The bearded man with the scarf around his neck grips Jamie’s hips, his fingers probing deep as the other man kneels behind him, tongue swirling into his asshole. Dark-haired and lean, Jamie arches into the thrusts, his mouth locked onto the scarf-wrapped neck while the blond’s lips trail down his spine. One pulls, the other pushes, both hands and mouths work in unison, the textured wall behind them a silent witness to the rough, relentless rhythm.
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