Underground parking lot. 11PM. Cocksucker kneels on the cold concrete, heart racing. A message buzzed earlier: “23:00, north corner. Be ready.” Two straight Arab guys appear—hoods up, eyes locked. No words. They unzip, thick cocks out, hard and dripping. He opens wide. Mouth full. Deep throating both, slurping, gagging. They grab his head, fuck his face rough. Sweat, spit, raw tension. The first one groans, explodes—hot cum streaks his cheeks and lips. The second follows, splashing his forehead, eyes, and tongue. Then they each spit in his face. Soaked and breathless, he wipes his mouth, grins, and disappears into the shadows—still hungry for more.

An underground parking lot, a cubicle bathed in flickering light. The air reeks of oil and sweat. The active man, a black military man cut like a colossus, is perched on a rusty metal stepladder, legs spread wide. His half-open fatigues reveal his monster: an oversized cock, as thick as a can, veined, glossy black, 25 cm of raw power. The glans, broad and smooth, glistens, its massive balls hanging heavily, ready to explode. The "Artillery", as insiders call it. Cocksucker steps through the rusty door, his moist lips quivering, and kneels on the oily concrete, facing the stepladder. His hands grasp the member, too large for a single grip. He licks the bulging veins, titillates the glans, savors a salty drop. Then he attacks, lips parted, engulfing the tip. His throat protests, but he fxxces, swallowing further. The asset loves it. Each suction wrenches a hoarse grunt from him, his abs contracting under the pleasure. "Fuck, you're so good," he rumbles, his voice trembling with ecstasy. Cocksucker's mouth is a burning sheath, his tongue dancing over the veins, alternating deep throating and swirling around the glans. Cocksucker drools, his eyes watery but defiant, saliva dripping onto the filthy floor. He accelerates, his hands kneading the heavy balls, feeling their pulsing heat. Active, in a trance, grips the back of Cocksucker's neck, fucking his mouth in short strokes. The stepladder creaks, the cubicle echoes with wet noises. Tension mounts. The asset gasps, his muscles bandaged. "I'm gonna come," he grunts. Cocksucker redoubles his efforts, his throat swallowing to the hilt. Artillery explodes: a thick, burning stream spurts down his mouth, then another, spilling over his lips. Cocksucker swallows what he can, semen running down his chin, splattering the concrete. The active, out of breath, savors the sight, his pleasure increased tenfold by the pro's performance.

In a dimly lit hotel room, the atmosphere is electric. The self-confident asset sits on a chair, legs spread, his burning gaze fixed on the door. He waits impatiently, his muscular torso rising slightly with each breath. Cocksucker enters, a knowing smile on his lips, his eyes sparkling with envy. Without a word, he approaches, kneels with feline assurance, ready to show why he's nicknamed the king of fellatio. His lips touch first, teasingly, before abandoning themselves to a bewitching rhythm, deep and controlled. His warm mouth envelops with xxxtic expertise, alternating slow, almost sensual movements with deep, bold accelerations. Her tongue dances with precision, exploring every detail, while her hands gently caress, intensifying every sensation. The active man grunts with pleasure, his hand sliding through his partner's hair, guiding without fxxcing. The tension builds, fast, intense. His excitement is obvious, his body reacts, hard, ready, his heavy balls quivering under this consummate art. Then they stand up, their eyes meeting, charged with desire. Their lips meet in a languorous, sensual kiss, where passion explodes. Tongues dance, breaths mingle, and the heat between them becomes unbearable. Cocksucker returns to his work, his fellatio resuming with renewed intensity, each movement more precise, more ating. The asset, on the verge of ecstasy, lets out a hoarse moan, and a powerful ejaculation splashes onto Cocksucker's face, who welcomes it with a victorious smile, his eyes shining with complicit satisfaction. It's raw, it's tender, it's a moment when time stands still, leaving only pleasure and the alchemy between these two bodies that understand each other without speaking.

