Jimmy Durano pins Rob Ryder down, his dark hair framing a broad, smooth chest as he drives into him with rough, relentless strokes. Rob’s light hair lies flat against the sheets, his fingers digging into the mattress while Jimmy’s grip tightens around his hips. The bed creaks under their weight as Durano’s weight presses him deeper, each thrust sharp and unyielding. His mouth seals over Rob’s, swallowing his gasps as fingers probe between his thighs.
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