Duncan Tyler’s blond, smooth body pins Seth down as his muscular arms lock around the darker-haired man’s waist, fingers digging into his sides while his mouth seals over Seth’s. The bed creaks under their weight as Tyler’s cock slides deep, the slick sound of flesh meeting flesh cutting through the air. Seth’s hands grip the sheets, nails biting into the fabric as Tyler’s tongue traces a wet path down his throat before pulling back to suck hard, teeth grazing his lip. The way Tyler’s hips snap forward, fast, relentless, makes Seth’s breath hitch, his own fingers curling into Tyler’s ass as he takes every thrust.