In broad daylight, the apartment is bathed in harsh light, but the atmosphere is electric. He, masked, heart pounding, kneels before his well-kept secret: a glory hole cut into the wall, ready to deliver its share of vice. On the other side, a massive, stiff cock bursts in, defying his hunger. He doesn't waste a second. His mouth opens wide, engulfing every inch in a voracious deep throat. Saliva drips, his tight lips slide with raw intensity. He savors the heat, the pulse, the power of this moment when he's giving it his all. His hands clench, his breath quickens, and raucous grunts echo through the room. There's no room for restraint: this is serious cho delirium, a total surrender to the pleasure that consumes him.

BI MACHO—the badass hood Rebeu with that cocky stare and street swagger—is back, and this time he’s ready to destroy his favorite cocksucker in the dirtiest way possible. This guy’s a real alpha male, packing a thick, heavy dick that means business. Last time, he rammed it down cocksucker’s throat until he was drooling like a bitch. But tonight? He’s stepping it up. No more holding back. He’s going to tear that pussy wide open. Cocksucker isn’t just anyone. He’s a legend in the game. His pussy? Wildly hairy, dripping wet like a fountain, blazing hot inside, tight but hungry—pulsing with pure need. Bright pink, soaked, begging for that raw cock. When BI MACHO grabs him, he flips him over like a filthy slut, smacks that ass until it’s glowing red, and fucks him so hard the walls start shaking. It’s pure street heat—sweat, lust, and concrete vibes. The air’s thick with tension. Bodies crash, moans echo. No rules. No breaks. Just raw, filthy fuck energy from start to finish. A full-on sex storm.

COCKSUCKER and DEEPandROUGH go hardcore after a legendary blowjob. In a disused cubicle, living icon COCKSUCKER shows off her hallucinatory hairy pussy - a soaked black jungle, pulsating pink ass, a playground so hot you'll drown in it - and swallows DEEPandROUGH monstrous cock, a stiff, thick, oof-veined dick, a sledgehammer ready to explode. Throat bursting, drool cascading, the atmosphere smells of pure sex. On a wobbly chair, COCKSUCKER spreads her divine, juicy pussy; DEEPandROUGH throws a big, slimy mollusc in, then rams his colossal bareback cock in with a jerk10 , hot penetration plunging into this hairy paradise, so perfect it feels like home, full balls slapping against that wet tuft. And then, on a mattress, weathered and covered with dubious stains, COCKSUCKER arches his back, ass in the air, pussy wide open - a shiny pink hole, edged with black hairs gorged with wetness, pulsating with desire. DEEPandROUGH, cock erect as a rock, grips her hips, his fingers sinking into the moist skin, and penetrates her in one stroke, his huge cock sinking to the hilt into this hot, soaked nest. The walls of that cunt encircle her, sucking her dick like a living sucker. He fucks her relentlessly, each thrust an uppercut, deep, savage - the wet sound of her hairy tuft spurting with each impact, the heavy balls slamming against his ass, leaving red marks on his quivering skin. The mattress groans under the onslaught, the farted springs creaking with each thrust, while COCKSUCKER takes it in, ass shaking, pussy dripping with juice running in thick trickles down her thighs. DEEPandROUGH accelerates, his swollen cock scraping every nook and cranny of that gaping hole, glans banging against the bottom like a battering ram, protruding veins rubbing the soaked walls. He pounds her, alternating angles, spreading that hairy cunt further apart with expert fingers, exposing her pink, glistening interior. Sweat beads, bodies slam, the mattress sags under their weight, and COCKSUCKER screams, ass offered up, throbbing pussy begging for more, lips swollen and red with excitement. DEEPandROUGH dismantles her to the limit, his titanic cock grunting with every stroke, then jerks back, cock glistening, dripping wet, and jerks off on top of her. COCKSUCKER, on his knees, tongue hanging out, awaits the reward. The first jet of semen spurts out, thick, burning, and splashes onto her face - a white spurt that bars her forehead, drips slowly down her cheeks. DEEPandROUGH grunts, his cock pulsing, a second jet paints his lips, running into his mouth, salty and slimy, while a third drenches his eyelids, sticking his eyelashes in a pool of cum. Sperm drips in hot cascades down her chin, her neck, while COCKSUCKER, sublime, soaked, licks what he can, his face awash under this creamy deluge.

