Paul Canon grips Julian Knowles’ hips hard as he slams into him from behind, the garage’s red car hood digging into his stomach. Julian’s tattooed back arches, his fingers digging into the metal while Paul’s beard scrapes his neck, one hand gripping his own cock, the other shoving two fingers deep into his ass. The air smells like oil and sweat as Paul’s balls slap against him, his breath ragged against Julian’s ear.
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