Aiden Ward grips Drew Dixon’s hips, his tattoos glinting under the light as he slams into his ass from behind, the bed creaking with every brutal thrust. Drew’s slim frame arches, his dark hair falling forward as Aiden’s fingers dig into his waist, one hand gripping the headboard while the other jerks off with rough, desperate strokes. The chair nearby bears witness to their mouths locked in a wet, sloppy kiss, tongues tangled as spit drips down their chins, bareback, no barriers between them. His fingers probe deep, circling Drew’s hole before pushing inside, slick with precome and the slicker heat of his own spit.
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