In a dark, narrow stairwell, the atmosphere is already electric. He's the active one, a manly fellow, bursting with energy. He strides down the stairs, balls full, ready to start his day by getting properly drained. "Get a move on, I haven't got all morning," he lets out in a husky, authoritative voice, his eyes burning with desire. He loves to dominate, you can feel it in every word he utters, every look he gives. Downstairs, cocksucker awaits him, docile but hungry. A real good sucker, an expert at what he does. On his knees, he looks up at his master of the moment, ready to obey. His moist lips approach, and he sets to work with a devotion that borders on art. He takes in the orders, the "go deeper" and the grunts of the asset who guides him with a firm hand on the nape of his neck. It slams, it oozes, it vibrates in this confined space where every sound resonates. The active imposes his rhythm, very verbal, dropping "You like that, eh?" between two heavy breaths. Cocksucker, for his part, applies himself, drools, savors, a pleasure machine that builds up the tension until the final explosion. A day that begins with sweat and domination...

A horny bogoss, a pure city rascal, a huge cock, hard as fxxcorced concrete, ready to smash everything in the area. Vicious as hell, he grabs Cocksucker by the collar, this hungry sucker with a serious taste for caid's dick. With a thuggish grin on his face, the bogoss spits in his mouth and smashes his dick into the ground, Tess-style. He holds Cocksucker's head, drooling and licking the cock he idolizes, eyes glistening with vice, and finally floods him with a jet of thick, burning cum, dripping down his face like a mark of his territory. Cocksucker takes it in his stride, even begging for more, ready to go all out for this wild ride or face the boss, wesh?

This inquisitive hetero was so into it that he's back! "Bi Macho", that's what he calls himself. Posed on his bed in pacha mode, cocksucker joins him in serious cho at the idea of being able to worship him a second time. BI MACHO welcomes him, determined to please and dominate him, both verbally and physically. The bogoss lets loose and cocksucker loves it! Between his feet, his balls and his cock, he licks bi macho without moderation! Did you enjoy the duet? Next time, BI MACHO will take care of fucking COCKSUCKER's hairy ass, it'll be nice and cho...

One Sunday afternoon, cocksucker was hanging out in a high-rise building he used to frequent, renowned for finding local guys with full balls and only one desire: to empty them! He takes a look around the stairwell, waits a while and then hears a noise on the top floor: probably a signal from a well-chosen guy. So he sets off, climbs the stairs, pushes open the already ajar door and stumbles upon a hooded black with his hand in his pants! It's the jackpot for COCKSUCKER! He immediately understands that he has to get down on his knees and start work! He discovers a heavy XXL zob, which is followed by a blowjob that the guy will remember for a long time, because in the neighborhood, COCKSUCKER is the favorite!

"Yoo bro, they say guys are pros at fellatio, can you prove it to me?" A challenge cocksucker accepts, knees down and tongue out. Rendezvous behind a building on an industrial estate. It's a cold December afternoon, but the guy's keen to get his dick sucked! cocksucker gets down on his knees, palms the goods and starts pumping the young city bogoss, determined to make him cum with pleasure.

End of mission for the military man - He contacts cocksucker on a gay dating app. "Salut salope, je rentre de mission et j'ai grave besoin d'un vide couilles now" - It didn't take much to excite Paris' number 1 cocksucker! Arriving at MilitaryXXX's apartment, he discovers a real male, all sweaty and still wearing his uniform! The guy's a real macho! Leaning against the wall, he unbuttons his pants and pulls out his big machine, cocksucker is seriously choosy and it shows: he regales him with his best slobbering blowjob!