Ben Lilly and Jim Durden

Ben Lilly’s lean, dark-haired frame pins Jim Durden’s muscular body down as his fingers probe the tight hole, the sheets tangled beneath them. Durden takes it deep, his clean-shaven jaw locked against Lilly’s throat while the first thick strokes split his ass open. The moment Lilly’s cock hits the back of his throat, Durden’s fingers twist harder, pulling a choked groan from his mouth. No barriers, just raw, uncut thrusts and the wet slap of lips sealing around his asshole.