Josh Moore’s tattooed, dark-haired grip tightens on Paddy O’Brien’s hips as he pins him to the bed, his fingers already working the tight hole while his mouth seals over the asshole, tongue probing deep. Paddy’s clean-shaven jaw clenches as Josh’s cock slams home, each thrust pulling a choked gasp from his throat. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet slap of flesh and the rough rasp of breath.
