Axel Brown and Mark Troy

Axel Brown grips Mark Troy’s hips as he drives deep, his dark hair framing a body built for control, while Troy arches beneath him, fingers already buried in his own asshole. The bed dips under their weight as pillows prop him up, exposing his hole to Axel’s relentless thrusts. Before that, Axel’s mouth was on Troy’s cock, his beard rough against skin, while Troy’s tongue traced Axel’s ass, slick with pre-cum. Now they’re lost in the grind, the only sound the wet slap of flesh.