Benvi & Zen Goken In Ride Me – After The Club
In the new scene of Ride Me – After The Club by Peter Fever, Benvi and Zen turn a boring night into a wild, sweat-soaked connection you’re gonna wish you were part of.
You see Benvi leaning against that wall, looking like every fantasy you’ve ever had about a guy who knows how to have a good time. All lean muscle and that look in his eyes—like he isn’t done yet. Then Zen pulls up. Big. Burly. The kind of rideshare driver you pray shows up on a lonely night. And let me tell you, the tension starts right there. Through that rearview, their eyes lock. You can just feel it, can’t you? That spark. That “this night ain’t over” vibe.
Benvi gets out, and oh, honey, you’ll be impressed by the confidence in this man. That bulge in his shorts? Yeah, it’s real. And he isn’t shy about it. He knocks on that window and lays out a plan so sneaky, so daring—you’re going to love every second of what comes next.
Inside that garage, it’s all hands and hunger. Benvi doesn’t waste time. He pulls Zen in, and their mouths crush together. Not some timid little kiss—this is full-on, I-want-you-now energy. Then Zen drops to his knees. You wait to see that moment when he takes Benvi deep, throat working, eager and hungry. This isn’t some scripted scene—it’s raw, it’s real, it’s happening right now.
And Benvi? He takes control. Bends Zen over, that big furry ass just begging for attention. The licking, the prepping—you can almost hear the slick, wet sounds. Then he pushes in. Oh yeah. That thick, straight cock is driving into Zen, hitting him just right. Zen braces himself, takes every thrust like he was made for it. Your heart’s gonna race watching this.
They flip, and Zen’s on his back, legs wide. Benvi goes deep, raw, and relentless. You’ll feel that intensity, the way Zen’s body accepts him, welcomes him. The precum’s flowing, and Benvi stirs that cock like he owns the place. And honestly? He kinda does.
Zen locks those ankles around Benvi, pulling him closer, deeper. The sounds—those smacks, those moans—are so loud, so real, they forgot all about being quiet. And when that cum finally blasts? Ropes of hot release covering Zen’s fur, his hole. It’s messy. It’s perfect.
Then reality hits. Benvi remembers his husband is just a wall away. “That was fuckin’ hot, but you’ve gotta head out!” It’s that risk, that thrill—you can’t make this stuff up.
You need to see every pulse-pounding second of Benvi and Zen’s unforgettable hookup. Join Peter Fever now—this is the kind of real, unfiltered action you’ve been craving.
