Hoyt Kogan’s beard scrapes Jarrod Lanvin’s throat as he takes him deep, fingers digging into his hips to hold him still while he works the back of his throat. Lanvin grips Hoyt’s cock hard, his own mouth wet with spit as he swallows around the thick shaft, his dark hair falling over his forehead. When Hoyt flips him onto his back, Lanvin spreads his legs wide, letting Hoyt line up before driving in slow, deep strokes that make his breath hitch. The bed creaks under their weight as Hoyt’s grip tightens on his waist, each thrust pulling a choked gasp from him.
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