Michael Boston Makes T-Day Special for Dillon Diaz on GayRoom

Sometimes it’s Not What’s for Dinner as Much as Who.

You can tell that GayRoom has presented us with a happy story based purely on the cheerful smooth jazz playing as things begin. It is, after all, the holiday season and Thanksgiving most specifically with its focus on abundance and satisfying the senses. We learn that this is a romantic scene that includes a fine meal and some “Thanksgiving Dessert.”

Those of us who are annoying enough to notice details unrelated to the pornographic elements of pornographic content will catch a few incongruities immediately. For a couple that has just finished a delicious T-Day meal, there’s sure no food, serving vessels, or food remains on the table. The dinner plates are sparkling clean, as are the cloth napkins. The kitchen is remarkably clean, as well. My only conclusion can be that they are breatharians. Or the prop department budget was really small. It's porn, which means we’re in the land of make-believe anyway, so who cares?

What matters is that Michael Boston has supposedly prepared an exceptional Thanksgiving dinner for himself and sweetheart Dillon Diaz. The question now is whether the dapper Dillon has saved room for dessert. “I always leave room for dessert,” the dark-skinned man assures.

Thus encouraged, Michael moves into a side room to sensually remove his shirt and pants, revealing a beautifully muscled body to go with his puckishly handsome face. We know that things are about to get energetic because the music moves from smooth jazz to smooth pop. Well, that and the fact Michael replaces his streetwear with a bit of red butt floss with string ties and a front pouch. Completing his look with a fresh apron, he delivers a plate of pumpkin pie to the waiting Dillion.

Dillon, while happy to see the pie and uncomplaining when his lover feeds him a slice with whipped cream, is far more interested in Michael’s soft, firm buttocks. As is so often the case, the combination of pie and ass groping results in kissing and heavy breathing. This, to me, is some sexy shit. It only keeps getting sexier when Dillon patiently unwraps Michael from his apron and gets more serious about the crease in the chef’s ass. He leans forward to show one of Michael’s nipples some mouth love with good results. And when his tongue is up Michael’s ass, the only thing Michael has to say is, “You’re making me fuckin’ hard.”

This meets with Dillon’s approval.

Michael continues to express his pleasure once he’s bent over the dining room table with Dillon’s face or fingers shoved between his ass cheeks. Michael is quite the musician with his sex sounds and communicates an enormous amount of appreciation when he bursts out, “Oh thank you!” Being a man of manners, Dillon responds with an equally sincere, “thank you!”

Ain’t love grand?

Having had his ass made well and truly thankful, Michael is ready to return the favor. He lowers his beautiful body to his knees, helps Dillon out of his pants, and applies mouth pressure to his dusky partner’s erection. That goes well, so the sassy cocksucker drops to all fours with a flip of his hair. It doesn’t take a psychic to tell that Michael wants the dick and wants it bad. Dillon’s no fool, so he doesn’t need a formal invitation to take advantage of the chance to fully explore his partner’s cock house. He moves from sitting in a chair to kneeling on the floor so he can easily enter Michael with his condom-clad dick.

Obviously having a grand time, Michael moves them from doggy on the floor to settle himself on a seated Dillon’s upturned hard-on. The table becomes instrumental to the fun once again when Michael turns to face it while still keeping himself pinned to Dillon via that much-loved penis. Done with sitting or kneeling for a while, the two stand for some kissing before Michael suddenly makes himself porno comfortable on a nearby white couch. Spreading his legs wide, the young man makes himself vulnerable to the long black erection approaching and entering his asshole.

“I’m getting close,” warns Michael. “Fuck! I’m going to cum! Fuck!” Then the grunting and groaning as he cums on his own groin. This has been a pleasant performance and Dillon has definitely enjoyed watching and being part of it.

Then it’s time for the real “Thanksgiving Dessert.” Michael, having shot his own load, is craving that of his companion. “I would be so grateful for your load,” What’s a man to do when asked for something so simple and appealing?

Michael eagerly kneels again and lends verbal support as Dillon stands over him and strokes. “Here it comes!” and then it’s all over the right corner of Michael’s jaw in thick blobs. Best Thanksgiving ever!

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