Damien Stone’s hands grip Justin Matthews’ hips while he leans in, his beard brushing Justin’s jaw as they lock lips, one shirt grey, the other orange, both bodies pressed tight against each other. Justin’s fingers dig into Damien’s shoulders, pulling him closer as their mouths move with hungry urgency. The air between them is thick with the weight of their bodies, standing shoulder to shoulder, one dominating the kiss while the other lets go completely.
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