Trojan Rock grips Dane Hyde’s hips while he kneels in the caged space, his shaved head close enough to feel the rough stubble of Dane’s chest as he tongues the other man’s cock. Dane’s fingers dig into Trojan’s thighs, pulling him forward for deep, wet sucks that make his throat work around the thick shaft. The leather harness bites into Trojan’s waist as he braces himself, his grip tightening when Dane’s fingers slide inside, curling just right to make him gasp.
