Trent Blade pins Dillinger Cole flat on his back, his light hair framing a body built for dominance as he drives into the dark-haired man’s ass with rough, unrelenting strokes. Dillinger’s hole clenches around him while Trent’s fingers dig into the couch, his grip tight enough to bruise as he works the other man’s cock with slow, deliberate pressure. The air hums with the wet sound of Trent’s tongue tracing the tight ring before he takes it deep, his beard scraping against Dillinger’s skin as he sucks hard enough to make the dark-haired man’s back arch.
