Vibration, Sweat, and Milo Miles

I’ve had this session with Milo Miles playing in my head for weeks, and finally having him out here in the gazebo, locked into that massive daybed, felt like every fantasy coming to life at once. You know he and I have years of history, and that’s the secret—there’s a level of trust between us that lets us go to places other guys just can't reach. Even with the house buzzing around us, the second I turned that massager on and felt him start to vibrate under my hands, the rest of the world just disappeared. Seeing his skin ripple under that heavy percussion while he was still in those white briefs... I could tell he was already losing himself in it.

The second I stripped us down and felt his heat against mine, I knew it was going to be intense. I slid my dick into his hole and we both just exhaled, that perfect moment of being back where we belong. I brought the massage gun back, pinning the vibrating head right against the base of my dick while I was balls-deep in him, and the way he reacted was pure electricity. Every pulse of the machine drove my shaft deeper into his gut, stretching his hole until he was shaking against me, his eyes locked onto mine the entire time.

When I flipped him onto his back and pinned his legs over my shoulders, I wanted him to see exactly what he was doing to me. He held his phone up to catch the POV, but his focus never left my face while I was driving into him, our sweat mixing as the sun started to dip. He wasn't just moaning; he was exclaiming in this raw, beautiful ecstasy that makes my own heart race just thinking about it. After the finish, I stayed buried deep inside him for a long minute, just feeling his hole twitch around my dick and listening to us catch our breath together. This is the kind of connection that keeps you coming back to me. **Thank you for being here and supporting this raw work—own this exclusive on my site now (www.SeanXavier.com), or subscribe to watch us lose ourselves in the full playback.**