Bottoms up

"Bet your pop princess can't give you that," Dave said with a smile. "I got something else that is better than her too."

The promoter raised up on his knees and turned his back to Jess. He then leaned over the back of the couch, arched his back and wiggled his thick ass.

"That is nice," Jess said, an unintentional grin spreading across his face.

He dropped to his knees behind the cowboy and couldn't help but laugh at the irony. Half the guys in the world were jerking off to Ricki's barely legal ass in her music videos, and here he was about to eat some random cowboy's ass in a trailer at a rodeo somewhere in Texas.

Jess spread Dave's cheeks and leaned in, running his tongue from the other man's ball sack to his asshole. God, his ass tasted better than Ricki's pussy too! He couldn't wait to bury himself inside of it, but he made himself go slow. He didn't want his first time with a man who who knew how long to end with a premature ejaculation.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good," Dave moaned.

Jess circled his tongue around the other man's asshole, lubing it up. He couldn't believe he was doing this, not because he didn't want to, but because this could blow up his entire career. If someone walked in right now, or if Dave decided to talk, it could all go away in an instant. He was risking verything he had worked for for a piece of ass.

"Come on, super star, give it to me, please," Dave begged.