Cole Streets and Drake Jaden

Cole Streets grips Drake Jaden’s hips as he kneels on the locker room bench, his shaved head close enough to feel the rough stubble of Jaden’s beard. Jaden arches back, his muscular frame flexing as Streets’ tongue traces the tight ring of his asshole before his fingers slip inside. The bench creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet smack of lips and the sharp inhale of breath when Streets finally pushes into him, slow and deep.