26 yo Tradie's visit to Is_wallow gloryhole
The bright garage was filled with daylight streaming in. 26-year-old straight tradie Tradie stood leaning against the wall, his grey long-sleeve shirt pulled up slightly. He kept his head down, staring intently at the black smartphone in his right hand, thick eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he tried to act casual.
His jeans and underwear were pulled down to his thighs, fully exposing his thick, muscular legs, pale round ass, and heavy cock. He pressed his body against the makeshift gloryhole partition, pushing his thickening manhood through the opening.
On the other side, the older man Wallow was eagerly waiting. His strong hands immediately reached out, gripping Tradie’s powerful thighs and plump ass cheeks. Fingers dug deep into the firm flesh, kneading and spreading him open as Wallow took Tradie’s cock into his hot, hungry mouth.
Tradie kept staring at his phone, jaw clenched, trying to stay focused. But as Wallow began sucking — slow at first, then faster and deeper — his expression started to change. His thick eyebrows knitted together tightly, his mouth parted slightly, and low, suppressed groans escaped his throat.
“Mmm… fuck…”
Wallow’s head bobbed with wet, slurping sounds, taking more and more of Tradie’s thick shaft down his throat while his hands never stopped massaging and squeezing those strong thighs and ass. Tradie’s breathing grew heavier. His square jaw tightened, eyes narrowing as he struggled to keep looking at the phone screen. His face flushed red, lips parting wider as the pleasure built.
“Mmmph… uhh… mmm…” Deep, masculine groans rumbled out of him.
The older man sucked harder, swirling his tongue and deepthroating him repeatedly. Tradie’s hips began to push forward involuntarily. His phone-holding hand trembled slightly. The focused “checking phone” expression completely melted into raw lust — eyebrows scrunched in ecstasy, eyes half-closed, mouth open as heavy breaths and moans poured out.
The climax hit hard.
“Uhhhhaaaahhh—!! Mmmphhh… ahhh… uhhhhaaaahhh!!”
Tradie let out a deep, guttural roar of pleasure. His whole body tensed, thick thighs shaking as he thrust forward. His face was lost in orgasm — square jaw dropped, thick eyebrows twisted in overwhelming bliss, eyes squeezed shut while wave after wave of thick cum shot down Wallow’s throat. Wallow kept sucking greedily, hands still firmly gripping and kneading Tradie’s ass and thighs, milking every drop.
Even after the intense release, Tradie stayed leaning against the wall, breathing heavily, still loosely holding his phone. His face remained flushed, short hair damp with sweat, expression hazy with satisfaction as he let out a few final soft, satisfied groans. “Mmm… haaah… mmm…”
Wallow continued gently licking him clean, hands slowly caressing those muscular legs.