Encounters 2: The Point of No Return

Milan Gamiani pins Michael Lucas down, his dark hair framing a body built for control, while Lucas arches beneath him, fingers already working the tight hole that won’t stay closed. The bed creaks under their weight as Milan’s mouth seals over his, tongue forcing its way past lips that won’t resist. No words, no hesitation, just the slow, deliberate stretch of a hole that’s been waiting for this.