The blond, tattooed man grips Davis’s hips hard while he sucks him off against a locker, his own cock slick with spit. Davis leans back, his dark hair damp from the blond’s mouth, as fingers dig into his thighs. The bearded one watches, gripping his own shaft while Davis’s tongue swirls around the head. Their bodies press together, wet and urgent, the locker’s cold metal the only barrier between them.
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