Gavin Waters and Parker London

Gavin Waters grips the guitar neck hard enough to flex his tattoos, his blond hair falling forward as he leans into Parker London’s mouth with relentless thrusts, while Parker’s smooth, muscular chest rises and falls against the bed. The bed creaks under their weight as Gavin’s fingers dig into the sheets, guiding the angle of his cock deeper into Parker’s throat. Parker swallows around him, his jaw working as Gavin’s hips snap forward, each stroke driving them both closer to the edge.