Alex Barcelona & Lonso Leone – Monstercock

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The apartment in Santiago, Chile, held secrets within its walls. Alex (36) watched Alonso (21) slide his hands over his hips, the silhouette of his manhood challenging the dim light of the sunset. “It won’t fit,” he thought, biting his lip. But Lonso, with his artisan’s gestures, spread warm oil on every fold, exploring with his tongue and fingers until Alexander’s body opened like a flower. “Here… like this,” the young man gasped, thrusting with disarming slowness. The initial pain dissolved into waves of heat, a surrender Alex hadn’t believed possible. Moans mingled with the murmur of the hills, as Alonso, possessed of restrained strength, pinned him to the mattress. “See?” he whispered in his ear, setting a rhythm that transformed fear into dizziness. At dawn, all that remained was jasmine-flecked skin and the irony of having found pleasure where I had only imagined scars.

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