Paul Canon grips the dildo’s thick base, his knuckles white as he lines it up against Brendan Phillips’ tight hole, straps biting into his wrists. Brendan tenses beneath him, fingers digging into the red webbing as Canon pushes slow, deliberate pressure past his ring. The harness hums against his back, the yellow straps taut around his thighs, while Canon’s own muscles ripple with control, each thrust measured, each stretch deliberate.
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