Dylan Maguire drives into Jon Kael with rough, unrelenting thrusts while his fingers dig into the dark hair at the nape of his neck, holding him down as the bed creaks under their weight. Jon takes every inch, his hole slick with lube as Dylan’s cock slides in deep, then pulls back only to slam home again, his own mouth locked onto Dylan’s wrist in a bruising grip. The air thickens with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh, Dylan’s breath ragged as he fingers Jon’s asshole, spreading him wider before the first real push.
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