The 4 Doors, Part 1 - Anonymous

Alex Mecum grips Windom Gold’s hips, his mask obscuring everything but the raw thrust of bareback fucking as Gold arches beneath him, fingers digging into the sheets. The blond’s muscles ripple with every drive, while Gold’s dark hair sweats against the bed, his hole stretched wide by the relentless pounding. A hand slides between them, slick with pre-cum, as Mecum’s breath hitches into Gold’s neck, no barrier, no hesitation, just the wet slap of skin on skin.