Muscle Hunk Jay Stryker Barebacks & Breeds Twink Tyga Knottz in Size Difference Fuck

I was wrapping up my arm workout in my bedroom when my renter, Tyga, walked in to watch. His eyes went wide as he said, "You're huge. Somehow you seem bigger." Grinning, I hit him with, "Isn't that the point? Do you want to feel?" I flexed hard, muscles swelling, and he reached up, running his hands over my thick biceps.

When I dropped my shorts, Tyga immediately dropped to his knees and started kissing my cock, licking and sucking with soft little moans, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. I flipped him around and instinctively his head went down and his ass lifted high in the air, ready and waiting. After rimming his tight hole, I lined up my cock, pushed in, and by the fourth stroke I was buried balls deep.

"That feels so good," Tyga moaned, his voice dripping with pure erotic hunger. I was long dicking him, driving harder with every thrust, and still he begged for more. Switching things up, I flipped him onto his back, planted his little feet on my hips and pressed his knees to his chest, picking up right where I left off. Pumping fast, staring into his eyes, drinking in every sound he made. His loud moans were an aphrodisiac, especially when he cried out, "Oh God, that feels so good."

The more we fucked, the more he goaded me on. That's when I realized I was pounding him in full beast mode, harder than most guys twice his size could handle. He was stroking his own cock furiously, and I could tell we were both climbing toward a massive mutual climax. Tyga shouted that he was going to cum and exploded loudly. In the throes of his orgasm, shooting thick ropes across his stomach, he went silent, mouth hanging open until he finally gasped for air.

Still pistoning hard inside him, I hit my own peak, breeding him deep, thrusting until every wave of pleasure drained out of me. In a funny realization, we'd fucked our way clear across the king-size bed until his head was hanging off the other side. I gently pulled his arms up toward me, guiding us back to the pillows and rolling onto our sides. Tyga became my little spoon, and in full protective mode during our afterglow, I draped my arm and leg over him, pulling him in tight against my chest.