Cole Gartner’s tattooed arm wraps tight around Tom Faulk’s waist as he pins him down, their mouths crashing hard while Faulk’s slim body arches into the dark sheets. The blond’s fingers dig into the sheets, holding him still as Gartner’s weight presses deep, the slick sound of flesh meeting flesh cutting through the quiet. Faulk’s hands grip the sheets, fingers curling as Gartner’s rhythm turns rough, each thrust driving him harder into the mattress.
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