The bearded man with the muscular build leans back on the bed, his dark hair framing a face that looks like it could crack ribs, while the other, clean-shaven, equally built, stands over him, fingers already working the laptop’s trackpad as the screen glows. The one on the bed spreads his legs just enough to show the green bedding creeping up his thighs, his hole already slick with anticipation. The standing man’s grip tightens on the laptop’s edge, his knuckles whitening as he prepares to slide something inside.
