FTM Chance Hart Bottoms For Grant Ducati at FTM Men

Tattooed and muscular FTM Chance Hart quickly manages to arouse the top side of the ever-naughty and experimental twink Grant Ducati. Grant, still 100% gay, relishes the opportunity to fuck a handsome man with a bonus hole. There’s no doubt that there are sparks between Chance and Grant.

Chance drops to his knees, hands gripping Grant’s thighs as he swallows his thick cock in one loud, slurping motion. His cheeks hollow, his throat convulses, his head bobbing fast, desperate to prove his skill. Grant groans, fingers tangling in Chance’s hair, but he’s not here for finesse.

He flips the script, yanking Chance upright and shoving him facedown onto the bed. Grant’s tongue dives into Chance’s bonus hole, rimming him roughly before his hands part those ass cheeks, exposing the slick, twitching ring. His mouth latches onto Chance’s t-dick, sucking hard, his nose buried in the crack as Chance’s moans fill the room. Chance’s cock bounces, neglected but throbbing, his body arching into the mattress.

Grant can’t wait. He positions Chance on all fours, aligns his cock, and drives in deep. Chance screams—a guttural, wordless cry—as Grant’s girth stretches him open. Grant’s hips piston, his balls slapping Chance’s with every thrust, the sound sharp and primal. Chance claws at the sheets, his bonus hole clenching around Grant’s cock, demanding more.

Missionary next. Chance lies back, legs spread wide as Grant hammers into him, relentless. The headboard slams against the wall, Chance’s head pushed into the armrest with every thrust. Grant doesn’t relent—his hips snap, his cock pistons, his body a machine built for one thing: ruin this boy. Chance’s hands claw at Grant’s back, his t-dick smearing precum across both their stomachs.

They switch again—doggy, then reverse cowgirl, then standing bent over the couch. Each position intensifies the rhythm, their bodies slick with sweat, the room reeking of musk and sex. Chance’s bonus hole is gaping, raw, begging for more.