Getting Rougher With Greg Dixxon & Brody Meyer

Raging Stallion’s grittiest scene yet unleashes Brody Meyer and Greg Dixxon in an abandoned factory warehouse—a temple of rust, concrete, and unbridled aggression. Brody’s jeans hang unzipped, Greg’s jockstrap strains over his thick cock, and the two muscle daddies collide in a wrestler’s grapple, sweat-slicked skin slamming against cold metal. What starts as primal dominance pivots to filthy worship: Brody buries his face in Greg’s ass, tongue drilling his hole, before choking on Greg’s shaft, gagging on pre-cum.

The metal table becomes their altar. Greg flips Brody onto it, spearing his ass raw, only for Brody to retaliate, bending Greg over the same steel surface, pounding him with piston-like force. The warehouse echoes with their guttural roars, the slap of flesh, and the creak of the table under their weight. No lube, no mercy—just two alpha daddies flip-fucking, breeding, and draining each other’s balls until the air reeks of sex and conquest. By the end, the warehouse isn’t just abandoned—it’s claimed.