The blond stands firm while the bearded one kneels, his fingers probing the bent man’s tight asshole with rough precision. Muscles ripple under the touch as lips seal over the neck, teeth grazing skin before the chain snaps taut in the background. Hands grip chests, thumbs pressing hard into flesh as the standing man leans in, his mouth closing over the other’s throat in a deep, hungry kiss.
By Cruiser Boys
