The bearded man pins the shaved-headed one against the wall, his lips crushing down hard as fingers dig into the back of his neck. The dark-haired man kneels, tongue deep in the other’s mouth while his hands grip the tied wrists, pulling them up for a tighter grip. Both are built like weapons, muscles straining under the pressure, and the only sound is the wet, desperate sound of their mouths.
By Gay War Games
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