Avi Jacobs, bearded and tattooed, grips Marco Napoli’s hips while his fingers slide deep into his shaved head’s tight hole, the city skyline visible through the window behind them. Marco’s dark hair falls forward as Avi’s mouth seals over his cock, the blue of his underwear peeking through the tension of his thighs. Their kiss is rough, teeth catching, while Avi’s other hand pulls him closer, fingers working fast.
