Published: August 30th 2025, 9:52:24 pm
Big Steve and Ryda had that look the moment they walked in tall, ripped, tattoos on display, both of them carrying that effortless swagger only straight lads seem to have. They weren’t trying to show off, but they didn’t need to; the way their muscles stretched under their tees and the heavy outlines in their jeans already told the story.
The tension between us crackled. Steve leaned back, smirking, watching as Ryda closed the distance. He was hung, hard, and when he pressed against me, I felt the full weight of just how ready he was. His tattoos brushed my skin as he gripped me, holding me in place with that mix of confidence and hunger. Steve’s eyes stayed locked on us, his presence just as heavy like he was daring Ryda to take control.
The moment Ryda did, it was intense. His rhythm, his power, the way his size pushed me right to the edge, it was overwhelming in the hottest way. Steve egged him on, that cocky grin never leaving his face as he watched me take it. Between Ryda’s body on mine and Steve’s commanding stare, I felt completely claimed.
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