjoyed but didn't realize exactly how much. Combined with the searing rod stretching his hole and rearranging his guts, the filth being whispered into his ear was just too much.
"Yes," Yesbrawn whimpered, his legs trembling. "I love getting fucked, daddy. I love taking a big, fat, juicy cock."
"Damn fucking right, slut."
With that, Matt took Yesbrawn to the side of the truck and had him held on to it. Both hands on Yesbrawn hips, Matt rammed his cock faster and harder into the hunk's ass. Each thrust was more brutal and forceful than the last. Yesbrawn could only breathe heavily and moan and pant and cry in response, his eyes closed as the pleasure consumed him.
