Gunner and Richard stand side by side, Gunner’s tattooed arm flexing as he grips Richard’s waist, the dark-haired, clean-shaven man’s muscles straining under the pressure. Richard’s hole glistens with slick anticipation, his body arched forward as Gunner’s fingers trace the tight ring, preparing for the first thrust. The air hums with the, unfiltered dominance of a man who knows exactly how to take what he wants.
