Theo Brady’s beard scrapes against Andre Donovan’s throat as he grips his jaw, fingers digging into the smooth muscle of his neck while Andre’s tongue drags slow circles over his lips. The bench creaks beneath them as Andre kneels, his mouth sealing tight around Theo’s cock before he pulls back just enough to lick the slit, the wet sound cutting through the air. One hand slides between his legs, fingers probing deep into his asshole while the other grips Theo’s hips, pulling him forward until the blunt pressure of Andre’s cock pushes against his entrance.
