The gay couple sets the phone on the dresser and hits record, already naked and grinning. Tonight they’re finally making the filthy home video they’ve been talking about for months, and nothing is off limits.
It starts on the bed with deep kissing and wandering hands, their cocks grinding together, both already leaking. One drops down and swallows the other, sloppy and wet, making sure the camera catches every inch disappearing between his lips.
Bent over the mattress, his boyfriend eats his ass until he’s begging, then slides in bareback with a groan. The phone captures every raw thrust, every slap of balls, every breathless moan echoing through the apartment.
They flip, they change rooms, they fuck on the kitchen counter and finish back in bed, both blowing heavy loads into and onto each other. The camera stops. They grin. First viewing party starts in five minutes.
