Tristan Jaxx and Tristan Phoenix

Tristan Jaxx and Tristan Phoenix bend over the desk, the tattooed one’s asshole open for the bearded man’s tongue as fingers stretch him wide. The blond grips his cock, thick and flushed, while the other braces himself on the chair, legs spread for the slow, deliberate work of a handjob. No clothes remain by the end, just the slick sounds of a desk used as leverage, the way one’s breath hitches when the other’s mouth seals tight around his hole.