Zach Shares a fleshjack with Jake Bass

Zach grips Jake’s tattooed bicep while his mouth seals over the other’s mouth, fingers digging into the thick hair at the nape. The blond’s teeth graze the bearded jaw as Jake’s palm slides down Zach’s spine, nails scraping the skin where the ink meets the ribs. Their bodies press together, one hand gripping the other’s hip hard enough to pull them closer.