Robin Valej grips Roman Madlec’s hips as he drives into him from behind, his own smooth, muscular back arched under the pressure. The blond kneeling behind him licks the sweat from his spine while Madlec’s fingers dig into the sheets, his hole already stretched open. Valej’s grip tightens as he slams deeper, the bed creaking with every thrust. Madlec turns his head just enough for Valej to take his mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue forcing its way past lips still slick from earlier.
