Chad Hollon and Reese Rideout

Chad Hollon’s tattooed arms flex as he pins Reese Rideout’s wrists in a strap, the dark-haired man’s hole already slick with his own fingers. Reese moans around Chad’s cock, his tongue swirling deep while Chad’s thumb presses just inside, then pulls back to lick the wetness from his knuckles. The air thickens as Chad shifts, gripping Reese’s hips and driving into him hard, his own breath ragged against the other’s neck.