Lucho Cordell kneels between the armchair’s legs, his light hair framing a thick cock that stretches taut against his jeans, while the other man, smooth-skinned, lean, stares down at it, fingers already working the zipper free. The green carpet muffles the sound as the first shaft is pulled from its denim sheath, the other man’s grip firm around the waistband, his own shirt clutched loose over his chest. Both sit shirtless soon after, the second man’s jeans dropped to his hips, the first’s cock now free, its weight swinging as he adjusts the fabric around his thighs.
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