Thomas Fiaty and Jamie Oliver

Thomas Fiaty grips Jamie Oliver’s hips, his fingers slick with lube as he guides him onto the blue cushion, the lean, smooth body arched over him. Jamie’s dark hair falls forward as he takes Thomas deep, the standing position forcing a rougher thrust that makes his breath hitch. Fingers probe his asshole first, then the cock, bareback, before the real work begins, the two moving between bent-over and lying down, the sounds of suction and wet slaps filling the air.