Asher Day grips Jax Phoenix’s hips while his tattooed arms flex over the bed, his bald head low as he works Phoenix’s mouth with rough, deliberate strokes. Ryan St Michael stands at the edge, his stocky frame blocking the light as he fingers Phoenix’s hole with calloused fingers, the golden headboard’s curve framing the tension between them. The air thickens with the wet sound of lips pulling, the only distraction the way Phoenix’s body arches into the pressure.
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