Micah Brandt’s tattooed chest presses against Spencer Fox’s slicked-back hair as he grips his jaw, fingers tangling in the dark strands while Fox’s tongue drags slow circles around the bench’s rough wood. One hand slides between them, slick with spit, tracing the tight ring of Fox’s ass before Micah’s mouth seals over it, teeth scraping the sensitive skin. The stone wall behind them cracks with the sound of Fox’s breath as Micah’s cock, thick, flushed, slams home, each thrust driving him deeper into the bench’s grain.
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