Max Ryder and the bearded man kneel in the armchair, their smooth, muscular bodies angled toward the camera as one stretches out a hand to grip the other’s hip. The blond’s fingers dig into the flesh while the bearded one leans forward, his mouth hovering just above Ryder’s cock, the air thick with the scent of spilled whiskey from the bottles on the table. The armchair’s worn leather creaks under their weight as Ryder’s head tilts back, his throat exposed.
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