Dante Colle and Paul Canon Really Know How to Steam Up a Suit on Men.com

April 12, 2022
DARKLADY

Passionate Kissing Leads to Stylishly Masculine Fornication.

Men.com often has me wishing that I knew the difference between a lawsuit and an Armani suit. I think you wear the latter when representing the former or something like that. However, it works, the hot and beautiful men in “Suit Up” actually do exactly the opposite. They strip out of their stylish togs and into one another’s bodies in a way that’s almost as stylish but way more carnal.

I have seen a lot of kissing in my time as a porn reviewer-type person. Much of it is polite, demonstrates some degree of attraction, and works well within the overall theme. But what starts off this 19-minute scene is sizzling. Rarely have I seen as passionate and sincere a lip lock as that shared by an aggressive Dante Colle, who looks dapper as all fuck in a gray suit and black shirt, and a less aggressive but no less masculine Paul Canon, who also looks stunning in a gray suit and white and gold shirt.

Their catwalk-worthy make-out session includes light throat grabs, waists pulled closer, heads leaned back, mouths open, and eyes closed. And then Dante takes hold of Paul’s jacket lapels and the heat surges. He turns the bigger man to face away from him and removes his jacket, kissing his neck and back. Hurriedly, he takes off his own jacket and tosses it aside without concern.

One of my favorite things is when someone is on the edge of losing control sexually. Paul is momentarily one of my favorite things. The sounds he makes even during this early phase in their bee dance of butt fuckery made my underwear feel snug and humid. Your mileage may vary, of course, but I can’t imagine why. Dante certainly grooves on Paul’s reactions, stripping him down to his gray underwear so he can be groped and kissed through the fabric. When he finally pulls them down for the big reveal it is, indeed, a big reveal. Paul’s got himself a long, thick fatty.

It's sensitive, too. Not in the cries at foreign movies sense of the word, but in the enjoys being sucked and touched sense. It’s an ambitious goal to swallow the man meat Paul has been hiding in his fancy trousers, but Dante gives it his all. He makes plenty of noise while doing so; wet, sputtery, gaggy noises. “Fuck, yeah,” says Paul, adding to the erotic cacophony. “So good,” he sums up, feeding his cock to Dante.

Since one good blowjob deserves another, Paul gets Dante seated on the couch and proceeds to provide him with one. He’s working with something closer to human-sized, so he’s better able to swallow the length and breadth of the handsome, bearded brunette. Once he’s proven his worth as an accomplished oralist, it’s time for the main round: his ass.

Paul joins his lover on the couch, each wearing nothing but their fancy nylon socks and expressions of deep desire. On his back with his legs up, his asshole is available to be played with by Dante, who won’t yet fully commit his cock to sliding inside the taller man. Gotta torture him a bit first. And by “him” I mean all of us because the erotic tension is satisfyingly intense. Paul is grooving on this treatment in a big way.

Soon Dante has slid his dick into Paul’s tight hole, starting with gradual thrusts and working up with increasing ferocity. That’s not to say there aren’t moments of tenderness. The occasional kiss takes place, adding to the mood instead of detracting from it. I’m a fan of kisses, but not everybody sees their erotic value.

Taking it in the ass while kneeling proves more challenging for Paul than missionary, although all’s well that ends well. This position shifts a bit to accommodate the reality of human bodies in response to an adamant “Fuck, man!” Dante rewards him for his behavior with more asshole teasing, sometimes quite vigorous. Who’s that tapping, tapping at Paul’s back door?

Whoever he is, he’s as flexible and strong as a gymnast because when Paul playfully rolls onto his shoulders with his back against the couch in a piledriver position, Dante does a wide stretch yoga fuck move that will boggle the mind and baffle the genitals in the most delicious of ways. It obviously takes effort and focus for Dante, but Paul seems to be free to just enjoy the moment.

Using reverse cowboy as a finishing position caught me by surprise, which was a special little thrill. Once again, Paul’s satisfaction is obvious. While Dante thrusts away at the butch bottom’s ass, the recipient of his energies strokes his own rod urgently. The two kiss and then the miracle that never gets old happens.

“Ohhhh, fuck! Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum,” announces Paul before shaking his dick and sending cum flying. Orgasms do not make us better conversationalists, so Dante follows up with a hearty “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum,” of his own. Then he pulls out of Paul’s hard-working asshole, and jerks off onto the man’s balls.