Leo Blue licks Jeff Drizzle's feet

Leo Blue kneels before Jeff Drizzle’s bare feet, his tongue tracing the arches while Drizzle rests on a couch, one leg bent, the other stretched out. The remote control lies discarded beside him, forgotten as Blue’s fingers brush Drizzle’s asshole, then return to lick the sole of his shoe. A magazine props Drizzle’s ankle, keeping his foot still for the slow, deliberate attention.