Carlo Cox shoves Marko LeBeau against the wall, gripping his chest as their mouths crash together. Marko gasps when Carlo’s fingers slide down his stomach, then lower, both groan as they sink to their knees, swallowing each other’s cocks. Marko takes Carlo deep first, his throat working his thick length while Carlo devours him, swallowing every inch until Marko’s hips buck helplessly.
Carlo flips Marko onto his back, spreading his legs before diving in. His tongue teases Marko’s hole until he’s slick and desperate, then Carlo pushes in slow, letting Marko stretch around him. Once fully inside, Carlo lets Marko ride him hard, nails digging into his shoulders. With a groan, Carlo spills thick across Marko’s chest as Marko licks him clean.
Marko flips him, straddling Carlo’s face before coming hard on his jaw, leaving them both breathless and grinning.
Carlo flips Marko onto his back, spreading his legs before diving in. His tongue teases Marko’s hole until he’s slick and desperate, then Carlo pushes in slow, letting Marko stretch around him. Once fully inside, Carlo lets Marko ride him hard, nails digging into his shoulders. With a groan, Carlo spills thick across Marko’s chest as Marko licks him clean.
Marko flips him, straddling Carlo’s face before coming hard on his jaw, leaving them both breathless and grinning.
