Jasper Robinson kneels over Cody Cummings, his dark hair framing a mouth that takes Cody’s cock deep while his fingers work the other’s hole. The one on his back arches into the pressure, his smooth, muscular body stretched as Jasper’s tongue laps at his ass. Cody grips the sheets, his breath sharp as Jasper’s grip tightens, no foreplay, just the push of cock and tongue before the first thrust.
