It's after hours at Helix Studios. Everyone's gone home and headquarters is dark. Everyone that is, except Kyle Ross and the new guy, Sam Truitt. Kyle has brought Sam to show off his new desk and let the tall, tattooed twink-wrecker check out a whole lot more. The kisses were deep and passionate, but Kyle wastes little time in getting down to business. Even through Sam's jeans, he can see and feel that the rumors he'd heard were true and can't help but get started, even before the 9 inch heavy artillery is unleashed. Once exposed, Kyle quickly begins feed on the massive cock cannon and service Sam sloppily, with tongue, throat, one handed, then two.