Gabriel Clark kneels with his tattooed arms wrapped tight around Jake Bass’s waist as he takes the strap, the thick shaft already slick with precome, while Bass grips his own cock and pumps it hard. His dark hair falls forward as Clark’s tongue swipes over his hole before the strap drives deep, the two of them lost in the wet, rough rhythm of Bass’s fingers tangled in Clark’s hair. The air fills with the sound of skin slapping, Bass’s breath ragged as Clark’s mouth seals around his cock, swallowing him down to the root.
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