Hector De Silva’s beard scrapes against Joaquin’s bare chest as he grips the muscle, fingers digging into the hairy ridges while the blond presses his mouth hard against the other’s throat. The bearded one pins him to the wall, one hand tangled in his dark hair, the other pulling his shorts down to expose the thick cock already leaking against his thigh. Joaquin’s breath hitches as Hector’s lips trail down his neck, teeth grazing the pulse before his tongue swipes over the salty skin just above the waistband.
