Bob Hager and Dolan Wolf

Bob Hager grips Dolan Wolf’s hips, his beard rough against olive skin as he tongues the tight asshole, fingers already working the hole open. The green military harness tightens around Dolan’s waist while he braces against the metal chair, his dark hair falling forward as Bob’s tongue traces the rim before sliding deeper. Both men’s hands move fast, Bob’s grip on Dolan’s cock, Dolan’s fingers digging into the chair, while their mouths crash together, teeth catching in the kiss.