Brock Landon fucks Conner Bradley

Brock Landon grips Conner Bradley’s hips as he drives into him from behind, his lean frame bent over the table while the chalkboard’s blank surface watches. Conner’s clean-shaven jaw tightens around Brock’s fingers as he’s fingered open, then takes him deep with a choked gasp when the first thrust hits home. The older man’s hands dig into the younger’s waist, holding him still as Brock’s rhythm turns rough, his breath ragged against the back of Conner’s neck.