Red, White, & Blew Their Loads

Sylvester Red’s tattooed chest glistens as he pins Chris White beneath him, fingers already working the tight hole while his mouth seals over the other’s cock. Chris’s short, light brown hair is damp from Sylvester’s tongue, his ass clenched around the thick fingers before the first slow, brutal thrust. The striped sheets catch the slick of their hands as Sylvester grips the sheets, pulling Chris’s hips up for a deep, rough fuck. His own cock swells against the bed, jerking off in time with the wet, sloppy sounds of Chris’s mouth working him.