Sam fucks Jp with the, bruised intensity of a ring-side finish, his tattooed arms gripping the ropes as Jp’s red hair glistens with sweat and the faint sheen of blood. The blond’s hole clenches around him while his fingers dig into Jp’s shoulders, the wrestling ring’s sharp edges biting into their skin as they wrestle for dominance. The air thickens with the scent of exertion and the wet slap of flesh against flesh, every thrust a controlled slam, every rim a desperate, filthy trade.
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