Rick Long’s thick beard presses into Michael Ryan’s mouth as he grips his shoulders, fingers digging into the stocky frame while Ryan’s own coarse hair brushes against his chest. The balding man shoves his tongue deep, teeth scraping along the lower lip before pulling back to lick the salty skin just below Ryan’s jaw. Their bodies stay close, muscles straining as Rick pins him against the wall, one hand tangled in Ryan’s hair, the other gripping his waist to pull him flush.
