The blond, broad-shouldered man flexes his arms hard enough to ripple his skin, then strips off his shirt to reveal a chest so thick his hands can’t quite span it. He stretches out on the couch, one arm thrown behind his head, before rolling onto the bed and spreading his legs wide, his hole already glistening with anticipation. His fingers trace his own stomach, then press down, testing the weight of his own grip before he leans back, thumbs up, daring you to take what’s yours.
By Cruiser Boys
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