Andre Donovan pins Tyson Rush down, his tattooed arms locking around the other’s hips as he drives in deep, the dark hair on his chest pressing against Tyson’s smooth skin. Tyson Rush grips the sheets, his fingers digging in as Donovan’s thick cock slams home, while his mouth finds Donovan’s neck, teeth grazing the skin. Before that, Donovan’s tongue traced Tyson’s hole, then his fingers pushed inside, stretching him open, now the only sound is the wet, rough thrusting of flesh against flesh.
