Damion Harrison’s fingers dig into Chris Edwards’ hips as he pulls him closer, lips locked in a rough kiss while his tongue probes the tight ring of his asshole. The blond’s smooth, slim body bends forward, presenting his hole as Harrison’s mouth takes over, fingers gripping his waist to hold him still. Both men stay close, one hand resting on Edwards’ back as the other guides the thrusts of Harrison’s tongue deep inside. The blue shorts barely cover the tension between them.
