Skylar West and Raphael Cedano

Skylar West’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Raphael Cedano’s smooth, light brown hair down as he presses his face to the bed, tongue probing the tight ring of his asshole with deliberate precision. One hand grips Raphael’s hip while the other spreads his cheeks, exposing the glistening hole to Skylar’s eager mouth, fingers tracing the slick folds before slipping inside. The air hums with the wet, rhythmic suction of oral work, the only sound the sharp inhale of breath as Raphael arches into the touch.