Devin Franco presses his broad, smooth chest against the wall, his light brown hair catching the light as he grips the edge with one hand while the other strokes himself hard. Max Lorde stands behind him, his bearded jaw tight, fingers already slick with pre-cum as he guides himself into Devin’s tight hole without hesitation. The vertical blue lines blur behind them as Max drives deep, his grip on Devin’s hips turning desperate.
